The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1870-07-21
From the Waverly Magazine.
HOW TO FLIR T
"What signifies the life Of man
An 'twere ma for the lasses, oh "

the most intolerable! You may roast a man
over slow fire. or plunge him in river on
cold December night, and leave him there to
freeze-but they're nothing, absolutely nothing,
to being forced passively to look on younger
blades going off with some sweet fairy to
sleighing party, picnic, moonlight sail upon
the water, or any one of the score OF expenses
one has for making love, while you are below,
ing like bull of Bashaw, with the gout and
drinking barley water as penance tor your
SINS. But, thank our stars we've not got quite
to that. .
Flirting. sirs. is the amusement for man of
taste: not quite heartless, reckless, everlasting
flirting, but that preparatory play before mar,
riage it reminds you of the savory smells OF
yiands before dinner, or the wheeling OF an ca,
gle before he darts on his prey. love to stand
in ball room and see such flirting going on,
especially when both are adopts; and the keen
est observer and most consummate actor is sure
to win. Do you doubt it, you heather? :? then
Let me tell you story that will convert you
long before we get ready to rise from nectar
such as this.
NV friend, Harry vavasour, was man of
million. Besides being decidedly good-look,-
ing fellow, he was lawyer of high talent, and
versatile at that His accomplishments were
almost as numerous as the thousand and one
NIGHTS of the Arabian tales. He sang, played,
painted, moulded busts and had an enthusiasm
that burnt like the undying naphtha- lie
could write poetry, and grand stuff it was had,
as SCOTS humble friend said, '.an awful knowl-
edge of history" dabbled in bellies lettreS until
his criticisms were sought for as OF value; ana
could talk German, French, Italian, and, tor
all know, Hebrew, Syriac and Chaldee, AT
q dinner party his jokes were always the pest ;
and in ballroom few could rival him II he
chose to exert himself There's no greater mis-
take in the world, let me tell you, than to think
a man of sense cannot be courtier.
But with all these advantages, Harry had one
draw back-and that worse than the seven
plaques of Egypt-he was poor! Now to be
Door in this country is like being galley slave
in France. 1t is les majeste-the highest crime
known to the laws In Boston mans talents
can do much, and in Philadelphia his birth can
do more, but in New York, and throughout the
country generally, money is the Alladin's lamp
sor us.
Harry Vavasour was twenty-five before he
&ell in love; for young lawyers who, in more
senses than one, know less practically than
theoretically of their profession, usually have
enough to do to keep off duns ard blue devils,
without thinking of matrimony. But he had
not been idle and practced love-making on
more than one saucy vixen. both to punish her
for fickleness to others and to keep his own
hand in All this time, however, he was walt
ing for the right one to come along for there's
a destiny in these matters; and believe with
the old PIatonist, that the souls are separated
in the far recesses Of eternity, and that each
meets its companion and Is reunited to her on
earth
At length Harry met the fated one; and an
angel She was. too, with eyes brighter than dew
drops on the grass, and voice like the ringing
of rain in wood. She seemed to float when
she walked, as Cicre in one of Flaxamans
glorious illustrations s-by-the-by, Flaxaman was
a far greater man than Canova. But enough of
this, for I've no taste for love-sick pictures,
and leave those things to old maids, school
BOYS, and bread-and- butter misses. l must not,
however, forget one quality she had, and that
was fortune. She was in every respect suited
for Harry for as it takes oxygen and hydrogen
to make water, so if one of a couple is poor the
other, egad, ought to be rich. Harry, however,
determined to win her before he knew this, and
trust to luck for a maintenance.
There was only one thing in his way-Miss
Balfaur was firt, and a desperate one But
then she couldn't help it. 1t was all because
her name was Kate. never knew girl OF
that name who wasn't coquette; and l would
recommend it to the serious attention OF the
clergy, whether they ought to baptize children
with such a fatal cognomen. / don't object to
q firt of certain kind-every man to his taste,
YOU know, and Kate was splendid creature.
Yet it was not every one who could tell the Sc
c,et of her charms, but knowing ones-like you
and me, Oliver, see these things as readily as
La Place saw the rebuke in the heavens. She
had heard of Harry often before, and had re-
solved to conquer this unconqucrabe one; and,
to tell the truth, Harry had come to the same
conclusion in regard to her. Now, to my mind,
as a cycloid, though not the shortest line be-
tween any two given points, is the one in which
objects move the fastest, so a Irritation OF this
description is the most rapid road to love. And
thus it happened now.
1t was at party they first met, and as she
was the belle of the evening, and Harry the
most desirable of the beaux, what wonder that
she should wish to win him to her side! He
appeared at first to yield to her charms, for sit
ting down beside her, she seemed deeply inter
ested in a conversation which was maintained
by both with equal brilliancy, but which he
brought to sudden close on finding how large
their audience had grown Then he rose to
offer seat to an elderly lady, and with gay
remark to one, and bright sally to another, he
had glided away before Kate we'll knew how
it was done, and was chatting with rival
belle in another department. No wonder Kate
was piqued. She determined, you may well
suppose, to have her revenge.
But Harry was not to be caught OFF his guard.
He knew-the rascal the mercy he had to
expect, and so was cautious. When crowd
pressed her to sing, he was accidcntly convers-
ing with another lady in different parlor;
when they danced he was at the side of a rival
belle whom it was therefore natural for him to
lead out and when Kate in the coquette quad
rille, would have nirted him, he foresaw it in
the wicked glance of her eye And thus he
kept it up throughout the evening, though
while before they parted he joined her, as if by
accident, and made a partial amende for his in
difference, just enough egad to keep her in
good humor without altogether removing her
pique. He knew then that she would 60 home
and think of him.
They met again, and again, and each time
Kate grew more interested in Harry for he