The Independence Day Horror at KillsburyCoolidge, Asenath Carver
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The Independence Day Horror at Killsbury
Coolidge, Asenath Carver
Children -- Death -- Fiction; Didactic fiction; Fireworks -- Fiction; Fourth of July -- Fiction
"Then I believe you women will have to do it," laughed the President. "The
law isn't premature enough. However if you fail I will study it up and see
what it will do. I think the way is being prepared on the banks of the
Hudson, by the Yale graduate who is dying at the house of a millionaire,
from an injury received by a flying rocket."
CHAPTER XV.
THE KILLSBURY WOMEN ARREST THEMSELVES.
On the fifteenth of July Schwarmer came as he was expected to do; for
besides being a blunt man, he was known to be one who rarely broke his
promise. He arrived on the morning train and in the afternoon while he was
sitting in his beautiful office with the Golden Rule President on one side
of him and Lawyer Rattlinger on the other, the door opened suddenly and
disclosed a very pretty sight--namely a procession of ladies tastefully
hatted and gowned. The ribbons which were fastened daintily on their
shoulders fluttered like wings in the strong breeze caused by the opening
of the door.
He had been informed that a delegation of ladies would do themselves the
honor of calling upon him to ask a favor, the nature of which was not
apparent, so he arose to his feet at once, with his broad smile and blunt
speech.
"Bless you ladies! Really ladies! This is a great and unexpected surprise.
A truly great and truly happy one. Bless you all. How lovely you look.
You do me proud, most assuredly you do. Ask me any faver you choose. I
almost know what it will be before you open your pretty lips--pardon or
excuses for your husbands or sons for the destruction of my property.
Ladies are always doing something of that kind, God bless them! I feel
like accepting even before you ask me to, most assuredly I do. I know it
wasn't your fault. I know ladies don't approve of such violent doings or
go into them, unless dragged in by their husbands or sweethearts. I
understand that. I shouldn't be my mother's son if I didn't, ladies. You
may make your requests without fear or trembling. I am blunt in my speech
but I trust my treatment of ladies is exactly the reverse."
The lawyer winked at the President as much as to say that exactly the
reverse of blunt would be sharp; but his wife was among the crowd and as
she was a lady who laughed easily he felt obliged to keep his countenance
of the usual length.
"The ladies, God bless them," Schwarmer continued in his closing
peroration. "They are all angels--all except those that are very strongly
tempted to be the reverse."
The President's wife laughed this time in spite of her husband's long
drawn face. Several others caught the infection. No knowing where it would
have ended had not Mr. Schwarmer sat down suddenly. They knew that their
time had come and the thought sobered them.
Mrs. Muelenberg was the first to speak. She said:
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