'Far'well, vain world, I'm goin' home,' says the lady; 'which I prefers death to sep'ration, an' I'm out to jine my beloved husband in the promised land.' I knows, for I attends the fooneral of that family--said fooneral is a double-header as the lady, bein' prompt, trails out after her husband before ever he's pitched his first camp--an' later assists old Chandler in deevisin' a epitaph, the same occurrin' in these yere familiar words: "She sort o got the drop on him, In the dooel of earthly love; Let's hope he gets an even break When they meets in heaven above." "'Thar,' concloods Dan, 'is what I regyards as a parallel experience to this Tom an' Jerry.

The lady plays Jerry's system from soda to hock, an' yet you-all can see in the lights of that thar sooicide how deep she loves him.' "'That's all humbug, Dan,' says Enright; 'the lady you relates of isn't lovin'.

She's only locoed that a-way.' "'Whyever if she's locoed, then,' argues Dan, 'don't they up an' hive her in one of their madhouse camps?
She goes chargin' about as free an' fearless as a cyclone.' "'All the same,' says Texas Thompson, 'her cashin' in don't prove no lovin' heart.

Mebby she does it so's to chase him up an' continyoo onbroken them hectorin's of her's.

I could onfold a fact or two about that wife of mine who cuts out the divorce from me in Laredo that would lead you to concloosions sim'lar.