The Columbian. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1866-1910, 1881-06-03

| p'liu WITS. lTpnJllaln 10 tapJaln llOrH-
blower at II little supper table in fash
ionablc restaurant: augusta Bcvan really
did very well tonight for novice, ex-
cept in the awkwardness of her attitudes.
Allow me to look at the little gold owl
she gave you behind the scenes. All! |
saw it all. A manager must beevery-
where,you know
Very piquant looked Mrs Trentham
as she spoke, coquctte of as many sea-
sons rs her companion had posed for
beau, an arch sparkle in her eyes, more
than suspicion of malice in her smile /;
for to see any man admire another wom-
an pierced her vanity, if not her heart,
and she could not rest until she had lured
him away from his allegiance, or mt least
sown mischief in the path of possible
lovers. Vet Mrs Trentham was most
popular person and an acknowledged
leader of society. Captain llornblowcr
resisted; but the enchantress was adroit,
witty, tlattcrng, and the supper good,
and in the end he yielded The lady at
tachcd the little gold owl to her watch
chain, and emerged in the streets At =
o'clock in the morning When she
reached her own home the little gold owl
was gone She had lost it during the
walk.
Next day Mrs. Trcntham sailed up to
Augusta bcvan, ut II crowded kettle
drum. took both of her hands, and cX-
claimed: "Oh,my dear, am SO dread
fully sorry! | am always committing
some folly. | do not deserve forgive
ness. Captain IIornblowcr gave me-l
mean lent mc-you little gold owl last
night, and actually lost it in the
street.
The Scvrcs tcacup fell from Augustus
fingers on the floor. Mr.. Riddel and
Captain lIornblower stopped for the frag
ments simultaneously thus knocking their
heads together
"She is disillusioncd," thought Mr..
Riddel
"rhe gam. is lost reflected the gal
LIANT warrior, with unfeigned regret. "Of
course no woman ever forgave that.
At o'clock that morning n young
Swiss maiden, by name Marie llartzel,
had gone ON an errand to tine market Tor
her mistress. Marie was sixteen, with Il
round brown face framed in crimped
cap, and carried basket on her arm.
Her feet struck against a small OBJ ject {;
she stopped and found little gold owl
on the curbStonc,
"IIimmel?' exclaimed Marie, and sped
with the treasure TO the lager beer gar
den where Fritz, her lover,was employed
us Il waiter.
Fritz happened to be polishing the
rows of little tables placed i'll bowers OF
evergreen. He was Il prudent youth of
nineteen with blonde hair, and hard blue
ewes. lie examined the trinlet and put
it in his pocket. The gold owl might be
very pretty suspended about Marie
throat. even as Roman women rejoice III
their harpins and chains, or the Genoese
in their tilgree earrings; but money al
so could be made out OF it-money to
add to frugal savings whcrewith to re
turn TO beloved Cantonl'ernc as man and
wife and buy modest farm.
Marie shed few tears Of feminine
vanity while yielding to logical argument
and trudged home with her basket.
Fritz sought little den of shop i'll an
obscure quarter and sold the gold article
to Jew after much haggling for five
dollars, which sum he consigned to a
savings bank. Now indeed was the owl
lost hopelcssly lost, for it had disappear
ed in a black shop of Il wretchcd quarter,
instead of rcposng in the pocket of Mis-,
Bevans pink satin muIf. 1t happened
that the owl had never met with greater
apprcciation, however. The ruby eyes
nlowcd like flames, while the golden plu
mage became luminous ms the ornament
passed from one dusky hand to another
Finally the jew took the trinket to {
fashionable iewcler celebrated Tor skill
full Workmanship in metals, and sold it
for a considerable sum. Mr.. l,ddcl
walking down town one mornlng,pauSe'
suddenly before the jewelers. wind Nv
He saw little gold owl suspended by :
hook, and radiant in the sunshine. ll'
fanccd the bid of wisdom actually
winked ut him in recognition. ll'
entered the place and bought i
promptly.
Augusta Bevan, pale, thoughtful, an'
with Il new tenderness in her bearing
= received back the little gold owl. =
, have been thinking of so many thing
of late she said, softly, placing he
hand within the arm of this faithful
: friend. Il even remember your proverh
! Those who fish for minnows never catcI
;. trout.
Mrs Trentham tapped Captain Horn
. blower OH the arm with her fan at a re
ception, where the lady was resplcnden
:, in Worth toilet of black satin and oil
y gold. "Mr Rildel and Augusta Beva
are engaged she said, 81 always kneN
it would be II match yet. Their prorert
- Joins, you know, and water does flow t
s water in that way in our wicked worl,
: Besides,hc is really the only man worth
of Augusta.
II Captain Hornblower went his wa!
. having been ordered to a fort in Montan
/ Territory. His ability was not increase
> by the discovery that his hair was grow
! ing gray, and that he experienced
6 twinge of rheumatism in his right knee
= HnperS Weekly.
d ALMOST YOUNG AGAIN.
"My mother was afflicted for lon
d time with neuralgia and dull, hcav
5, inactive condition of the whole systeI