Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1880-11-18
NO. 273.
Gales ano Sketfbes.
BONNIE.DENrER.
Bl 'GENlNI.''

''By ,Iove, what a hot day" exclaimed
Fred Smvthe. as he threw himself on the
grass before the tent door.
Don't excite yourself, infant" lazy
voice from the inside drawled out; Its
only ninety-eight in the shade"
"Ughm it's disgusting" growled some
one from the other side OF the tent, and a
tall six-iooter. Harry Dayton by name.
appeared. his mouth extended in per-
feet Mammoth cave of n yawn.
And it was disgusting. Driven by the
heat from their comfortable homes in New
York, and worn out by the hard mental
labor of their last college year, five young
fellows had sought rest and relief from
the heat among the Catskills. famed for
their cool atmosphere during the summer
months. For once. however. their rcputa-
ton had played them false, for hotter
place could hardly be found. But as Guy
Fleming, the leading spirit of the party.
said. it was case of grin and bear;"
for their homes were all broken up for
the summer. so that to return to them was
impossible, and they had too much pride
TO join their respective families after hav-
ing done nothing but talk camping since
their return from college.
"Darn that mosquito" snarled Fred,
bringing his bv no means small hand
down on his check and missing his perse-
cutor. ''lt's my belief that these noun
tains were made for them.''
"And not them tor the mountains" fin
ished Guy. well. think you are about
right, and then, too, they have the most
cultivated voices | ever heard. Why, l
really believe the one in here at present
irving to make my life burden can actu-
ally trill."
''Sounds more like Home, Sweet
Home to my ear" said Harry. "Oh."
with sigh. show | wish that | was
there"
"Wherc's Solomon" queried Guy, .he
can't be fishing all this time
"No. he can't" returned Fred. ICON
sidering the fact that he never catches
anything. I'm afraid the baby has gotten
into some mischief; lost his way. perhaps,
and been devoured by wild beasts"
"Or fallen into the river" continued
Guy.
"Or in love with some mountain
nymph." suggested Hal. They are Just
about ugly enough to suit his taste Ha,
here comes Tom. Well, old boy, what
luck ?'
"Bad - exclaimed that individual,
throwing down his game-bag in disgust.
'Well have to dine on our meditations,
unless Solomon manages TO fish something
for dinner
BLESS his heart, here's the baby ~ ex-
claimed Guy, peering through the trees.
and his basket looks as though there was
something in it, too. Well. most noble
Solomon" rs that person approached,
what have YOU furnished toward our
| sylvan repast p''
"Oh. boys. such fun.'' circulated the
youth thus addressed, as he deposited his
burden on the ground. and wiped the per-
spiration from his forehead overshadowed
by fiery red hair. "Such a lark! Guess
what's between here and Cedartown."
GIVE it up" said Guy, Anything TO
eat?"
"Whv. nothing more or less than a
young ladies' scminary-therer'
This announcement was received differ
emily by each one of the hearers,
| "Oh, is that all from Guy.
"What fun" from Harry.
"Any cross teachersp" from Fred.
Meanwhile. Tom cautiously approached
the basket and eyed it askance.
care we TO make our dinners off of one
Of the females P'' he inquired. ''If so,
hope YOU have secured nice tender one"
And so they chatted on about the new
discovery. all being rather enthusiastic
ever it except Guy. When, at length.
supper over-for the fisherman's basket
was not empty-thev returned to their
hemlock couches. their dreams were filed
with visions of maidens hemm-
ed in by dragons
The next day all, except Guy. set out
on an exploring expedition. returning In
4 highly elatcd state, and giving glowing
accounts of their discoveries of a certain
black-eyed maiden who had smiled sweet
ly on Tom. Of a strawberry blonde who
had beamed on Solomon, etc
And so matters went on. Hunting and
fishing were thrown aside. and all the
time given either to dreaming Of. or de-
voting themselves TO, the lovely fair.
Poor Guy pined from solitude and work,
Tor now that his companions were so en-
crossed with Gushington seminary, he
had to do all the menial service Of the
camp. We are none Of us inEillIble. and
poor Guy was but human. Although he
heartily detested flirting, still, ANYTHING
anything. to pass the time that hung so
heavily on his hands; 50, one day, he an
nounced TO his comrades. his intention of
accompanying them.
The boys were charmed. and gladly re-
ceived him into their ranks. promising
him introductions to Salles. Lizzies. etc.
nd liJitum. But the fates did not favor
their expedition. and poor Guy retired
from his first Irritation sadder, but a
wiser man.
1t happened on this wise. As our
young hero was doing the agreeable to a
trio Of young damsels, he noticed Tom
and Hal edging out OF the grounds in a
most undignified manner. and violently
motioning him to follow. His chivalrouy
nature. however, would not permit him to
leave without paving his adeux to the
young ladies'. Ere this was accomplished
and he was making his most graceful
bow, firm but sweet voice was heard to
say
when this young gentleman has fin
ished his elaborate bow, he may be ex-
cused. with the information that these
grounds are private property. Young la
dies. Miss Gushington requires your pres
ence in her room.
Amazed and astounded, Guy turned
and beheld, instead of the ancient nader
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