New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-09-04
JOHNNY BOUQUETS WALKS.
Above STORY TOLD AT LONG BEACH.

STRANGER NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. TO THE
GALLONS YET sAvED-ILLTIMED INTERRUPT
TIONs-LOvE AND ITS voTARIEs.
The net result of the summer season is not TO be
computed in landlords receipts, or BARRIERS anu
tradesmen's bills but in marriages These omitted
the world thirt y-three years hence would SET
black mark against the summer of 1881. In vain
would ask if the corn crop was short or murraln
had struck the sheep provided the human race
had died out tor but the period of single sowing
and the sun which shines upon that pleasing agri-
culture we term love. Love is the deity of the
census and Cupid himself a mere hint of pos
terity
All summer I have been hearing about love.
Married people. who might be expected to have
turn for something else continue to adhere to love
as the only satisfying diet like roast beef. Some
times they flirt. which is only mimicking of love.
like children "playing house" y; again they talk
about other peoples loves before their husbands,
in the words: Did you ever anything like
the affection between Mr.. and Mrs Jonesi They
completely wrapped up in another! Such
devotion never saww This is always said in the
hearing of Robinson, consort who at such times
is still deafness His silence is golden till
then; he beams il. as if there was soft rebuke to
him for not being agitated by the loss of Mrs
Robinsons mother and moro submissive to her
desire that he shall not read his newspaper by the
bed-chamber light.
One night this season passing at Long Beach,
heard Robinson amaze his wife. She was about
saying to Mrs. Brown, for the fftieth time this
year. that Jones and his wife completely
wrapped up etc, when Robinson consort was heard
to say, in a distinct and beautiful voice, unusual
with him, to Mrs. Green:
"Lovely name for it! Call it devotionw
"St" whispered Mrs Brown to Mrs. Robinson
Your husband is saying something's
"Their meeting" continued Robinson in firm
nnt nbarin his ife q was
a romance of itself. He had killed her father and
was bound to love her."
A dead silence, broken only by the moving for
ward of other chair legs followed this dramatic
prelude. Robinson cleared his throat and ex-
planned:
She a child at the time and her father COM
manding Tennessee division of rebel troops, lost
both of his legs and fell into General Columby's
hands They had been at West Point together
before the war and were old dummies My GodH
saws Columby, is it you see, Vandaego with both
OF your legs gone and by my fire Sich is civil
war! Sich is fatev Il don't blame it on yo
Columby' says Vanda!ego. You only stood by your
State. jest bury at West Point. if not there,
close by so 1 hear the artillery of yenins, and
look out for my daughter. who is motherlessp 1t
shil be done, Vandalego if I've got a cent left
says COlumby; and the two cadets parted fOreverw
Here Mrs. Robinson coughed as if this was to be
considered familiar story. not wholly due to Rob
inson alone, and she would have moved nearer to
Robinson but that she had never heard a word of
this particular story in her life. Robinson, as if to
separate her from any circumstance of the recital
turned the point of his elbow toward her aud con-
tmued to Mrs. Green:
Violence had hardly ceased when General
Columby ordered to the command of a Southern
State-the State of Tennessee. He remembered
his WOW and asked for Vandalego's daughter. She
was in convent placed there by an aunt to be
Inv plf a1 bcr "A
dately he lost his heart She was an angel of
youth and sperit. lie was bachelor with an
income of thirty thousand year, derived from II
chldless stepfather!"
A DRAMATIC SCENE.
A little pang of suspicion shot through Mrs. Rob
inson-that her husband had known such an at
tractive spirit rs he describing and had never
mentioned it SO she hardly drew breath lest
he might discove her and become wary. Robinson
had not been always devotion and had snored
during more than one of her twilight arguments for
sympathy as the basis OF love. Robinson had now
created an interest the piazza and he directed
himself wholly to Mrs. Green:
His passloI Immediately returned She
had seen other man. The flag of truce had
brought from him assurance OF his tender care for
her adored fai hers body. She clasped her beauti
full young arms around his neck and kissed him
twenty times and said, between 'em. My idol: my
brother! have you Gomez CouInby. as soon ps
he could eXtrlcate himself, which took sOmc time
replied: Pm come, Isabel and Pm not married
Deitherl' She held him of like lightning and
whispered: Are you divorced manY No no"
he shouted. Then my heart was not false TO MOI
cried Isabel" Mrs Green carried away by her
avalanche of joy, Columby replied Child of nv
friend, accept the devotion of my whole heart 1t
responds to your beauty. 1t is also lonely Tor love
General she gushed, we were lovers before we
ever met; yes. in my dreams of childhood | was
yours She loved jest like the rebels fought, Mrs
Greenw
Had the lights on the piazza been stronger q
slightly green color would have been perceived on
Mrs Robinson's couutenance. This indifferent
consort this wholly practical lover had nursed
somewhere a fountain of sentiment How close ho
had drawn his chair to Mrs Green And at the
instant she observed it, both Robinson and Mrs
Green III pause of the conversation, turned with "a
certain cool instinctvenesa to look at the new
moon. just appearing Mrs Green's right
shoulder. Mrs Robinson coughed. Sui looking
at the moon Mr.. Robinson continued the story:
"The Ginera carefully finished Isabel's eddcatiop
and kcp himself in communication with her and
always said when he writ Never deceive your
heart, dear child If it is white paper to me let
me write Love upon it. But the time may come
when one younger will undoceiyc iJr She an
swered O darling traitor you profess to fear nv
fidelity that You may slip your own from me- |
will never let you go. You are the air in which
live. the ocean that is around me; for you | was
born and with you will live and die y"
Beautiful" exclaimed Mrs. Green never taking
her eyes of that MOON "L0veyw exclaimed
people i'll and out of the Robinson group all looking
at Robinson if he was silkworm In the act of
Hedging. Mrs. Robinson had it to say on her