The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1882-09-21

| Two IofclDie, though inelegant express
SONS, bearing reference firstly to me. and
secondly to Godine, and consirninp us
TO latitude where chills are certainly
not one OF the evils of lifc-Codine was
the last damsel to whom he had whisparc ]
VOWS of love.
Ihe weather, as 1 have said, was ey-
cessiyely warm, and Tom is extremely
TALL with Well-developed biceps. so the
resentment which, un ler other circt,m-
stances. [ might have cherished was
wanting; AMI with the eve Of an iniured
yetiorgyng friend, watched him as he
stalked to the mirror and commenced a
critical examination of his Grecian feat
ures and elaborate necktie, an operation
he spent fully ten minutes in.
linen, Whistling to the lemon -colored
setter, and arming himself with his cane
| ana glovcs.and withoutso much as deicn-
ing glance toward my lounging- chair,
ne made his exit from the apartment
leaving me to the enjoyment OF my dolce
far nse'ate. disturbed by no visions of
violet eyes and golden hair, or, in fact.
anything but pleasing yet melancholy
Renaissance of the canvas backed ducks
and chablis | had partaken of that day
at my dinner; melancholy, for do we
not feel regret for the good that is pastp
L am not OF an active habit of body,
but am the fortunate possessor of that
Jewel, rare at my time of life-a good
appetite to retain which 1 court the
morning breezes before breakfast; and
II was during my constitutional the fol-
lowing day that | next caught sight of
Tom, the lemon-colored setter and the
necktle, and at the same time of shep-
herdess hat, a floating cloud of golden
hair, a pair Of blue eyes, and the whitest.
latest and wooliest poodle it has ever
been my fate to see.
The shephardess hat was leading the
poodle by blue ribbon with one hand
while the other held a book, on the
pages of which the blue eyes were down.
cast, of course utterly unconscious of
Tom, who was walking some twenty
yards behind, diligently sucking the
handle of his cane, and as diligently
staring at back viewof the shepherdess
hat-black, trimmed with crimson roses
the golden hair and the daintiest little
waist, round which blue moire belt was
ever fastened, and the neatest foot ever
buttoned up in q kid bottine, with
mother-of-pearl buttons.
It's needless to say that, as the hat
was absorbed in her book, and Tom in
the contemplation of the fair student,
neither of them observed me; and,
knowing from experience how conducive
to hearty appetite a little mild excite
ment is, / slipped behind convenient
rock, in order to watch Toms proceed
ings at my leisure.
They sauntered quietly on for few
PAGES further, and this little tale might
never have been inditel by my graceful
pen had it not been for Toms lemon
colored setter.t AZ as ~ k.z.
This sagacious animal had been for
some time eyeing the -apoplectic poodle
waddling on in front with divers signs
of canine, ill-will, uuo5served by his
spefl-bound owner, and Just as its fair
mistress turned fresh leaf of her book,
with a bloodthirsty snarl, the setter
dashed at the unofentling poodle, whose
white curls were soon flying in every
direction, as, with yelps of defiance and
anguish, they rolled over and over in the
soft sand in deadly combat
The young lady screamed fran tieally,
and endeayored to rescue her favorite
from the fangs of the setter by shower
ing blows of her white and gold DANTE
on his yellow back; and at this crisis
Tom sprang to the rescue with uplifted
cane and excited mien, and managed to
convey-to the setter, per cane and boot
toe, his desire that hostilities should
cease; and, with fervent apologies for
the unpublished behavior of his canine
follower, he placed the gasping poodle
in the little gauntleted hands stretched
eagerly to receive him. And what com
miseration the abominable hypocrite
showered on the brute, and didn't they
eventually walk off together to her hotel,
he carrying the animal, and she chatting
to him gaylly and looking up into his face
with such pretty gratitude, while the
lemon colored setter, with dropping ears
and tail, followed slowly in the rear.
Well, Tom came home to mock at the
idea of breakfast and rave of Bertha
Seldon-for such proved to be the lady's
name-and ogaiRstthe charming Godine
Haughton, who sat opposite him at table,
and whose black eyes darted reproach-
full fires at him across the table-cloth; for
had he not neglected to ask her for one
dance even on the previous night?
Friendship should never blind us to the
faiiings of our friends, and I set down.
with melancholy regret that Tom was
flirt. Really, | felt uneasy
when saw the way he went onwitlr that
little girl; and if it had not been for, a
habit he had of resenting what he pleased
to term g. impertincnt intrusion" I'd
have given him a piece of my mind n
But it was mot long before he awoke
to a discovery which astonished himself
as much as it did me-viz., that he had
a heart, and that it was in the possession
of the pretty Bertha-a fact he deter-
mined to let her know as speedily as
possible.
8. You see.'' he said to me, s'though g
my father is fool enough to contemplate
again at his time of life, I'm
quite independent; and, as I'm tolerably
sure she likes me, why, old boy, you may
expect an invitation to my wedding be-
fore long,
And he staggered off, looking like a
handsome. confident DupDy. as he was