Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-04-09
TEASING II BACHELOR.

Sitting upon the edge of his bed, one
cold and frosty morning, Linn Thomp-
son absently surveyed the prospect, as
furnished by his ten-by-twelve room,
and the more he surveyed the more per-
picked did he become.
Linn could scarcely rival Apollo in
manly beauty. What Of that? Few of
us do. In fact, this morning, Linn's
claims in such direction were more
feeble than ever; and, to make it worse
for this poor old bachelor, his small mir
ror, which he unhappIy faced, showed
him to be decidedly aging.
Sad was it for him to believe it. He
was enraged at the evidence before him.
"Gad! Last night that saucy Lora
Mann, in her most innocent, childish
manner, with the bare suspicion of a tear
in her lovely blue eye, said she was so
sorry to notice that I was getting to be
quite hard of hearing!' The impudence
Of these youthful bellies is surprising.
One consolation, her mother never in
suited me in the years Of her youth"
and Linn laughed sardonically.
Linn Thompson had been a fearful
lady killer. He had only to look to con-
quer in his early manhood. Lora Mann's
mother had been one of his victims. He
hadalways managed to keep just outside
of committing himself. Every young
beauty whom he deigned to notice was
morally sure she was the especial object
of his regard, and wove rosy fancies
about the firty fellow, which he in no
sense was worthy of.
"Girls, let's make all the sport Of that
man that we can. Our mothers and our
aunts have shed many bitter tear over
the didos he cut up when he and they
were young. Now he is old, poor,
homely, and nobody cares anything
about him. Yet his vanity remains. I
really believe he imagines he could win
his way to the affections of the fairest of
thefair. Why, hemay even think he could
lead either of us to the altar !"
"The conceited old goose - cried
Lily Green, whose mother had also
thought of him with tears.
"Such homely creature F" said an
other, surveying her youthful charms in
the mirror. 81 can't bear to have him
approach me. He is to old to live.
Why don't he die?"
This conversation took place in the
dressing-room Of Mrs. Bangs' tasteful
residence, Oh the evening preceding
your introduction to our hero, dear
reader. Descending, Lora Mann had
foated gracefully from object to object,
until she found herself close to him.
Putting her rosy lips to his ear, she
shoutingly inquired after his rheum-
atism. Purposely Interpreting his look
of establishment as indicative of deaf
ness, she assured him, in tones sad as
sweet, of her sympathy for his failing
sense of hearing, and added that her
grandfather could hear quite as well as
herself, "and you and he are about the
same age, judge" she had also as in
nocently added.
Giggles near and far Che was so deaf,
you know served to embarrass Linn
more and more. Mrs. Bangs relieved
him by leading childlike Lora to the
piano.
"You did that lovely" whispered
Lily, little later. Then Lily sauntered
near him, just as the musicians began a
lively waltz.
CIVIL you take few turns with me ?"
said Linn, vino had great reputation
as partner in dance.
81 don't like to appear on the floor
with SO old partner; why, my papa
would not be caught dancing. Ask
Miss Snethen to waltz with you. She
is sitting sad and lonely, and would be
delighted to, perhaps, though even she,
poor old lady, may have her prefer
ences, answered Lily, just then whirled
away, smiles all over her lovely face, by
youth as handsome as herself.
Poor Linn! What did this sort of
treatment mean? He rubbed his head
in perplexity. He at last made bust
ness of finding out. Although the older
ladies-young when he was-were po-
itely willing to receive slight atten-
tons from him and exchange the
usual amount of small talk. not one of
the young ones would trouble her giddy
head about him. They let him severely
alone; they would neither dance nor