Judge — December 24, 1910 — page 15: what you’re looking at

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JUDGE Salvage—a Romance of To-day. By JOHN KENDRICK BANGS. . AC ALISTER held the let- ter in his hand for some time, hardly daring to open it, although the special-de- livery stamp in the upper right-hand corner seemed to intimate some urgency. It had been far from pleasant for him the night before to see all the highly cher- ished and romantic edifice of his dreams o. the past year topple down into chaotic ruir. “BAH! BUT THIS ICE-CREAM SUNDEE TASTES FUNNY.” In turning upon him as she did, Marianne seemed in MacAlister’s view to have no justification whatever, and when she had intimated in no uncertain terms that he was rather in love with her fortune than with herself, he winced. Perhaps in the las' analysis this was true, but it hurt him to have the suspicion laid so coldly before him. Assuredly it might be said in his favor that he had not stinted him- ‘ self in expenditures on her account, and, if the truth were told, it would orobably appear that he ad not only spent much or her entertainment, but more than he could afford. Anyhow, when she flung this little sugges- tion at him, he had risen and startedtoretire with all the dignity at his com- mand; and Miss Starbuck, seeing that she had gone too far, endeav- ored to make amends, or at least to recede from an untenable posi- tion. “Perhaps I should not have said that, Arliss,’’ she said, addressing him un- consciously by his first name. ‘‘Your— your proposal has come upon me with such overwhelming suddenness that’’. “My dear Marianne,’’ he observed, with ee a Che aim DON QUIXOTE UP-TO-DATE. Ex-domestic—"* Poor harse! yer job beca’se av th’ autymobile ; SYMPATHY. Oj kaow jist how bad yez feel! Yez hov lost * it's Oi thot 's jist been bounced fer th’ loikes of a vacuum cleaner !'* admirable self-control, ‘‘you have said it whether you ought to have done 80 or not, and for the moment I can’t get the unhappy fact outof my mind. You have wounded me deeply, and the only thing left for me to do at the moment is to leave you. Iam not going away angry, but I think you will be able to see more quickly and more clearly when I am no longer here what an injustice you have done me. Should you desire to see me again, a note addressed to me at the Dabsters’ Club, before five o’clock to-mor- 1, ‘* Squire Sancho, seest thou yon bunch of wronged and beautiful maidens? I will seek out their traducers and avenge their wrongs. —— 4. Cheese it, fair ladies, and wax not wrath- fol. Iam the mighty Don Quixote, the uplifter of the downtrodden, and shall not betray you.- 2 Put me but wise to the guys that have o and betrayed thee, and by the left ear of Most fovely, fair, and beauteous maids ! ressed great Hoax, I will wipe out the false traitors! —— 5. —— Hold, women! Enough. The mighty trath hath just burst in upon me that I am in bac 1— 3. Whisper to me bat the names of the cruel monsters, and by to-morrow’s glorious sun you shall once more be able to kold up your proud and ex- quisite heads among your fellow creatures. —— 6. —— Ab, good Sancho! I have made a griev- ous error. ‘That was a flock of mighty Amazons whom no mortal man can lick in single combat !"*