The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-11-25
THE NEWLYWEDS' TRAGEDY
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

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four-months' old bungalow upon which
Clara, his four-months' old bride, just
as eagerly waited his return. 1t was
with vague misgiving that he saw no
sign of his pretty little wife behind
the petunia-filled veranda boxes one
sweltering evening when he came home
from town.
Just inside the screen door, however,
as he came nearer, he caught a glimpse
of checked kitchen apron. and, be.
hind 1t, Clara.
"what's up?" he demanded anxious
ly.
''Lizzie's gone!" --0lI -
''Well, did you everi" =,
"And burned the steak r.
"And the mayonnaise won't get stiff
and the asparagus won't get soft and
and everything's spoiled" Clara sobbed
Historically.
Bob pulled her hot, tousled little
head to his breast. ITS all right, lit
tie maid, don't you care! Wen throw
the old stuff out. Let's make some
lemonade and have sandwich. What's
wrong with LizzieY
II don't know. Somebody sick or
dead or something. l was out and
when l got back she was gone. Left
word with Mrs. Smith next door.
Someone telephoned for her."
And so closed the first chapter Of
the Brixton tragedy.
That night, or rather at a. m. next
morning, Clara shook Bob. "Bobby,
Bobby, wake upl Oh, please, Bobby,
wake up! There's somebody down.
stairs.
II think it's the bench on the back
veranda! Someone pushed It."
Bob descended the stairs and turned
on the lights in the downstairs rooms
even into the kitchen, and found
nothing! Then, hearing something
outside he opened the back door. The
bench had been pulled across the door
way and on the bench was a basket.
! And In the basket was something with
good pair of lungs, whatever else 1t
possessed.
Bob mounted the stairs, and laid the
basket on the bed.
Heres your burglar he said grim
ly. .- a..
Clara looked aghast. The lungs were
stIll working. "A baby!" she gasped.
"What in the world" Curious and
bewildered, she pulled back the; cover
and behold-two of them!
Clara was lifting the twins out by
this time and examining basket and
clothes for signs Of Identification. ".The
dears 7" she cOoed. "And listen, Bob
by they're hungry. Go down to the
box and get some milk. Warm it, not
too hot, and bring 1t up-and spoon.
Aren't they darlings, Bobbyw
mo-" snarled he. "And I'll be dashed
IL keep those kids in this house after
the first streak of dawn"
And thus ended chapter two Of Bob's
tragedy.
But the Brixtons kept the babies
That Is, for some time longer than the
limit set by Bob. 1t was this way:
Next day the phone rang and in an
swer to Clara's tired "Hello," some
one informed her that certain Lizzie
O'Brien had been hurt by an automo-
( blit uShtu W otc hei IT St. oltpli-
ems hospital.
81 can't got" answered she, "but I'll
} send my husband as soon as possible"
So Bob went and found Lizzie, the
cook, in bed, plastered and bandaged.
"Well, Lizzie, what's all this about?'
"Ill tell you, Mr.. Brixton. But, first,
hows the babies? Are they safer"
Babies! ~ Bob jumped. what do
you know about them? Quick!"
swell, Mr.. Brixton, Molly, my young
, est sister, married Dan O'Grady, biz
, good-for-nothing, bad cess to him
And him and Molly couldn't get
along. The twins only seemed to make
things worse. SO Dan up and leaves
Moll and his folks tried to get the
twins and Mol found 1t out and sent
) for me to go get them till things were
| settled. And here up and get run
over and Moll didn't know 1t and last
night she brought them herself and
put them on the porch under my win
dow, not knowing ! was here. She
was afraid II she'd ring the bell you
: wouldn't let them In.
To-day" Lizzie went on, "the case
Is to come before the esquire and It's
, to be settled who's to get the darlin's
, thought I'd tell you so you wouldn't
! worry"
But that evening when Bob had jubi
lantly told Clara the good news he
opened the evening paper and read
"In the disagreement case between
5 Dan and Molly O'Grady, in which the
S latter charges desertion and both are
a trying to get custody Of twin boys, Al
derman McManus decided that for the
time being the children should stay
whore they are"
c End of chapter threei
: Then they couldn't get girl and
= Clara got sick. Bob had to stay home
from the office two days and got nc
sleep nights.
That takes us up to chapter ten.
But one long tO-be-remembered day