The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-06-28

NOe JSl1f, GuSLI VI SaAG, OF sugar :
that you should melt in a shower,
she rrplied. The last quoted opin-
ion Of the great Augustus had been
that 1T was sure 20 rain, and so this
observation of Miss Bessy was not
SO inappropriate as it may at first
appear. But why should she have
blushed SO and il she had really
intended to tell him he was not Jelly,
why did she not go on AMI say it?
Besides he had not confounded Mr..
Bailey because that authority had
predicted rain, and Miss Bessy knew
SO. She aattered herself that she
had got very cleverly out of a diff
Guilty, and the blush changed TO a
smile, but she had only made bad
wo;ss. To tell man that he viii
not suffer under the rain on a stated
occasion, naturally implies that he
may be subjected to a wetting on
such occasion, and
"Oh, then I'm TO go " said poor
James.
This was a poser. He had not
been invited, and there was a reason
why he could not be. He looked up
from his work with such a happy
smile on his great broad face that
Bessy's heart smote her.
Well, you see, the gentlemen are
mostly friends of Mr.. Bailey. We
invite them, you know, but-you
won t be hurt if I tell you the truth,
James Whimper ?"
Does truth hurt ?"
Sometimes. The fact is, that it
is customary at water picnics for the
gentlemen to provide the boats, and
music and wine, and that costs
money, you know.
"Oh! SO I cannot go because I
have not got money to pay my share,
eh ?"
You would not like to place your
self under an obligation to Mr.. Bal
ley and his friends, 1 suppose ?" she
said with a sneer.
"I wish you would not curl your
lip SO when you speak, Miss Jervoice,
That does hurt, he said, with a low
voice and bended head.
81 beg your pardon"
ooh, never mindl" But suppose, .
he continued gayly, as though a
bright thought had struck him, 81
were to help row one of the boats,
and arrange the dinner and that,
wouldn't they let me Gomez"
"I never saw such man " Bessy
exclaimed, losing all patience. "Have
you no single spark If sell-respect-
no dignity? Oh, how can you be SC
mean-spirited
Work is as good as money any
day." he replied, looking her full il
the face.
Yes, if you go as servant. :"
"You said just now that every one
had to make himself useful at a pic
nic.
cts no use arguing with you
you will not or cannot unde rstand. >
You don't want me to go "
"On the contrary, 1 should like
you to join us if -
off 1 had the money ?"
eff you could go on an equality
with the rest.
DWELL, I've got five pounds. L
that enough p
Five times enough but where
on earth did you get it2"
"S3m sent it in that letter"
"And who is Sam, pray?"
"My chum In Chicago"
"Don't you think it you'll be more
proper to give the money t. youl
ousin who has been liberal to you?
"Oh, I'll pay her some day. Thii
runs first rate now," he said, collect
ing his tools. " Do let me go to The
picnic. Come, now, you help me tC
get an invitation, and I'll make YOU
skirt"
And, If you'll believe me, this MAJ
set to work with the machine he haC
lust set in order, and ran sever
breadths of the blue silk together al
tight as wax and as straight as a rule
without missing q stitch.
AS Bessy made a point Of hi
being invited, and Mr.. Augustus Bal
ley was her humble servant, anC
hoped to be something more, no diff
fculty arose on this point f; but oI
another there was trouble. Som,
cockneys had misbehaved themselve
on the meadows where it was fixeC
that our party should dine ;. and tn
proprietor, hardening his hear
against all picnickers, had refuses
his permission. The outing wa
nearly given up, when it was discoy
cred that mile or two farther OF
there was an estate to let bordering
on the river, and the great Augusta
made it all right with the agent.
The next day poor James Whim
per disappeared before breakfast
and did not retnrn till night.
Where had he been? To London
WHAT for Why, to buy some ne'
clothes, to be sure. Did they thin
he was going to let that skunk %
which term, l am sorry to say, b
permitted himself to designate th
elegant and highly-scented Augustu
BaiIey)-dId they think he was goin
to let that skunk insult him agai
| about his coat?
"I hope you did not think 1 ha
run away again, Cousin Margaret !?
he added, with some anxiety.
There was nothing to find fau
with in his personal appearance o
the morning OF the picnic-dar
| green and black heather mixture sui
tie to match, black felt wide-awak
with a little mallaTd's feather stuc
| Ia the band.
Dear mel" exclaimed Mrs. Je
voice che looks quite handsome
During the embarkation, and IL
row up the river, poor James WhiD
Der's conduct WAS Deculiar. Instea