The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1869-02-27

ing his blood-horses down the crowd
thoroughfare, felt the thorough enjo
ment of living that makes lits the swee
- est of all lpSuries.
"Hallow.
He reined up with an abrupfness th
, brought the smoking gahorses on the
, launches.
"Grant Wyman! old fellow! con
for drive! It's the luckiest thing th
IL I happened to meet you!'
The pale, worn-looking soung maj
carryingoa bundle under his arm, stol
ped-the hectic glow mounted to h
cheek.
"Mr. St. John -
Poor fellow! how keenly he felt hi
own shabbiness at that moment, as tn
dashing young Southerner leaned fror
his stylish turnout, with cNrdial extend
cd hand.
"Come-in with you, and we'll tax
turn or two in the Park p
Il cannot, Talbot-my time is no
my own"
'Not your own? what do you mean .
| Perhaps you have forgotten-per
haps'you have not heard" said Wyman
speaking hurriedly and confused, tha
we are very much reduced. IL am I
clerk in trimming store, at ten dollar!
a week"
"The deuce you are? and what
then e.
"You never were worldly, Talbot
said the young man, smiling sadly
"you don't argue like the rest of the
| world that our social Disparity"
"Social hvmbug!" e ejaculated Talbot,
impatiently jerking the rein. Jump in,
Grant-my horses won't stand"'
1t is quite impossible, Talbot; my
employer"
You're as pale as sheet-blanched
just like stick Of celery. Where is
your place :"
Wyman felt himself c,imsoning again
as he named an obscure street where
"cheap goods" were sold at cheap rates.
"We'lI drive there"
Grant Wyman found himself, he
scarce knew how, costly established
among the red velvet cushions by his
friends side, while St. John called out
to the ousted servant to meet them at
the address his friend had so reluctantly
named. johnson stared superciliously.
"Wey, if | aint hevery bit as good as
a shop-bo " he muttered between his
teeth. But Mr.. St. John was always
hodder than Dicks 'atband! -
'What are you going to do with me,
Talbot ?" asked Wyman, as his friend
drew up in front of the tawdrily dressed
windows Of the second-rate trimming
store.
"I'm going to send you to the Park
for q drive-you look as if you were in
the first stages of galloping consump-
ton"
Wyman smiled sadly.
"You are very kind, bat it's quite i'm
possible, Talbot
Yet St. John knew from the very
tones Of his voice how the poor young |
man yearned after that forbidden draught |
If sunshine, and exhilarating air, and
delicious arowy motion. He made no
answer, but threw the reins to johnson
md walked boldly into the store.
"Quits out of the question, sir
luite," said the hook-nosed proprietor of
,oor Grant Wyman's time. "Couldn't
pare one Of our young men, not it
Queen Victory was to come here after
limits entirely against the rules
Talbot St. John spoke to him in a
ow voice. The hot-blooded young
'outherner was accustomed to having
lis own way-and intended to make no
xception In this instance. And the
face Frightened in CLEAN of
olden reasons
:" Certainly, sir-by all means. If
fr. Wyman wishes to be absent an
our or two
"Hold your toDgue!" interrupted St.
ohm, stormily. "Wyman must know
othing of our little business transac- .
on. I shall take his place behind your
ountsr, if you please % ,
"The hook.nos man of ribbons bow {
d aud rubbed his hands fawningly.
irant Wyman could scarcely believe i
is own eyes when he saw a young fel-
wv OF SIX feet two standing behind the t
ounter, as calmly complacent as if his ,
hole lite had been spent among tape,
bbons' and hooks and eyes! e
The next moment johnson was driy-
Ig him away from the door with flut-
r Of fur robes and Ginning of bells and
ringing of horses that made him al v
ost fancy himself among the delusive y
adowings of d delightful! dream. s
And how Jared Talbot St. John
Pretty well, considering" as the ladies'
y. Fortunately, it was early in the O
y, and beyond a few bargains in black Il
MS, stay-laces and perfumed soaps, he t,
ID very little to do. .~ .. a