Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1871-11-04

by good six inches, but can hold i
up, | wonder what makes the thing
! drag on the floor and hang 'rount
ones legs so! Oh!I know, the erin
olinc ought togo under"
For the dignity of manhood" VIZ
arc reluctant to chronicle the fact
that our hero, intent on the tableau1
solitaire, did actually then and there
proceed to the closet. and practically
take down a hoopskirt, which he
solcmnly put on! ....
Jupiter. how comical it feels !" he
circulated, with an amused face
"Why, should not dare togo within
a yard of a vase or statuetto, and
Pm qui,c certain should swamp all
the chairs and tables | cqme near
Bother this trailing muslin-always
in the way"
For Mr.. Ross had unthinkingly
plunged bis masculine boot through
the delicate fabric Of the dress.
Pm not certain but that ! should
make quite a nicc-looking woman,
muscd Kenneth, strutting backwards
and forwards before the mirror, with
his Derby hat balanced daintily, and
the blue muslin revealing about a
foot and halt cfcalf skin boot and
trousers. "On the whole Tomb of
the prophet is that the girls?
Mr.. Ross gaVo blindly desperate
jerk at his sacque, and pull at the
crinOlino, but all in vain.
"Ihe sweet, gay voices, interming-
led here and there with a ringing
laugh, or a snatch Of songs, drew
nearer and nearer.
For an instant, Mr.. Ross wildly
contemplated rush through the hall
to his own door, but a moments re-
llcction convinced him that such a
retreat would be simply impossible.
81 must stay and face it OUT he
thought with q cold pcrspiration
brelking out on his forehead; "but
hold on, there's the closet. It's Just
possible they will only stay here q
minute or two"
And Mr.. Kenneth Ross, totally OBJ
liyious Of the majesty of man, fled
prccipiiately into the closet, tnmbling
over his Crinoline and muslin in a
most disastrous manner, and hope
IcsSly splitting open the seams Of poor
Alicc's sacquG.
Why the deuce didn't think to
secure the key ? he thought, rs the
girls stleamCd into the room. "IIoW.
ever, | can hold tight on to the door
handle if any one attemI is to get in.
If-by Joyc--ifthe girls should see
me in this RIG, shouIdneycr hear the
last oft. don't see, either, why I'm
obliged to play the cavcs-dropper,
against my will"
lie leaned up against the shelves
and hreathlessly waited the progress
of events.
"Why, calculated n soft voice
Rosa'r own-"whcre's my Derby :
Was ! careless enough 10 lca@c it
down stairs Flora, you have hidden
it."
q wonder whntyou'll accuse me
of ncNb' said Flora, i'll an injured
voice.
"lou told Mr.. Ross that cousin
Siulon's letter was TOTO"
"Your sweetheart Well, he ought
TO be, I'm sure. Mr.. Simon Montrose
Is the hantsomcSt young man ]
know"
con, Flora, he don't compare with
Mr. Roes.'
wB0sa Fernall be honest, said Flora,
speaking indistinctly, with two or
three hair-pius in her cherry month ;
which do YOU like best, cousin Ken,
or Simon Mouuose?
"Ftora,"
"Tcll me, now, houestly.
The answer came in low, half in
audible voice--
"kCnneth.
The heart under Alice's sacoue gave
4 great Joyous leap.
Mr.. Kenneth Ross head came in
contact with something on the upper
shelf, and down came a rain of band
boxes on his OCciput.
There was an instant lc-lilicd 81
lcncc, and then all the girl' began to
scream III chorus,
Mercy y calculated Alice, What
is it,
GLOW silly VIC all are said Rosa
trcmulously, it is only the cat
"Asif a cat could make such a
noise as that sobbed Flora. "Call
Uncle John-bring a revolver" !"
Alice, do look and sec what it is.
"No, you look, " faltered Alice, re-
,reating behind the bureau,
"I'1 look myself" said Rosa Fern
all, braycly advancing to the res
sue.
But when the door handlo refused
to turn even she blanchoG.
"oome one is holding the door III
tide, CNll the men,
"Therc is no necessity" 4uoth
voice from behind the panels,
Aud the next moment tho close
door aew open, disclosing . tall form
| in blue muslin and crino6nc, and
coun,enancG whose utter slleepish
ness can never bo described,
"tousin Ken" shrieked Flora.
"Mr. Ross faltered Miss nernall
"Why, it can't be possible" Cj u
lated Alice.
And then the three girls clung (,
each other in irreprcssiblo paroxysm
| of laughter.
"ThG fact is, ladies'" commerce,
Kenneth, confuscdly, "L--won't som
one help me of with this mouSc-traI
of a hoop-skit? Miss Alice, I'm YER
sorry I've split your sacque open, bu
we'll, if you don't stop laughing,
can't explain that'sthe long and th
short of it,
! Bat Rosa Fernall had stopred laugh
ing already, and the pink Of he
4 checks was deepening into scarlet,
! SIZE had Just remembered the word
careIcssly spoken in that very room
not five minutes ago.
In an iucXplicably short space {
time Mr., Ross had torn of his fenii
nine adornmcn and fled ignoml
iously, followed by the peals o
laughter Of his cousin ana Aiic,
! Aymcr. ..., ..
Rosa-strGugc little piece oEcontra
diction=-had began TO cry. .t...
"Poorlittlc thing, she's hystGrical,
NJ H.. I,1 s,st amman