The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1882-09-09
TOM'S EXPERIENCE.

Zone of those affairs. you know. tilted
over the face just sufficiently to throw a
most heccming shadow over the eyes,
making them look like 8iolets on shady
bank ;and golden-brown hair, sir, stream
ing on the windj and such an ihnoGent
baby-face, like one OF Raphael's cherubs!
Jove girl worth looking after, I as
sure you"
The weather was too warm to do more
than stare langn;diy at Toms excited
countenance; but, fortunately be was too
much interested in bis them5 TO be as
exigeant us he generally is. so he accept
ed the STATS as sufficient token of interest
on the part of his attached ffiend-my-
self-and straightway proceeded:
She's with an old lady in brown
front and apectacies. and set of teeth
false, you know-nnd no knows who they
are; and she walks on the sands every
morning quite early, without the lady
with the front, and as sure as my name 's
Tom Latimer, I'll manage an introduc:
ton"
Here ! found energy sufficient to say,
"What about Godint?" i'll tone replete
with that elegant sarcasm for which J am
noted, but which, curiously enodgh, Tom
never appreciates as it deserves.
He now obliged the company myself
and a l,mon-cUlo ed setter-with one ol
two forcible, though inelegant, expires
sions, bearing reference firstly to me, ,anc
secondly to Godine. Godine was the las
damsel to whom he had whispered vow,
of love.
The weather, as / have said, was ex
crssivelv warm, and Tom is ex;remel,
all, with well-developed biceps, so tn,
resentment which, under the Circum
stances / might have cherished was want
ing; and with the eye of an injured We
f4rgIving friend, watched him as b
stalked to the mirror and commenced
rritical examination of his Gre clan fea
lures and elaborate necktie, an operation
ne spent fully ten minutes in,
Then, whistling to the lenon-colore
,etter, and arming himself with his can
and gloves, and without so much a
deigning glance toward my lounginl
chair. he made his exit from the apart
ment, leaving me to the enjoyment of m
dolce far niente, disturbed by no vision
of violet eyes and golden hair, or, in fac
anything but pleasing yet melanchol
remembrance OF the canvas backed duck
and chablis I had partaken of that dO
at my dinner; melancholy, for do we nc
feel regret for the good that is passed.
am not of an active habit of bod,
but am the fortunate possessor of tbs
iswel, rare at my time of life-a good az
petite-to retain which court the morn
ing bretzes before breakfasts and il wa
during my constitutional the folloWiu
day that next caught sight of Tom, tn
lemon-colored setter aud the necktie. an
at the same time Of a shepherdess bat,
floating cloud of golden hair, a pair {
blu4 eyes, and the whitest, fatt,st an
woolitst poodle it has ever been my iaI
to see.
The shepherdess that was leading th
, poodle by blue ribbon with one band
while the ether held n book. on the page
) of which the blue eyes were downcsst, {
,, course utterly unconscious OF Trm, VII
was walking some twenty yards behinC
, diligently sucking the handle Of bis can
aud rs diligently staring at n back vie
. uf the shepherdess hat-blAck, trimme
with crimson roses the golden hair an
the dainliest little waist. round whic
blue moire belt was ever fastened, an
tie neatest foot ever bnttoned up in XII
bnttine, with mother of-pearl buttons.
1t is needless to say that, as the h
was absorbed in her book, aud Tom
the contemplation Of the fair s;udcu
neither Of them observed me; aud, kuo'
! ing from experience how conducive to
E hearty appetite little wild excitemei
e is, slipped behind a convenient roe
il order to watch Toms proceedings
l-isnre.
p They ssupt, red quietly on for fe
PAGES further. and this little tale mig
never have been indited by my gracef
n pen had il not been for Toms LENT
!. colnred setter.