The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1873-10-18
KITTY BLACK
Ca sos.nCn Con Amose

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the purpose of ensconsing myself behind a
white tie, and of encasing myself in those
stereotyped sable garments which cry,
Open sesame" at the PORTALS of society,
My friends, the Wilkins, were indulging
In a fit of insanity, and the attack, which
in the commencement promised to be of a
somewhat mild form, gradually assumed
graver symptoms, until it eliminated in a
tremendous bari Vainly pleaded a ne
cessity for reading up a case with which
the eminent firm of Sozer & Bulsome had
entrusted me. lie didn't or rather he
couldn't see it. and with a sence of bitter
injury at my heart | pulled myself to-
gether, dressed hurriedly, and arrived at
Harley street in a humor the very reverse
of amiable, and with the full determination
of merely showing myself to Mrs. Wilkin
mblblng glass or perhaps two of sherry
and getting back to resume the perusal of a
novel.
Lhona0ae propose.
The gas had not, as yet, been well
turned on, so my ascent to the drawing
rooms was no very difficult task Upon
the lobby Mrs, Wilkin was standing be-
hind huge bouquet which commended
the staircase like a great floral gun and
Wilkin was prowling in the immediate Vi
cinity, with the air of a man who had sue
ceeded in losing halt sovereign, and was
engaged in looking for it as hough he
wanted it very badly indeed
All, Mr. Brookley, I'm SO glad that
you have come. Freddy told me you w, re
doubtful-all clever men are, but you know
| always believe in you, and | look to vouy
aid to make this little affair 60 off WE'LL
lgIeaned in spirit. This meant stopping
until the candles were snuffed out-unti
the tallow faced green grocers were paid off
until the mllkmen arrived at the area
ratings, and until | should be gibed by dis
appointed cabbies as the cove who was
a playin' the pianner."
by the way, Brookley, there's little
Irish girl stopping here, a Miss Blake.
Come, and III Introduce you as a friend of
mlne," observed NilHin, dragging me bon
gre, mat gre, towards mass Of tulle illusion
surmounted by bunch of white flowers.
Now my Irish girls whom | had hitherto
been fortunate enough to meet had, some
how or other. been always too much for
me. 1t was blaze, they were saucy. If
mas degdge, they were sentimental If !
was learned, they were blissfully and
gushingly Ignorant. / had been invariably
folled, and my most skilful fencing went for
nothing. | had not been able to score a
palpabie hit under any circumstances
whatsoever.
l held back much after the fashion of a
dog being led to corporeal punishment
through the medium of a collar and a strinn
bowed grim, ungainly bow, and pro-
ceeded TO fiddle with the buttons of a pair
OF solled, buggy gloves, and to glare in every
direction save that supposed to be occupied
by Mrs. Wilkins Hibernian guest.
AT this Juncture an attenuated, waxen-
looking, nalf fed artist, hung in chains, and
clad In garments shining with grease and
threadbare from age, proceeded to pound
away on the piano, aided and abetted by a
budgy man, who appeared to be blowing
his whole person into battered cornopean,
and another consplratOr, who DISCHARGED
his duties to society and to Wiikin by dole
fully scraping upon violoncello
" This is our quadrllle," exclaimed a
very sweet voice at my elbow, with just a
touch OF the brogue pervading it like a
perfume, and soft little hand placed
itself confidingly on my arm. | had not
asked her to dmce-she had evidently talk
en- it for granted,
Would | say that | never danced that I
had sprained my foot ? or invent some pat
ent and plausible excuse.
No, IL would not be fair to mine host
.ess so | sullenly resigned myself to nv
fate
This is my first visit to London y
chirped Miss Blake.
"Oh, indced.p
g live in the wids of Connemara -
wish you were there just now. was
my inner thought.
. 1t is the widest spot on the face of the
earth, and the loveliest-but won't Won Sc.
cure a Uis-d-yis ~
compounded with pink faced youth,
who was III the talons of tall, lean. yul.
ture-Ilke woman, to face me in the forth
coming melancholy ceremony, and to as
slst IN carrying out its sad solemnities in all
the funeral details.
Have you ever visited Ireland. Mr..
Brookley % asked Miss Blake, at the con.
clusion Of the first figure.
= should think not lrela9d is a
wretched mistake
lhe moment the words escaped nv Inns
L would have parted with a good deal of
ready money to have been enabled tn draw
them back again. They were childish.
rude, ungentlemanlike, and | turned to apOl
ogize.
he hot flush was upon her cheek, the
little hands were clenched until the gloves
threatened to burst up, and her flashing
eyes met mine as she holly retorted:
on must be an English boor to saw
So" soy
The pas seW commenced, and, to use a
stage phrase, Miss Blake went on y
What a charming figure What an ele-
Saut turn of the head, What gracn in
every movement
L mad committed thrice accused mis-
take, and felt ii. She went through the
en- ire figure alone. She would not deign
10 take-to touch my outstretched hand. I
had no words at will to cudgel into a pro-
per form of apology, and was hewidered
BY her beauty
Lovely blue eyes, with sweeping blue
black lashes; dainty little nose. with a
'osebud mouth, and teeth like mutfied
diamonds; radiant brown hair in massive
plaits-and her expression
Ay de mi 4ihamd,
we did not speak during the ouadrille.
The pnk-faced youth -confound his hmm
ience-struck up an mountaineering with
Ter, and treated the yulture woman badly.
feit inclined to hurl him at his partner.
mpale him upon her nose, and rush fran
lcally from the house. The charming dis
lam with which | was treated by Miss
6lake rendered me more miserable. and it
Vas only when the laws of society COM
Yelled her, on the conclusion of the dance. |
take my arm, in order to be conducted |
the place from whence she came. that
ventured to explain:
L implore of you to forgive me. | did |
ot know what | was saying am worse
han bore. Hear me for one moment - |
nd in few eager words | honestly reveal