The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1873-10-01


to await our tates. Fortunately,
it is not leap year, and they can
not marry US -
81 am sorry wo broilod the duck
tonight" said Harry, with q. .por-
turbod countennnco.
1t is not likely wo can shoot
any venison at such short notice,
and"-
Royal laughed.
"Now you arc just like q coun-
try housewife" said he--"a mas.
culine Martha DO not fret; it
will all BIO right, if they come.''
"Thoy will" ~
atIm not so suro of that. say
boyl" to tho messenger---"g Q t
homo with yourself and keep dark.
Dozyou hear? ?" ~
Tho boy disappeared with
prctornaturally knowing wink and
once more tho friends woro loft to
themselves.
"That isn't tho worst ofit," said
Harry, gloomily-"my trousers |"
What about your trousers 2"
HtDon't you remember the day
you lost the spool Of Black silk?
How could | mcnd'om?"
FOh, pshawl don't be an idiot!
1t is only little zigzag tcar that
don't hurt any ono. Pin it up"
"Yes and sit down on tho pins,
tho first timo you happen to for
got! You would not talk SO if il
was your trousers, old fellow /" re-
torted Daylcsford, with IN injured
air. "Woll, what arc you going to
do about it p
"Do! They must De mondod -
How can | receive lady oompa.
ny-I will wager my diamond
studs that Beatrice Millington is
one-in such a state Of tatter2
Como Roy, don't desort a friond
in such a pinch rs this !"
"Speak on, Damon, Pythias will
obey!" criod Murray, theatrically.
"Then tako tho coniounded things
down TO the hotel and got Pucll's
mother to mond them Tonight
will 60 to bed curly"
Call right-thats oasily done.
Aud 1 may as we'll bring up a doz-
on oggs to make IN omeletto, or a
box Of sardines, or some such pro-
visions in case Of siogo, at the same
time"
Thus the momontus questions
was settled.
Harry Daylosford went conton-
tedly TO bed on II rude camp couch,
with II shawl for q pillow and q
travelling rug for blanket, and
Royal Murray set out by moon
light on tho errand, which was
more oxigent than romantic, with
his friends damaged garm n t
neatly rolled up undor his arm,
whilo tho music Of cataracts and
tho warble Of solitary whip poor
will accompanied him on his way
down tho vale. .,.
"Jolly sentimental thisl" he
said to himsolf, as ho scrambled
over an ancient stone wall. III say,
suppose I should loso Halls trous.
ers I? That 10 something that will
not boar thinking OFF, -
The parlors of tho littlo road
side inn were brilliantly lighted,
but Mr.. Murray avoided their Vi
cinage with strategy worthy of.
soldior, and crept up to tho win
dow Of the black kitchen, which
was wide open to admit tho soft
summer dir and dimly revealed the
outline of a feminine face and fig.
ure to its halt lighted dusk.
II say, Mrs. Barron" ho began
in an insinuating whisper, "will
you do mo favor? just patch up
these trousers q bit. We arc OK
pecting company up on tho noun
tain tomorrow, and Daylesford
like tho young lady in tho poem
--ho is got nothing to wear. I'll
smoke q cigar whilo You do it,"
And thns speaking, he vanished
into the soft SHIN mer Of the moon
light among tho hazel copico.
= X ,..* t*
"Lulu / I say, Lu!"
"Woll, what now?" said lulu
Daylosford who was standing be-
fore sovon"by.nino mirrorin the
best bedroom Of the. inn. "Did
you got the croam for my poor
sun-burned skin, down in tho
Kitchen ?"
"Yes2 and l got something
else. 500 hero !"
"My goodness gracious !" cried
Miss Lulu, starting back. otis a
pair of trousers Why Beatrice,
where on earth" .v
"Hush--sh I" said Beatrice Mil
lington, holding up o roguish fin.
gor. "They are Harry'sI My
dear, they have walked right into
our trap. TO think Of all thoir
vainglorious boasts that we
couldn't discover their lurking
place Got mo noodlo, sLulu and
somo brown sowipg.silk, woll
waxed--quick He is coming back
after thom directly"
"What Harry? Wrapped ia q
Highland blanket, like Rob Roy
In the play ?"