The Kendrick gazette. [volume] (Kendrick, Idaho) 1892-1968, 1922-03-31

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was in the palace when Sarros at
tackled it; she perished there"
II believe I ave got slight recol-
lection O. the nipper. SIR" Mother
jerks answered cautiously. To herself
she said: II sly, 'Enrietta, 'ere's a
pretty 60. e don't know the lamb is
livin' an in the next room My word,
wot riot wen e meets err
II will see you again, Mrs jerks.
must have long talk with you" Ri
cardo told her., and passed on into the
palace; whereupon Mother jerks once
more fervently implored the Almighty
to strike her pink, and the iron re-
straint of long, hard, exciting day be-
ing relaxed at last, :. the good soul
bowed her gray head in her arms and
wept. moving her body from side to
side the while and demanding, Of no
one in particular, single legitimate
reason why she, blooming old bag
gage and not fit to live, should be the
recipient of such manifold blessings
as this day had brought forth.
In the meantime Ricardo. with his
hand on the knob of the door leading
to the room where Webster was having
his wounds dressed. paused suddenly.
his attention caught by the sound of
sob, long-drawn and inexpressibly pa
thetic. He listened and made up his
mind that a woman in the room across
the entrance hall was bewailing the
death of a loved one who answered to
the name of Caliph and John, darling.
Further eavesdropping convinced him
that Caliph. John, darling, and Mr..
John Stuart Webster were one and the
same person, and so he tilted his head
on one side like cock robin and con-
sidered
"By jingo that's most interesting"
he decided. 1.-The wounded hero has
a sweetheart or wife-and an Amer
lean. too. She must be recent ac-
QUESTION. because all the time we were
together on the steamer coming down
here he never spoke Of either. despite
the fact that we got friendly enough
for such condolences. Something fun
ny about this. I'd better sound the old
boy before I start passing out words
of comfort to that unhappy female"
He passed on into the room. J0hn
Stuart Webster had, by this time, been
washed and bandaged, and one of the
Sarros servants (for the ex-dictator's
retinue still occupied the palace) had,
at DR.. Pacheco's command, prepared
guest chamber upstairs and furnished
a night gown of ample proportions to
cover Mr.. Webster's bebandaged but
otherwise naked person. stretcher
had just arrived, aud the wounded man
was about to be carried upstairs. The
late financial hacker IF the revolution
was looking very pale and dispirited;
for once in his life his whimsical, ban
tering nature was subdued. His eyes
were closed, and he did not open them
when Ricardo entered
"Well, have Sarros," the latter de-
clared.
Webster paid not the slightest atten-
ton to this announcement Ricardo
bent over him. Jack, old boy" he
queried, do you know a person Of
feminine persuasion who calls you Ca
liph?"
John Stuart Webster's eyes and
mouth few wide open. what the
devil !" he tried to roar. you haven't
been speaking to her. have you? II
you have. I'll never forgive you, be-
cause you've spoiled my little. surprise
party"
mo. haven't been speaking to her,
but she's in the next room crying ft
to break her heart because she thinks
you've been killed"
"You scoundrel! Aren't you human?
Go tell her it's only couple Of pune
lures. not blowout" He sighed.
isn't It sweet Of her to weep over an
old hunks like mew he added softly.
"Bless her tender hearth"
"Who is she?" Ricardo was very
curious.
THAT'S none Of your business. You
wait and I'll tell you. She's the guest
[ told yor was going to bring to din
no.. and that's enough for you to know
'f.r tie present. Vaya. you idiot, and
e.. hrr in here so i can assure her