The weekly Shasta courier. [volume] (Shasta, Calif.) 1872-190?, 1873-05-10

to prove conclusively that man was not de-
seconded from the gorilla; but When the
little old gentleman walked briskly upon the
stage, she whispered John that he would
have been valuable advocate of the theory
held by the other side he wanted nothing
but little pointed felt hat, with feather
in 1T. to look very much like a small edition
of the original gorilla reduced to earning
his living by assisting hand-organist.
The lecture, to John, was delghtful-so
clear, SO logical went SO far back, and so
deep down, and so high up. Walked all
around that fellow heard last week on the
other side" John said. But Marjory, who
had herself taken long walk that after
noon, thought the whole thing unutterably
stupid her eyelids would drop, her neck
felt double jointed. and would not stay erect.
Fortunately. their seats were far back, not
very brilliantly lighted, and Marjory's had
the advantage of being next pillar. John,
however, considered this fact unfortunate,
for he could not obtain a good view OF the
remarkable figures with which the old gen.
teman was illustrating his lecture talking
in spasmodic jerks as he drew, and when
John saw dear and scientific friend on
front seat, with vacant place beside him,
he could not resist the temptation to take
it. He looked at Marjory; she was half
asleep but still contendng bravely for the
other half He surveyed their immediate
neighbors - three strong minded looking
women Just behind them fatherly looking
old gentleman in the seat next his own; a
pillar protecting Marjory on the other side,
and two highly respectfully looking young
men in the row of seats before them, who
appeared to be listening intently and occa-
sionally taking notes; at least. one of them
was, and he submitted his notebook to the
criticism of the other, who smiled approx
ingly. The seats Immediately in front of
his own and Marjorys were vacant.
"Wonld you mind, Peggy" said John,
deprecatingly, if 1 left you for few min
utes? | can't half see what he is drawing,
and there is a vacant front seat. Ill only
stay five minutes"
Certainly, DEAR" said Ma5ory with
sleepy amiability; stay up there till he has
finished, and then come back for me. am
not at all afraid"
"Oh mol will not do that" answered
John, considerably, but do want to go
for few minutes" SO away he went, and,
once up there, ne of course took no note
Of time," and Marjory was left to her own
devices. These were few and simple, but
small causes sometimes produce great eff
fects. She had on those gloves, of course.
She never could recall that part of the
evening very distinctly. A confused recol
lection that she found the pillar very CON-
Portable for a while; that finally the ridges
IN it hurt her cheek; that she had one or
two lucid intervals between her maps, in one
of which she concluded it would be better
to take those gloves off for fear of marking
her face and that while she was doing so
she caught sentence or two OF the lecture
something like this This one essential
point of difference is in itself convincing
proof of the theory which hold. The diff
ference in the formation of the hands is
difficulty which no theory of development
can overcome" These few insignificant
items were all which remained in her mem
ory; then the little gentleman's voice grad
ually took to her ears the form of chant;
his theory" as the simple rustic said about
a matter less abstruse, might be wrong,
but it was awful soothin'," and pleasant
dreams of having four hands, all available,
and not of the Objectionable sort whose
bones the professor was dangling, beguiled
the time for Mauory - how long she knew
not.
What woke her? Surely somebody
laughed? She started up; the lecture was
over at last John, with penitent face,
was fastening back to her; the people who
had sat nearest her were gone, and SO were
her Gloves
, What in thunder" said John, forcibly,
looking at her face in blank amazement
"Oh. didn't mind" she answered mild
ly, thinking he was apologizing. g believe
have had a little nap, Jack, but can't
find my gloves; will you look under the
next seat, please?"
My dear child" said John shaking with
suppressed laughter, your face has found
your gloves with vengeance! It's as
black as - anything. Can't you put your
veil down till we get out of this?"
Obedently hiding her countenance, Mar
jory, bewildered and still not quite awake,
followed John after few minutes further
and frultless search for the missing gloves
The brisk walk home through the frosty
air restored her to consciousness, and when
John led her up to the looking glass, kindly
removing her veil at the same time, con-
seriousness took the form of wrath.
al nerer could have done all that my
self" she exclaimed Indignantly. "Why, |
took those hateful gloves off, and put them
on the cushion; and it is just my belief that
one of those dreadful boys in front of us"
Boys!' interrupted John. Those
fellows were enough older than you or
either, for that natter"
II don't care" said Ma1ory, with tears
of vexation in her brown eyes. "They be-
haved like boys, for when i woke Il mean
Just before you came for me [ thought
heard somebody laugh, and then they were
gone, and my gloves were gone too and |
just believe they managed to blacken my
lace somehow, and then stole my gloves"
III l thought that =" exclaimed John.
savaSely; and then added in puzzled tone.
" But how could they have done it. Peg.
unless you were sleeping like rock?"
Well. l believe | was" answered the
young woman candidly, for was tired to
death, and couldn't understand half the
gorilla said"
1t was all my fault for dragging you
there and then leaving you" said John. his
Pehltence making him overlook this glarng
uisrespect TO his hobby and its rider. 81 But |
those fellows looked Ike gentlemen: and
besides, know who that old man was who
sat next me, and | am sure he would not
nave let any such trick be PLAYED right
under MS own nose without stopping it,
-, -" lou can think what you please said
Marory. little Grossly. for her naturally
good temper had been severely tried. :" but
nothing will ever make me believe it was
not those boys"
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