The Columbus courier. [volume] (Columbus, Luna County, N.M.) 1911-1920, 1918-05-24
THE WIDOW FUNNEL

ofOuNt0 tu~unttuhuCtA AaNthAu hNMHN
and his mate. Mr. simpson, pccrod a
= piece Of paper that lay on the cabin
table alongside OF a canvas bag. The
document contained the followina
words;
~"Barbadoos. June 10. IS. Being
sound In my rigging, but badly stove
90 to my hull. and going to piecea.
John Funnel, OF the brig Ibis leave
10 my friends Abel Drake, master Of
tho schooner Patty Clay, and job
Simpson. mate OF the same craft, the
sum OF $500 In gold. tho same 70 be
held IN trust by them for M year. II
my wife. Mary Hunnell. mourns my
death and does not marry within that
time. the money II to 20 10 her. II
she does marry within a year the $500
T. 10 be divided between tho trustees.
My wife IL 10 know nothing OF the
trust
JOHN FUNNEL"
Ten months gone, and she's no
nearer marryin' than she was tho
day after Funnel died" complained
Captain Drake.
"Goodlooklng woman. too. and a
thousand dollars insurance money"
mused the mate. whats the matter
with the men. I'd like TO know"
There's old Pete Jobson." ruminn-
tod the skipper. Hes n widower. and
all women take TO widowors. III take
him up this very night"
When the skipper returned Just be-
fore midnight. the mate asked anxious
ly how Peter had acted.
Never had such a time" grumbled
tho captain. Peter and the widow
sat and talked about their dead hus.
band and wife, and cried like two rain.
spouts. II Il hadn't been for old Mrs.
ouigley. I'd have foundered sure"
Who's Mrs. oulgleyY" asked Mr..
Simpson.
An old aunt OF Mrs. Funnell's." ro-
piled the skipper, turning In.
Things are Frightening" cried the
skipper. two days later. aa he saw from
the deck OF the schooner AFR. Jobson
vending his way uptown. I'm bet he's
goin' 10 call on the widow. III walk
up the street and see"
He returned In half an hour IubilRnt
He had on his long.tailed coat, and
he urled his sails as loon a he came
10 the widows house. and bore into
the door," he cried. Il believe tho
moneys ours. Job"
Then one morning Peter Jobson.
master a~tevedore. started IN 20 load
the Patty Clay with aour and general
cargo.
Il saw you last night at the Sea.
mans Bethel with Widow Funneil and
her aunt" said Captain Drake.
YEA" replied Mr.. Jobson. Bolemnly,
She's a very nne Christian woman
Finally the matches Of the schooner
were battoned down and Captain
Drake was about TO go to the custom
house To clear her.
"Good-by, captain" said Mr.. Jobson,
feelingly. I'm obleeged TO you"
What fort" inquired the skipper.
For takin' mo 10 see Widow Fun
nell" explained the old man. Il read
In the Good Book that It's not good foi
man TO be alone
Welt" said the skipper. shudderinI
with eagerness.
I'm goln' 10 marry again"
The widowf' gaaped the delighted
skipper.
Surely; a month from yesterday.
Captain Drake yaulted ovor tho raj
OF tho acloonar like a deer and tum
bled into the cabin.
"It's all right Job" be painted
Peters going TO marry the widow I
month from yesterday"
The two trustees spent 80 for
gaudily covered lounge. which thel
ordered sent 10 the bride-to-bo's hous'
Just rs days from date OF purchase
date. accompanied with their card.
Just 80 days had elapsed when tn
Patty Clay passed In the capes on he
return voyage from Porto Rico. AM
when the pilot came on board Captall
Drake asked n Pete Jobson was well
Married his second wife," said tn
pilot grinnlng. "A widow. too"
When tho schooner tied up at tn
wharf tho two trustees beheld Mr.. Ps
ter Jobson calmly experimenting tn
unloading OF a bark. and the exuberan
skipper leaped ashore.
Congratulate you. Pete" said hi
wrinEing the old stevedoro's hand.
Thank you and Mr.. Simpson for tn
furnitoor." responded MIR. Jobson.
you got a good woman, Pete" sal
tho skipper. She made Funnell a goo
wife"
"Funnell." repeated Mr.. Jobson. q
didn't marry Mrs. Funnel. Marie
her aunt. Widow Quigloy."
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