Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1916-10-04

Ill vOre HE. Nau Sou guess WHAT 1L Is.
Nary"
NO." she said. wonderingly.
Its Jeff Dill in my buggy takin' Abe
Fulton to Jail. He's confessed the
whole thing. Howard will come back
in the buggy after awhile. an Wen all
spend the evcnin' together"
The young people Of barley, led by
Frank Raymond. We're giving dance
to Mary and Howard ut the old John
| ston House. Not only were all the
younger set present. but old gentlemen
and ladies who had long since given
up sucT nmtSements insisted upon 60
Ing that they might do honor to the
courageous young couple whose en-
SaSement was known to all. Conspic-
uous among the participants was Alb
ner Daniel. who had never appeared to
be 50 happy
While the grand march was taking
place Abner slipped into the office Of
the hotel. where Sugart. in evening
clothes and wearing Il buttonhole bOu-
Quet. stood behind the counter.
a minute ago" Abner said anxiously.
'Whar is he?"
He's just gone to his horse" Sugart
replied atfably He said he was going
out home"
1urrying out at the door to hitch
ing rack at the side Of the house, Alb
ner saw his friend about to mount his
horse.
Hey, hold on, thar Abner cried.
You amt a-goin' to sneak away from
here like this"
Pole laughed merrily as he turned to
Abner, the rein Of his bride on his
arm. riding switch in his hand. EFF
| you think I'm goin' to so in thar with
these old clothes on when YOU are
rugged out like dude an got all them
women taggin' on to yore coattails you
don't know Inc. You are bachelor.
but I'm an old married man. Uncle
Alb. With Il wife an gang O young
uns that's already been abed a good
! hour. | amt a-goin' to try to keep the
pace with you young blOods. Say. I'm
goin' to make a prediction. You don't
know it, but you'll be married before
long. III bet my hat on it, You are
woman's man. You are sly old
duck with that slick suit. white tie an
pleated shirt on. I've a good mind to
rub some o my hosshairs off on YOU
Oh my! Who clipped yore whiskers?
Dang my old hide eff you hain't got
powder on yore cheeks It's wonder
you hain't got white burial gloves on
like the rest O the boys
'Oh. jest lowed I'd fix up little to
do honor to them two. They are so
happy an popular with everybody.
I've heard plenty Of good news today.
Abe Fulton's case Is In tiptop shape.
Even the district attorney admits It
Moreover, the town is on a boom, an
me an Howard will have our hands
full. Wait fer supper anyway, Pole.
You helped put this thing through, an
don't feel right about the way you
are actin'.'
I've been paid-more'n paid, Uncle
Alb" Pole put his foot into the heavy
wooden stirrup and swung himself into
the saddle. "Fust Howard shuck hands
with me an thanked me with tears in
his eyes. Then somen' else happened
l was down at the spring below Trum
bley's yesterday, an Mary come to me.
| thought she had some'n' to say about
somen' or other-my wife an the chill.
dren or somen' like that-but she
didn't speak word. She jest come up
| to me, so she did, an put 'er arms
around my scrubby old neck an kissed
me. Then she drapped 'er head on my
shoulder an cried like a happy child
Great God. Uncle Alb, you kin dyke up;
you kin bow an scrape an cavort
about to that music in thar with all
the women under the sun eff you want
to, but l wouldn't swap places with
you. The war didn't kill out slavery.
fer I'm a slave to that gal an will be
as long as l live"
When Pole had ridden down the un-
lighted street Abner turned back into
the hotel. Poles all right now," he
thought. but l wish I'd passed my
hand over his hip pocket. He's apt to
! git drunk when he's plumb happy, an
he's been sober quite a spell now.
Well, eff he does III look after i'm
! God bless his soulv'
The evening was wearing away to
the patter Of feet, gay laughter, merry
talk and music. Mrs. Langham lay in
her bed trying to sleep. Suddenly she
heard the door Of her daughters room
creak as it opened. She decided that
it was Cora who had come up for
something pertaining to her toilet, and
she listened for further sounds from
the room, but none came. Mrs. Lang
ham lay still for several minutes; then,
hearing nothing more, she rose won
deringly and softly opened the door
between the two rooms. Her eyes first
fell on the bureau, but Cora was not
at it. Next she looked at the bed. 1t
was smooth and untouched. There
was no light in the room save what
was shed by the moonbeams which
fell upon the floor, and on the sill of
the window looking out. silent and
| still sat Cora