The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1882-11-10
A wild Debauch.
CHICAGO Tribune.

man who wore very light pants, hat about
the size and shape Of peanut shell, and
collar that seemed TO be always reaching for
his chin without getting quite there, as he
opened the door yesterday afternoon.
eff it's anything about delightful recep-
ton was held last Thursday evening at the
residence of our well-known fellow-citizen
John Smith, or Miss Beatrice Perkins will
spend the autumn at Mukwanago, you'll
have to take It into the next ROOM" said the
horse reporter, "because the society editor Is
out editing chicken fight this afternoon,
and the orders are TO turn all the social
cruel over to the janitor. Tomorrow Is
window-cleanlng day."
~ came up to see," said the young man,
"whether one Of the editors would have any
objection to giving me some advice on mat
ter In which am deeply interested. may
say that"
"You're in love, aren't your" asked the
ksrse reporter. ~ know you are, anyhow"
he continued, without giving the visitor
chance to answer. "There 10 sort Of ner-
yous, hesitsting, cat-found-in-th e-wrong-
backyard air about your actions that gives
you away at once. What's the trouble ?
Girl gone back on your"
~ think not" replied the young man. ~
can not believe that any one has usurped my
place In her affections"
"Done whatp"
Gsay do not believe her love has fall
tered"
"You mustn't have such Boston way Of
talking" said the horse reporter, dor we
shan't be able to get along we'll. The girl
hasn't weakened, you sayp"
'tNo."
SLOWS the old man? Have you enrolled
himP"
"Do you mean the young lady's fatherP"
asked the visitor, q look Of mild astonish-
ment passing over his countenance.
"Certainly do" responded the reporter.
allow do you loom up IN the parental ho-
rizon2"
"The father Of the young lady does not
object to me-" was the reply.
"Well, then, what's wrong? You have
the girl on your side, and her father Is on
your side. It looks to me like walk over
for the money"
81 hardly think you understand the mat
ter" said the young man. "My trouble Is
that the yeung lady does not seem fitted to
become the wife Of . man who wants help
meet. She doesn't seem to have any practi-
cal ideas regarding life."
"Sort Of girly-girl, isn't she ?" said the
horse reporter; "always talking about the
ideality Of the ideal, and all such mush -
that, and wants to know II the silvered PEN
cilings Of the moonlight among the verdure-
clad trees are not weirdly beautiful. I've
seen that kind. They're daisies to keep
away FROM" .#-.@H.
~ think you have the right idea" replied
the visitor, although your manner Of ex-
pressing IL is somewhat crude"
ats pretty tough CASE" said the ad-
mirer of Maud 8. "These girls 80 eter-
nally esthetical are generally first-class
feeders, though-I've noticed that. The
silvery moonbeams never seem to take away
their appetite. guess you'd better try the
reckless dissipation racket-that ought to
fetch her."
"Try the what?"
"The reckless dissipation racket. The
next time you call on Myrtle, or Whatever
her name is, you want to plant yourself on
the sofs with sort Of weary, man.been-
reading -Milwaukee-paper look, and put
your hand up TO your forehead. Then when
she. asks what's the matter, you say that her
manner of late has been 20 cold that II must
be that she does not love you, and that the
thought of losing her was 30 maddening
that you have been In reckless dissipation.
II she doesn't sling herself around some then
and say that she will never, never leave you,
and how could you ever doubt her love, and
all thai, I'm no judge" And the horse re-
porter assumed BENJAMIN franklin look.
~ will act on your suggestion" said the
visitor, taking up his kiss me-quick- before-I-
20 hat, and looking out In . friendly way
over the high-water collar. "How much dis
sipation do You think ought to indulge In
TO produce the proper effect ?"
"Well," replied the horse reporter, III
should imagine that II you were to play
about two games Of billiards and drink .
strong lemonade 1t would constitute for you