New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1871-03-12
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Dick Pullman was dreaming u MAKING
some wonderful discovery in chemistry; he
had already evolved curious SAT- OF no use
to any one. Katey Bulliman was busy with
her school, and with making her mother
comfortable; and l was dreaming ONO
matter: not even the Downy ones Of Boxley
shall know.
One iay not far from Christmas-sO said
MANY of us !-when matters were proceed
ing in this pastoral manner, Jack Romilly
came in, silent and depressed. He gave
Gyp cuff because the poor animal tawned
on him, threw the Saturday Recie,o to the
end of the room and threw himself on the
sofa,
whats the matter, jack" asked.
Jack grOaned plaintively.
'.Is it SO bad as that q
"Worsew he said; .as bad as bad can be.
My dear boy, never place your heart, as l
have done, upon so frail a thing as woman"
Jack" said /, "dOn't he foolish"
II may he foolish" said he, bitterly,
"when Lucy is false"
"Pshaw, my dear fellow; you will be
angry with yourself for saying SO. What
do you mean"
In answer to this Jack took out his watch,
sighed heavily, and told me that in II few
minutes we would be able to see.
AT four o'clock every other afternoon
that false girl" he said, ''goes counting,
absolutely counting, Dick Buliman:
Lucy was tavorite Of mine. and l would
not hear her abused. l told Jack so; and
he, soberly sad and full of argument-so
certain was he that he was right-heard all
l said with calmness, and again drew ont
his watch.
..Now :" he cried-..nOw's the time Come
up into my bedroom-we shall not be OBJ
served there-and from the window we can
observe Bulliman's garden.
At four o'clock precisely Miss Lucy Spot
forth opened Bullimans front gate, walked
through the neat little fOrecourt they digni
fed by the name Of garden, and we heard
Jack heard as ii it were the crack OF doom
her neat little aristOcI attic double-knOck on
Bulliman's front door,
Jacks nature was, as Lucy had assured
me-fOr was in confidence with the two.
large one don't like large natures, if
they are anything like Jacks. l have been
assured that Lord Byron's was large ma
ture; and have to",d, as rule, that these
large natures are generally of "a poetic,
tumultuOus, greedy, ambitious, not to say
selfish kind; and that the poor and wretched
small natures are expected to do all the
kind work and selfsacritice.
Jack. therefore, directly he saw Lucy.
and heard that knock, turned sort OF
green: and treating me as an extempore
Iago, Kissed, literally hisscd-the heroics of
the stage being but faint copies OF the ex-
aggeratcd passions Of these large natures
what does she do Mt Bulliman's! She,
who is above them in rank and social posi-
ton. What does she do"
IN. b. may here remark that the Downy
ones of Boxley who live on their means
never visit another Downy one who is in
trade, or even a professions: and that the
old church at Boxley is carefully divided
into first, second, and third class pews-sO
aristOcratic are we.
'.Do" l cried. "You great muff, You
Miss Bullimant'
Does she.' sneered Jack. 'Mutf as l
am. l know that Lucy could beat Miss Bull
man all to shivers ut music. Take lessons
in organic chemistry. you mean. Come
along. I'll settle this.
Don't go, jack cried: you will re-
pent it. You do not know these people
I" Beg pardon. l do. l have been intro
duced to them but have been making in
quiries-'
Dash your Inquiries jerked in.
land nv opinion is made up. | have
learned all about it. She has visited this
house for fortnight thus; and has never
told me -
This staggered me- Well, Dick Bullman
was clever, good fellow. Had Lucy got
tired OF her great nature!
~ Come on again Crlcu JACK.
And pushing me down stairs. he seized his
hat put mine on-a modest billvcock. use
full in the cOuntry-and We went down stairs
quick foot rs they say in the country across
the water
Down stairs we went on tiptoe. Why on
tiptoe l don't know but we were excited
and histrionic. In we sneaked. also on tip
toe. into Bulliman's garden. and were guilty
being great natures, and histrionic also
of the objectionable meanness-so often
seen on the stage-of crouching TO listen
adorned the garden, and OF looking through
the window.
Boxley Down is a quiet place; and whether
our ears were sharper than usual. or the
slvery tones Of Lucys resonant voice
pierced further than usual can not say:
but there we saw Miss .Bulliman, in a hat,
standing up and looking down on Lucy.
who, with her hat off, was sitting down; and
We heard the latter say
''He has sent me a cruel letter. my dear
a very cruel letter. and | aIn afraid | must
not come here again.
Jack gave ME a cruel drive with his
elbow-such cruel drive as do not want
again to have just below my false ribs: and
then he again hissed-
IT'S my letter! l will unmask the
hypocrite! Come ON
1 was dragged forward-how hardly
know: but | soon found myself opposite
Lucy and Miss Bulliman and heard Jack S
resOlute and certainly offensive tones.
II know all, Miss Spotforth. l have
heard what you have said; l have my wit
ness here He three back his great hand
in his eagerness, and knocked my billycock
down with crash-I had taken it Oft po-
litely to Miss Bulliman. whom rather adj
nlircd-and he said, fixing his large. fierce
eyes upon pretty Miss Lucy have done
with you forever"
HereupOn Lucy, who was but young and
very much in love, gave great scream, and
went off, Miss Bulliman went off too,
but not in dead faint; called Jack Romiily
a coward, and sang ont for her brother Dick.
In came Dick, and his mother, too; and.
without any words, soon by vinegar and
smelling salts-Dick's chemicals we're al
ways preferred at Bullman's as being so
powerful-brought her to. Meanwhile |
and Jack Romilly stood like two guilty and
intruding fools; Jack sutfering-as he after
ward cOnfessed-the torments OF q place of
which he has, am sure, no experience, at
witnessing the tender deXterity Of Dick
pullman and the fainting of Lucy. When
the young lady was well recovered, Jack
and for l had to follow that great
natures lead-"thought that we had better
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"No-don't." cried Katey Bulliman 1--WE
must settle accounts with you gentlemen.
Dick, stop them"
my good Katey," said Dick, shutting the
door, Il dare say that they won't go.
What's the row"!''
Can you fight, sir ~ said Jack, with the
greatest amount of bitterness. you are a
| man of peace"
I'm man Of science, said Dick, slowly;