The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1877-08-22


nishment utterly deprived him ofl
speech. Every one is not as crazy as
you, Georgie.''
"Nor as owlish as you," retorted &C.
orgle.
"Miss, ah, you'll sec you paint" slut
tered Mr.. Pdngburn, evidently feeling
called to say something to keep the
peace, and appealing to me as the most
human of the two.
:'GoodI" laughed George; "she has
got a little too much on the lett cheek
this morning, though. Don't you think
SO, Mr.. Pangburn"
81 nave given some attention to the
art" answered l, loftily, disregarding
the iusinuatlon. "At present am en-
gagged on grand historical painting for
Edith. l have chosen an epoch i'll the
history OF Semiramis"-
Here Edith entered, or rather shuf1ed
in, her slippers were SO down at the
heel, holding together a torn and inky
wrapper with one nand, while the other,
stretched out to greet Mr.. Pangburn,
held between the third and fourth
fingers pen.
"Delighted to see you, sir" she COM
menced, in an easy, otf-hand way. "4ou
lind us here, each at our taVorite aVoca-
tions-a little band of con5enial though
differing spirits. Allow me TO present
you, Mr.. Pangburn, to the chosen friends
of my soul-my wild George, my artistic
Juliet, my An! here they come y (as
Lille and Esther, their hair down on
Lnelr backs IN the most lackadaisical
style imaginable, came sauntering IND.
My sentimental, loVe-lorn sisters. You
ask by what right l aspire to place IN
such u quintet, Mr.. Paugburn. am an
unworthy disciple OF tue muses.. My
sphere is not to adorn my sacred art,
but to clear it from the rubbish of high
sounding phrases and comp .icated IDEAS,
under which our modern poets have
thought iii to bury it. 20 back to the
implicitly of our early days-l am re-
viewing one of the most ancient COL
lection OF ballads. 1 REFER 10 Motner
Goose"
You mean yourself, don't youp
uueried George, tlinging up and down
me room, aud slashing her short skirts
with u riding-whlp.
"Be. quiet, my wild pet" returned
Edith, patroniZlugly. Then turning to
Mir, Pangburu: II am just at present
on the House that Jack Built have
reuohed the line: 'rhis is the dog that
| Tossed the cat.' Observe, Mr.. Pangburn,
| what u field Of contemplation Is opened
hereI What was the character OF this
dog? l argue that 1t must have been
bulldog. Ny learned German friend,
| Polntausker, holds tnat it was terrier;
int | say bulldog, and l think l speak
adyiseoly; for consider, Mr.. PangDufn,
il Jack built house for his malt II must
have had large quantity or malt to
have built house to hold 1t. Tue rat
VINO ate it all must have been what IL
pepularly termed 'bouncer' The cat
VINO caught IT.
"a BUSTER" suggested deorgle.
"And the dog VINO worried this i'm
meuse feline creature bulldog" pur-
sued Faith. "DJuDLless he was brindle /;
perhaps a aturh-up nose; oi course a wide
mouth"
"And a short tail! cut in again that
irreverent Georglana.
| You see, Mr.. Pangburn," once more
resumed the merchess Edith, when a
choking sounu from that gentleman in
Uefrupted her.
"Au, ah, Hm! beg pardon, miss, but
would you show Inc ~ my room?'
80, certainly! Pardon my thought.
less enthusiasm, buu am such "a"
Here her volce grew Ihdtstinct on the
stairs; but on coming back she assured
us that she had talked like a mill
! stream, aud that he mad fairly sobbed be
mind the door as sort OF ueiense agAinsl
: her eloquence.
asked throwing herself into d cnair will
an air OF dlsgust. Hsn't he charming
husband to offer a glrl OF eighteenth
/ "a trightP
Gan old borel A quill" echoed we.
81 am in mortal fear lest pa shoult
come home," went on Edith. s'We mus
exuedite matters, even at the risk o
: rousing mis- suspicious. l fancy he il
rolerably d'sgusted with us. We mus
= see, now, II we can disgust him witt
3 hinselt. Draw around me, my trustl
veterans, and listen while unfold M
! pian''"
Dinner was over. The Pangburn ha
D reappeareu in all elaborate totet, TO fin
US, ii possible, more rumpie1, froWsy an
y dlrly-that's the word lor lt-than W
Il mad been in the morning.
e nth, VINO had talked mercilessly a,
diuuer-Llme. at 1T still, sea ed now by
wooutire, Lille and Ester sprawling a
ner feel, with Lh cir hair all over lne ru2
4, ~ hile George and l sat opposite Nj
Il PaDgburri.
"a Il am strange creature,' she wa
= saving, ~ have sometim exalted, il
- spireu ideas; at other times l am i
:, strangely depressed that my most int
" ma ue irlends can scarcely speak to MI
: l."
:, Here three distinct raps sounde
I directly by Mr.. Pangburn.
n "What was 'thatP' he exclaimed, star
q ing nervously.
n "Ihear nothing" returned Edith. ga
: l was saying
y Three more raps, longer and louder.
t.. "rhere 1T is againW he exclaime,
= jumping hastily up.
n Edith turned 'to us with an air Of su
.e lprlse. ......
e. "Glrls, do you hear anything?"
N OF course we all stOutly declared "
,r did not, though at tuat very momel
e. came perfect storm Of raps under IL
% ,pot wnere Mr. Pangburn was s.aA
Le ing. ......
ID Igreat drops Of preparation standing OF
Is ON mis- pallid face, as he looked at us u
u moved aud apparently deaf to SCUM
that reYerDeraled through the house.
,e "Will you be kiud enough to seat y OF
self, slrW said Edith, severely.
ill The Inundated man has lened to ODE
Az but at tnat moment off went the cha
d whirling through the room; table Il
ly lowed; he starred tor the door, and
ry lootstJol bounced in his way, while
IA tremendous jingliAg commenced on t
d sideboard. .... ..-
H. .CreaLion p' burst out the terrifi