The Chesterfield advertiser. [volume] (Chesterfield C.H., S.C.) 1884-1978, 1921-04-07


An inventive genius was Billy. He
never employed the same defensive
tactics two days In succession. and
when personal fattery threatened to
fail him, a large crayon reproduction
Of the late Henry jerks, which hung
over the back bar, was a never-failing
source Of inspiration.
This was the "sainted Emery" pre-.
viously referred to by Mother Jenks.
He had been sergeant in Her Brit
tanic Majesty's Royal Horse artillery,
and upon retiring to the reserve had
hardened to proposition to emigrate
to SObrante and accept a commission
as colonel Of artillery with the gov
ernment forces then In the throes Of a
revolutionary attack. The rebels had
triumphed, and as result Emery had
heen sainted via the customary ex-
peditiOus route; whereupon his wife
had had recourse to her early profes-
sion Of barmaid, and FL Buen Amigo
had resulted.
However, let us return to our
Sleeps. as Mr.. Geary would have ex-
pressed 1t. Seemingly the effect of
Billy's compliment was instantly evil
dent. for Mother jerks set out two
glasses and a bottle.
''I know yer trifler, Willy Geary."
she simpered, "but If do s'y II AZ
shouldn't, was accounted as and.
some barmaid as you'd find in Bris-
tOl town. I've lost my good looks.
what with grief an worritin' since
losin' my sainted Emery, but was
andSOme oncet."
II CD well believe 1t, Mother
sine" sou are handsome still! For nv
unrt.' he continued con Gdentially, as
WIN Nn"klfiS " ~" e r...r MS DIn.idy.
glass. your excuse this drunkard's
drink, Mother. but | need it; had the
shakes again last night-for my part,
prefer the full-blown rose to the
bud"
Mother Jenks fluttered like a debu-
tante as she poured her drink. They
touched glasses. calloused worldlings
that they were.
He tossed Off his drink. 1t warmed
and strengthened him. after his night
or chills and fever. and brazenly he re-
turned to the attack.
changing the subject from feminine
grace and charm to manly strength
and virtue, I've been marking lately
the resolute poise Of your martyred
husbands head on his ane military
shoulders. There was a man, II I may
Judge from his photograph, that would
fight wildcat"
"Oh, m'ybe e wo,ldn'tw Mother
jerks fastened to declare. "You know,
Willie. / was present wen they shot
I'm, a-waitin' to claim is body. e
kisses me goodbye. an says e: Brace
up, Of girl. Remember your 'usband's
been sergeant In Err Majesty's Royal
'Orse artillery. an don't let the bloody
blighters see yer cry Then e walks
out front, with is fine straight back
10 the wall, draws a circle on rs blue
tunc with white chalk an says:
Shoot at that, yer yeller-belled
bounders, an be ID to yer!"
ITO be the widow of such gallant
son Of Mars" Billy declared, "s a
greater honor than being the wife Of a
duke. All. Mother" he added with n
note Of genuine gratitude and sin
certify, you've been awfully good to
me. don't know what I'd have done
without YOU" He laid his hand on her
fat arm. Mother, one of these days
I'll get mine. and when do Tn going
to stake you to a nice little pub back
In Bristol"
She smiled at him with motherly
tenderness and shook her head. In a
concrete niche in the mortuary Of the
Catedral de la Vera Cruz the bones
Of her sainted Emery reposed. and
when her hour came she would lie be-
side him.
eyer sweet boy. Willie" she told
him, "an' I'd trust yer for double the
score, s'help me. Ewing knows
'aven't much. but wot ave shares
freely with them likes"
Mother jerks preceded him into the
shady side Of the veranda, where or
dinarily she was wont to breakfast I'm
solitary state. Her table was set for
two this morning. however. Billy
fiipped an adventurous cockroach of
the table and fell to with fine appetite.
He was dallying with special brew
Of coffee, with condensed milk In II,
when the Jamaica negro entered from
the cantina to announce Don Juan
CafeterO with cablegram.
"a cablegram !" Mother jerks cried.
Cords truth! TIL wager the pub it's
for you, Willie. Bob"-turning to the
negro, and addressing him in her own
private brand of Spanish--"give Don
Juan drink, II e 'asn't helped 'imself
while yer back Is turned an bring the
cablegram ere"
Within the minute Bob returned
with long yellow envelope. which he
handed Mother jerks. Without 30
much as a glance at the superscrip-
lion, she handed 1t to Billy Geary, who
tore It open and read:
"Los Angeles, Cal, U. 8. A., August
49, 1913.
Henrietta wilkins. Gale de Con
cordia, No. 10. Buenaventura, So
brante G.. A.