“The congregation will now take its seats in the sanctooary,” remarked Enright, “an' play will be re-soomed. Tutt, two of you-alls carry Texas over to the hotel, an' fix him up all right. Yereafter, I'll visit him an' p'int out his errors. This shows concloosive that Short Creek Dave is licensed from Above to pray any gait for whoever he deems meet, an' I'm mighty pleased it occurs. It's shore goin' to promote confidence in Dave's ministrations.”
The concourse was duly in its seats when Short Creek Dave again reached the pulpit.
“I will now resoome my intercessions for our onfortunate brother, Texas Thompson,” said Short Creek Dave.
“I know'd he would,” commented Dan Boggs, as twenty dollars came over addressed by the wounded Thompson to the contribution box. “Texas Thompson is one of the reasonablest sports in Wolfville. Also you can bet! relig'ous trooths allers assert themse'ves.”
CRIME THAT FAILED
(Annals of the Bend)
Say! Matches,” said Chucky, removing his nose from his glass, “youse remember d' Jersey Bank? I means d' time youse has to go to cover an 'd' whole mob is pinched in d' hole. Tell us d' story; it's dead int'restin'.”
This last was to me in a husky whisper.