The New Orleans daily Democrat. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1877-1880, 1878-07-21
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train entered the tunnel.
Miss Haythorn-Ah
Dolignail What is the matter?
Miss HAWTHORNE am frightened,
Dolignan (moving to her side) Pray
do not be alarmed; / am near you.
Miss HaythorL-Yo are near me-
very near me indeed, Capt. Dolignan.
Dolignan-You know my manner
Miss Haythorn-l heard you men
tion 1t. / wish we were out OF this
dark place.
Dolignan-I could be content to spend
hours here, reassuring you, my dear
lady.
Miss Haythorn-N
DoIignan-Pweep Grave reader, do
not pur your lips to the next pretty
creature you meet, or you will under
stand what this meansl.
Miss Haythorn-Eel Eel
Friend What Is the matter?
Miss Haythorn-Open the doorl Open
the doorl
There was o sound Of hurried WINS
pers, the door was shut, and the blind
pulled down with hostile sharpness.
If any critic falls on me fol-. putting
inarticulate sounds in o dialogue as
above, answer with all the insolence
can command at present. "Hit boys as
big as yourself" bigger, perhaps, such
as Sophoeles, Euripides, and Aristo-
planes they began 1t, and | learned 1t
Of them. sore against my will.
Miss Haythorn's scream lost most OF
It's effect because the engine whistled
40, 900 murders at the same moment (;
and fictitious grief makes itself heard
when grief cannot.
Between the tunnel and Bath our
young friend had time to ask himself
whether his conduct had been marked
by that delicate reserve which 10 sup
posed to distinguish the perfect gentle
man.
With a long face, real or feigned, he
held open the door; bis late friends
attempted TO escape on the other side =
| impossiblei they must pass him. She
whom he had insUlted (Latin for kissed)
deposited somewhere at his feet look
| Of gentle, blushing reproach the other,
whom be had not insulted, darted red
hot daggers at him from her eyes; and
80 they parted.
1t was, perhaps, fortunate for Dolignan
chat he had the grace to be friend to
Major Hoskyns of his regiment, @ yete-
ran laughed at by the youngsters, for
the Major was too apt to look coldlY
upon billiard balls and cigars; he had
seen cannon balls and linstocks. He
had also, to tell the truth, swallowed q
good deal Of the mess.room poker,
which made 1t as impossible for Major
Hoskyns to descend to such an ungen-
| tlemanlike work or action as to brush
his own trousers beneath the knee.
Capt. Dolignan told this gentleman
bis story in gleeful accents; but Major
Hoskyns heard him coldly, and as cold
| ly answered that he had known man
to lose his life for the same thing.
"That is nothing" continued the Ma
jor, "but unfortunately he deserved to
lose it.
At this, blood mounted to the younger
mans temples, and his senior added, II
mean to say he was thirty five; you, l
presume are twenty-onel"
twenty-five"
"That Is much the same thing; you
will be advised by me ?"
IF you will advise me-"
Speak to no one of this, and send
White the G3, that he may think you
have lost the bet"
''That Is hard, when I won it..
"Do it, for all that, sir"
Let the disbelievers In human perfec.
tibility know that this dragon capable
of blush did this virtuous action, al
belt with violent reluctance; and this
was his first damper. A week after the
events he was at a ball. He was In that
longs to US amiable English. He was
looking In vain for lady, equal In per
sonal attraction to the idea he had
formed Of George Dolignan as man,
when suddenly there glided past him a
most beautiful vision a lady whose
beauty and symmetry took him by the
eyes-another look: "It can't be! Yes,
| IL Is I" Miss Haythorn mot that he
knew her name)! but what an apotheo-
| sis
The duck had become peahen-ra-
diant, dazzling, she looked twice as
| beautiful and almost twice as large as
before. He lost sight Of her. He found
her again. She was 80 lovely she made
him ill-and he, alone, must not dance
with her, speak to her. IL he had been
content to begin her acquaintance the
usual way it might have ended in kiss
ing; 1t must end in nothing. AS she
danced, sparks OF beauty fell from her
on all around, but him-she did not see
him; 1t was clear she never would see
him-one gentleman was particularly
assiduous; she smiled on his assiduity ;
he was ugly, but she smiled on him.
Dolignan was surprised at his success,
his Ill taste, his ugliness, his imper-
Thence. Dolignan at last found him.
self injured; "who was this man? and
what right had he to go on 30? He never
kissed her, I suppose" said Dole.
Dolignan could not prove it, but he felt
that somehow the rights of property
were invaded. He went home and
dreamed of Miss Haythorn, and hated
all the ugly successful. He spent a
fortnight trying to find out who his
beauty was-he never could encounter
her again. At last he heard Of her in
this way A lawyers clerk paid him a
little visit and commenced little ac.
ton against him In the name Of Miss
Haythorn, for insulting her in rail-
way train.
The young gentleman was shocked
endeavored to soften the lawyers clerk
that machine did not thoroughly CON-
prehend the meaning Of the term. The
lady's name, however, was at least To.
vealed by this untoward incident; from
her name to her address was but short
step; and the same day our crest-fallen
hero lay in wait at her door, and many
a succeeding day, without effect. But
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