Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1916-11-08


sunburst OF It's originality he beat bis
leg and roarcd speechlessly, while
series Of equally delighted but subduel
sounds behind him family stirred the
night
Miss Helms eyes glimmered and
danced as. with her elhcwf o. hei
knees and her chin In her palms, she
watched Lame Mort shrewdly. Did
you see what put IN that paperf she
asked.
He nodded. Know it by heart
You see. l hadn't no intention OF
MARVIN a man I'D never seen. Well,
I've got other clothes in here"-she
slapped the end Of the telescope. and
the hoe jlngled against the rake-.'but
l always wear mems clothes dom
farm work. SO l j.st kept EN- on to
come In. thinkiu' that II Mr.. Wilson
was particuiar how his wife looked
he'd run away. But when see you"
naively, II wished l had the other
duds on
Here she paused. and Lame Mort
| was aware of an unusual commotion
in progress beneath his left ribs which
inte-fered curiously with his breath
ing. blurring his vision and dulling his
hes ,aS.
But he didn't wait TO find out
whether | intended TO marry him or
not continued Miss Olga. the humor
| in her eyes overlooking and attacking
| the corners OF her mouth. $50 l look
at 1t this way: I've done my part. and
he hain't done his. SO l don't owe him
anything-do I?-my passage money.
mean"
Lame Mort scratched his head and
| chased after one Of the ideas which a
brilliant thought had but Just dissi
| patel. The commotion in his left chest
| was growing apace and increasing that
| dul,ness Of hearing which shut out the
murmur of dissent floating out OF the
obscure background.
NO. no." he finally burst out "You
| don't owe Goat a da-darned cent on
| that hundred"
Then you know all about It," inter
| rupted Miss Helm in relief But
| want to be fair, and here's this that's
| botherin' me-" She locked her hands
| around her knees. II saved fifty of
that by comm third class on an excur-
sion Now, does that belong to him or
me? WONDER" she interrupted her
self hopefully. how far he's rum"
A voice behind them detached itself
| from the general eager murmur and
answered unexpectedly: Fifty mile by
| this time. jedgin' from the way he
hiked out He won't never be back fer
| damages
This reply aroused Lame Mort to a
realizing sense Of the divers interested
| but shrouded ears, to escape the range
of which he moved close to Miss Olga
| and sat down on a keg of mackerel
His late brilliant thought had taken
complete possession OF him.
| Il can't see. Miss Heinz" he began
in SO low a tone that wave Of indig-
nation swept In on them from without
the circle Of light can't see where
anybodys bein' cheated in this ex-
ceptin' -
"Who?" queried Miss Helm in alarm
II didn't know there was any one else
mixed up In it."
| Its the justice OF the peace" sol
EMMY. Hes waitin' to marry you to
some one, and 1t amt right to disap-
| point him" Lame Mort hesitated.
choked, swallowed his heart. fished his
voice up from a resounding vacuum,
observed Miss Helms reddening cheek
and finished 30 boldly that his words
penetrated the outer darkness and
1t don't make q bit Of difference to
him whether it's Goat or me-"
1T makes lot Of difference to me"
returned Miss Helm mildly, but prompt
~. Where does the justice liver
She rose and reached for her bundle
but Lame Mort CALAMITY stayed her
hand, and . moment later the gloomy
background was resonant with Z STAN.
pede Of departing footsteps. The male
population Of Cody were speeding away
Il to prepare the tustice for the chau0a ~