New Britain herald., 1918-02-13
REVELATIONS OF A WIFE
How William Answered His Own
Question, "Who do y'spose See?"
BY ADELH GARRISON

How William Answered His Own
William Trumbull looked UP at me
with the pathetic, grateful eyes of
! dog as he settled his poor old ban
daged head upon the pillow of his
cot.
I'm awful sorry I didn't ketch
that Teller and hold him fer We, Mis-
Gramie," he said remorsefully, but
couldn't make it,
But I didn't want you to bring
him back, William" 1 returned. II
inst wanted you to find out his name
if you could, and where he lives
The old fellows eyes frightened.
We'll I guess T got somethin'
pretty near it, then" he answered.
'I'll jest begin at the beginnin and
tell We everythin right down to now"
My first impulse was to demand the
important information he had, leav-
ing the story for some later time.
But I hadn't the heart to do it. Will
liam was having the time of his life.
wounded and suffering though he
was. He was the hero of dramatic
tale which he was about to tell To
deprive him of his recitation would
be a torture 7 hadn't the courage to
infict.
"All right, William I returned,
but hurry. and remember when you
hear Katie coming to stop talking
until she goes away again
William screwed his nutcracker
face into a knowing twist
That's sense, Mis- Gramie,' he
said earnestly "Katie's a good girl
but she hain't no headpiece on her,
just as likely to tell things as not"
Following the Scent.
had hard work to control my
risibles at Williams patronizing air,
especially as l knew the good
humored contempt Katie had for
'Villum." But it didn't suit my pur-
pose to have Katies inquisitive little
nose poked further into the unpleas-
ant affair than I could prevent, SO 7
was glad of Williams attitude.
I tell we, I never cud hev got near
that Teller if it hadn't bin fer Pete"
William began, and his gnarled hand |
reached down and petted the head of
the bull terrier lying on the floor be- |
side his cot The dog turned his |
head and licked the hand, but with |
the dignity that hedges a blooded bull |
terrier, made no noisy demonstration i
Of affection.
THAT codger, he sure could run"
William went on. by the time me |
an Pete reached the hedge, he was |
clean out O. sight. But Pete, he |
seemed to know what was UP, an ] |
don't believe no bloodhound could
have done better nor Pete done. He |
jest trotted along an I follered Pete, |
an by-an-by / caught sight of the |
Teller, dodgin' into a clunp of bushes |
down there by the trolley track where |
there hain't no house anywhere |
round.
''He hadn't seen us, SO me an Pete |
we crep' up jest as quiet as Indians |
to the other side of the bank, an I
there, who do y spose I see?''
William stopped, his whole de-
meanor showing that he thought hs |
had reached the climax of his tale
II haven't the slightest idea, Will.
liam
care You Sure?"
"a woman he said, dramatically. |
"a tall woman in a long coat, and |
a hat with veil over it,
What" I exclaimed family, for
my intuition told me who this wom-
an must be, even before William
spoke again.
Yep, a woman" the old chap re-
turned, evidently enjoying my pertur-
bation An what's more, / know
who she is
I stirred in alarm. William was
getting to know altogether too much
about the plots and difficulties with
which T was beset. But / was help
less to alter the situation.