The Beaufort tribune and Port Royal commercial. [volume] (Beaufort, S.C.) 1877-1879, 1877-11-29

I'd make my living by skipsno ronnJ % .
store with yard-stick in N. hand I'd
I'D dance the tight rope" En- seem
ed to think he was uttering atero;c
sentiment, and put on his most vii Tons
look. "But I bet know what you Ike
merchants for"
Lute's only response was to purse up
her lips and elevate her chin.
"It's because Dick Spurs in store.
What you can see to like in that little
whipper-snapper is mystery to me.
His beard amt one-tenth as long as
Cousin Reuben's. Ben valued men
according to the abundance of their
boards.
"Yonder comes Reuben now," said
grandpa, looking up from his paper.
"And your everlasting Dick Spur
with him. IF I was that fellow, I d take
up my board here at once. 1t would be
more decent than spending half his time
here free gratis for nothing"
The two gentlemen came mp to the
steps as the candid Benjamin finished
his remark. Cousin Reuben was tall
and reserved.looking. Mr.. Spur was
small and talkative. Both we're mod"
erately good-looking.
"Good. evening, Miss Lutte; good
evening, Mr.. Farra," cried Mr.. Spur,
in his sprightliest manner. "How are
you, Ben? How is your cold Miss
Lutie?"
"Oh, my cold don't amount to any
thing" said Miss Lutte, smiling in his
face, and making room for him on the
seat beside her. "You all make a
mountain out of mole-hill. You are
determined to have me an invalid"
"It's because we love you so much,
said Mr.. Spur, in tender under-tone,
and pulling his mustache with senti
mental air. Mr.. Spur was much given
to tugging at his mustache, which was
weak and whitish. looking. Ben said he
pulled it to make it grow fast :; but so
far his efforts had not been crowned
with success.
Lute's only reply was another danger
GUS smile.
Cousin Reuben, who had seated him.
self off ut some distance, now locked up
and said gravley: You have a very
bad cold. You are quite hoarse this
evening. You must let me mix You some
medicine before you 60 to bed"
Thanks, no, /" returned Lutte, coolly.
CT prefer bad cold-to something
worse"
"You needn't fear my giving You dis
agreeable medicine" he said, smiling.
"I wasn't alluding to any bad taste
in your medicine; I was thinking of the
effects of it; it might make me worse of
than am now," she said, looking stu
diously away from him, and whistling a
little under her breath.
He looked at her in surprise as he
caught the sting of her remark, and his
dark face reddened, but he answered,
quietly, "You will do as yon please; l
press my services on no one"
Grandpa. had fallen into one of his
reveries, and had heard nothing that
passed. Dir. Spur was too we'll bred to
show any surprise at this little passage
of arms; but Ben wasn't. He stared at
his sister for a while in markedly as
tonished and indignant manner, and
then said, in good strong English,
"Lute, you're brute, and deserve q
good whipping" With that, young
Master Farra went his way in disgust.
'sAhem it's a very delightful evs-
ning," observed Mr.. Spur, anxious to
change the subject, and saying the first
thing that popped into his head. "Do
you like the spring, Miss Lutte ?"
"I do" responded Miss Lutte, taking
her eyes from the tree at which she had
been looking and dropping them on him.
"Likewise summer, autumn and winter
Il like 'em ALL"
"Most ladies like spring." said Mr..
Spur, gallantly. "'Tis the season OF
flowers, and budding leaves and
and"
Fresh onions and green peas" said
Lutte, laughing. "It's good time for
fishing, too. Do you ever go fishing,
Mr.. Spur I'm devoted to it"
"N-no; I'm not especially attached
to it. I believe Reuben there is. Aren't
you, doctor? ?"
eyes, I like to fish when I have the
time for it, which never do" replied
the doctor, coming out of brown-study.
"Not that I have such an immense
practice" he continued, hastily, seeing
a slight curl on Lute's lips; "but what
leisure I have, I think ought to devote
to study"
81 wonder You are not studying
now," said Mr.. Spur. 81 never saw
such an old book-worm as he is, Miss
Lutte. He looks as if he grudges
stopping study to talk to me when I drop
in to see him." The doctor drew his
long beard up over his lips to hide the
smile on them. "Ill be bound, now,
he doesn't waste much of his precious
conversation on you all here"
"We rarely see him except at meals, u
replied Lutte, indifferently. ~ feel
Like taking a walk. Would you like to
go, Mr.. Spur ?"
II should be delighted" responded
that gentleman, gallautly, twirling his
mustache. "You had better put some.
thing around you. Miss Lutte.
"Bring me my shawl out of the hall
then" said Miss Lutte, rising and shak.
ing out her draperies. "Grandpa, YOU
had better go in now; it is getting cool
out here"
"Child, you cughtn't to 60 out this
late in the evening"" said grandpa,
anxiously. Reuben, it is too cool TO,
her to 60 out, is it not ?"
cousin Lutte thinks she knows what
is best for her." said the doctor, dis
family.
"I'm going to wrap up we'll, grand
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