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

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tonight" said Harry, with q, por-
turbed countennnco.
1t is not likely wo can shoot
any venison ut such short notice,
and"--
Royal laughed.
"Now you arc just like q coun-
try housewife" "fsaid he-~-''a mas
culine Martha! DO not fret it
will all besright, if they come.''
"Thoy will" ."-
HPm not so sure Of that. l say
boyW to the messenger--"g 9 T.
home with yourself, and keep dark.
Do&you hear ?" t.#
Tho boy disappeared with a
preternaturally knowing wink, and
once more the friends were loft to
themselves.
"That isn't tho worst ofit," said
Harry, gloomily--"my trousers p
What about your trousers ?'
"Don't you remember the day
you lost the spool Of black silk /?
How could l mond'em?"
rOh, pshaw don't be an idiot!
1t is onl y II little zigzag tear that
don't hurt any one. Pin it up"
"Yes and sit down on tho pins,
tho first timo you happon to for
got You would not talk so if it
was your trousers, old follow II, re-
torted Daylosford, with an injured
air. "Woll, what are you going to
do about it ?"
"Dol They must be mondod J.
How can l receive lady oompa.
NY will wager my diamond
studs that Beatrice Mi!lington is
ono-in such q state Of latter 2
Come Roy, don't desort a friond
in such a pinch rs thisp
"Speak on, Damon, Pythias will
obey!" cried Murray. theatrically.
"Then take tho contounded things
down to the hotel and get Puck 8
mother to mend them Tonight
[ will 60 to bed early"
Gall right-that's oasily done.
And l may as well bring up doz-
On eggs to make an omoletto, or o
box Of sardines, or some such pro-
visions in case Of siege, at tho same
time"
Thus the momontus questions
was settled.
Harry Daylosford won't conteI-
tcdIy to bed on rude camp couch,
with IL shawl for q pillow and a
travelling rug for blanket, and
Royal Murray set out by moon
light on the GRAND, which was
more oxigent thau romantic, with
his friond's damaged garm n t
neatly rolled up undor his arm,
whilo tho music Of oataracts and
tho warblo Of solitary whip-poor-
will accompanied him on his way
down the vale. .,,..
"Jolly sentimental this!" he
said to himself, rs he scrambled
over an ancient stone wall. III say,
suppose I should lose Halls trous.
ers? Tint is something that will
not boar thinking of" g
The parlors Of tho littlo road
side inn were brilliantly lighted,
but Mr.. Murray avoided their vi
cinage with strategy worthy of. o
soldior, and crept up to tho win
dow Of the black kitchen, which
was wide open to admit the soft
summer air and dimly revealed the
outline of feminine face and fig.
ure to its halt lighted dusk.
| II say, Mrs. Barron" ho began
in on insinuating whisper, "will
you do me favor? Just patch up
those trousers a bit. We arc OK
pecting company up on the noun
tain tomorrow, and Daylesford
like tho young lady in the poem
-ho is got nothing to wear. I'll
smoke cigar while you do it,"
And thus speaking, he vanished
into the soft simmer Of the moon
light among tho hazel x copico'
Zulu I 1 say, Lup'
"Woll, what now?" said Lulu
Daylesford who was standing be.
fore sovon-by.nine mirror in the
best bedroom Of tho. inn. "Did
you got the croam for my poor
sun.burnod skin, down in the
kitchen ?"
"Yes ? and 1 got something
else. SEQ hero |"
"My goodness gracious I" cried
Miss Lulu, starting back. "It's a
pair of trousers Why Beatrice
whore on earth"
"Hush-sh |" said Beatrice Mil
lington, holding up q roguish fin
gor. "They are Harry'sl NJ y
dear, they have walked right into
our trap. TO think of all thcil
vainglorious boasts that We
couldn't discover their lurking
plaool Got mo a noodio,@ @Lulu and
somo brown sowing.silk, wei
waxed---quickl Ho is coming back
after thom directly"
"WhatI Harry? Wrapped in {
ighland blanket, like Rob Roy
In the play ?"
"No, you goosiel Royal Murray
He took me for the landlady, as
sat in the window waiting for The
cream, and addressed me in tn,