The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1880-08-06
A CHARMING PICKPOCKET.
Harper's Bazaar,

above it, and almost as bright-which
flows geAtly by at the foot of the garden.
Everything looks bright and beautiful
this warm, pleasant, fragrant October day
The garden walks, formed Of many small
glittering stones, encircle the beds Of
autumn flowers and plots Of feathery grass
like broad gray ribbons thlckly sown with
precious gems, and the little summer and
bath houses, built Of some dark wood, and
incrusted with more brilliant pebbles,
CLEAN and glow through the trees at the
waters edge, as the homes Of the diamond
gnomcs must CLEAN and glow in the heart
of the dark brown earth. Nor does the
sheen and glitter end with them, for the
Pebble house itselfis decorated around
each window and door-imbedded in
some mysterious manner in the frames
with many colored stones, each one spark
Inns bravely in pygmy mimicry of the set
ting sun.
But loveliest of all things that adorn this
wonderful October day-lovelier than flash
ing river, cleaning sunshine-steeped peb-
bles, flaming gladioles, and bee-loyed four
o'-clocks-is the lady, young and fair, with
gold brown hair, large blue-gray eyes, pale
oval face, and sweet small mouth, leaning
back against one of the pillars of the Peb-
bic house porch, the red foliage Of the Vr-
ginia crceper that enrobes it dropping over
her beautiful head. There is tender,
dreamy look in her large eyes, and soft
smile about her prettily curved lips, as she
sits there so motionless, gazing out upon the
river. One can see at once that she is wan
dering in dream.land; but alas she
is doomed to be rudely recalled to earth
again.
"Kleptomania indeed" says load girl
,sh voice near her, and MISS Ada Warden, a
little brunettc,with magnificent black eyes
and heavy black eyebrows, comes sudden.
ly out on the porch, arm in arm with her
inseperable friend Linda Lees, whose eyes
are as blue as Ada's are black, and whose
eyebrows are the faintest shadow of those
belonging to her friend "Why do they
never call it that when the-the'
"Kleptomaniac," drawls Linda, sinking
into an easy chair, and clasping her pretty
hands above her head with a generous
yawn that seems to indicate her WEAKNESS
OF the subject,
ooh, thanks!" continues Ada, in the same
loud voice, swinging her broad brimmed
hat carelcssly to and fro "kleptomaniac to
be sure--happens to be poor wretch who
steals loaf of bread or something of that
sort2"
Don't look at me, Ada dear" Miss How
ell bcgs, in tones that would have delight
ed Shakespeare himself; "I'm sure | don't
know" and she yawns too, but such cum
ming little yawn, as though red rosebud
had suddenly made up its mind to unfold
into the smallest of red roses.
"Well, upon my word" exclaims Ada,
Indignantly, looking from one of her
friends to the other, you both appear 10 be
in remarkable spirits this afternoon /
can't stand it. | must run away in search
of some one less boisterous. No, won't
either, for here comes Herbert Moore, my
cousin Of cousins, attended, prince Of good
fellows as he is, by slaves bearing iced
sherbets and cakes Of dew and honey
that is, lemonade and macroons. Girls,
amt you glad I've got such duck of
cousin, and that coaxed him to spend his
vacation here instead of Newport And
now for his opinion on the subject"
"What subject" asks Herbert Moore.
And then without waiting for an answer,
he turns to the lovely face inwreathed with
the vine leaves, and says, "May sit at
your feet, Miss Howclll I've been roaming,
I've been roaming, aud I'm deu - Beg par
don-awfully trcd.'
wouldn't you rest better in chairl"
and she leaned forward, with bright smile
on her lips and in her eyes,
"Not at all, thank YOU" seating himself
u step or two below the lady.
"Mrs. Sherwood begins Ada, between
two bites Of a macaroon.
sob, that affair Of the diamond bracelet
poor thing!' says the young man.