The National tribune., 1882-11-02

can't you?"
Il never dance any round dance but the
| glide"
| "Thats somethin' new, amt it 1 never
heard tell of it. Maybe Jim knows it though
Jim!" calls across the table, "can You dance
the 'glide'?"
"What kind Of dance is that?" he says "is
it jig? cause if there's any iigs don't know
| I'd like to learn 'em. 1 can dance pretty near
all of EN-"
Then you frequently -indulge-in-terp-
sichorean-pleasures, Mr.. Miller?"
"Yes like 'em first rate. Annie, get Mr..
| Raymond some more water"
So Annie picks up his glass and fills it right
| full and starts to put it down again by his
| plate; but just that minute Mr. McCafiery who
is sittin' next to him, leans back in his chair,
and his doin' so jogs Annic's elbow and the
lumber slips out of her hand and every drop
of the water goes down Mr.. RaymOnds neck!
| tell you what, he jumps up mighty quick and
/ begins usin his napkin to sop up as much of
the water as he can get ut, and his face grows
/ rs red as a beet, and do believe from his looks
/ that he wouldn't have minded chokin' Annie,
/ or shaBin' her, or somcthin', and don't won
!
/ and poor Annie come pretty near cryin, but
the rest had to just bite their lips to keep from
/ laughin' right out. Jim tried to be awful
polite, but l could see he was enjoyin' it all the
same.
Terrible cold water, wasn't it?" he says;
but it's lucky it wasn't boilin hot coffee.
Annie, don't you go and do that again this even
in"
When, at last, we go back to the parlor, Miss
Ebbs sits down in a big, easy chair in the
corner, and pretty soon Jim goes over beside
her, and they gets to taIzin' and laughin' real
gay like. l was wishin' l could only hear
what they was sayin', so after while I asks
| Miss McCafery to play for us, and then I slips
across the room to the sofa and pretends to be
listenin' very intent to the music, but, to tell
the truth, was tryin to hear what Jim was
talkin' about.
Z" Miss Ebbs, them are just elegant earrings
Of yours. [ always liked big diamonds. They're
mighty becomin, too seems to me-"
"Do you think so, Mr. Miller? Father gave
them to me last Christmas. I'm so fond of
jewelry."
"Thcro was some nice jewelry at the Centen-
nial, wasn't there?"
go, perfectly lovely! I couldn't get away
from it. 1 enjoyed looking at the jeweIry
about as much as anything, believe, only 1
wanted it all"
"You said you wasn't in Philadelphy very
long, didn't you?"
"Yes"
"Then you didn't have time, most likely, to
90 up to Montgomery county and see your old
friends?"
How did you know had friends in Mont
gomcry county?" she says, pretendin' to be
surprised, but you could see it was all put on
why, that's where Pm from, and I'm pretty
near sure used to know your father when you
lived down there"
Did you?"
Yes, know did. You don't remember
ivin' in Pcnnsylvany, do you? You was only
a child then, 1 think you said?"
"Ye-s."
"Well, your father was frst-rate friend of
mine. His stall in the market was right next
to ourn, and" -
go, don't speak so loud, Mr.. MilIer!" she
says, her face growin' real red, al think re-
member you now. i wasn't sure before that 1
knew you. / suppose YOU Will say am foolish,
but l can't bear to think of the time we lived
down in Pennsylvania. You know my father
has made lots Of money out here, and 1 would
rather forget that he used to be only a
butcher"
But it don't make no difference here who
you are if you're rich, so l shouldn't think
you'd care so much about your fathers standin'
in the market when you was a child"
But l do care, you see. There's no use in
every ones knowing it. 1 hope Mr. Miller
you won't think l have been trying to cut you,
for indeed wasn't at all sure till tonight that
1 had ever seen you before"
90, it's all right! It's all right! If wasn't |
a mil-lee-on-aire myself now, 1 wouldn't have
said nothin' about bein' an old friend"
I'm sure I'm very glad I happened to meet |
you, Mr. Miller. have had delightful even |
ing"
I'm right glad to hear it. You must come |
over again before you go home"
Thank you. I will if 1 possibly can. I |
think | should have known you the night YOU |
called at Mrs. McCafery's if it hadn't been for |
your mustache, Mr.. Miller. You know you |
used always to wear side whislers."
$50 did, that's fact! I'm forever talkin' |
now about Shawn off my mustache."
80, don't, Mr.. Miller! It's so becoming"
g Do you think so ? Then I won't"
"I like so much to see a heavy mustache
like yours. When it's grey it will be just
lovely"
I'm afraid, though, it won't be grey for a
good many years, seein Pm not thirty yet"
80, didn't mean that you looked at all
old"
81 didn't suppose you did but I'm not
ashamed of my age ny markets made"
Have you ever been to Milwaukee, Mr.
NIillcr?"
"No, but I'm going some day"
"Then you must be sure and come and see
us. Father would be so glad to see you again
Can't you come next summer"
"Wen, shouldn't wonder"
40, do! I'll drive you all over the city"
g Treat me to beer, too?"
"Yes, indeed!"
Then L reckon I'll have to 60"
Just that minute Miss McCaffery stopped
playing, and had to go over and talk to her.
You must have taken whole lot of lessons
to learn to play SO fast" 1 said.
"Oh, yes! I've been taking music lessons
since l was eight years old"
Don't you never get tired playin'?"
" Yes indeed! | hardly ever touch the Diano