The White Pine news. [volume] (Treasure City, Nev.) 1868-1906, 1883-12-15
ON DISSIPATION.
Sound Advice from the Horse Reporte,

81 want to see an editor" said a
slim young man, as he opened the
door yesterday afternoon.
"If it's anything about delightful
reception that was held last Thursday
evening at the residence of our we'll
known citizen John Smith, or Miss
Beatrice Perkins will spend the winter
at Mukwanago, you'll have to take it
i'll the other room," said the horse
reporter.
1.-The society editor is out editing a
chicken fight this afternoon, and tue
orders are to turn all the social cruel
over to the jan1tor. Tomorrow is
window cleaning day.
II came to see," said the young
man, "whether one of the editors
would have any objections to giving
me some advice on a matter IN which
l am deeply Interested
"You're in love, aren I you?n asked
the horse reporter. II know you are,
anyhow he continued, without Civ
ing the visitor cnanee to answer.
''Inere Is sort OF nervous, hesitating,
cat-found-in- thew rong- back yard air
about your actions that gives you
away az one. What's tue trouble?
GIrl gone back on your"
IL think not,n replied the young
man; II can't believe that any Que
has usurpea my place in her alice
tIons."
"You mustn't have such Boston
way OF talking, said the horse
reporter, "or we shan't be able 10 get
along well. How's the old man?
Have you corrailed him?p
"Do you mean the young dy's
father2" asked the visitor with a look
OF mild astonishlnent.
"Certainly, " responded the reporter,
chow do you loom up in lhe Yaternal
horizon 2n
Zine father of The young lady does
not ooject to me. | hardly THINK you
understand the NATTER" said the
young man. "My trouble Is thatthe
youn5 lady does not seem ftted To
become the Mite OF Il man who wants
IA hsiPmeet. she doesn Seem to have
any Practical ideas
"sorl 81 "a pddy girl, i.n't she?n
said the horse reporter; always ,aik-
1ug about the Ideally OF the Ideal, and
ali such mush AS tnat, aud wants 10
know II the stlvered penciings OF
moonlight among tue veruure-clad
trees are not weirdly beautiful. I've
seen that KIND. They're daisies-to
Keep away from
Il think you nave the right idea,n
replied the visitor, 'allhough your
style OF expressing it Is somewhat
crude.n
It's pretty tough case" said the
adnlrer OF Mand ). ''Ihese girls that
are so eternally aesthetical are gener.
ally tirst class feeders though-lve
noticed that. The silvery moonbeams
mover seem Ia take away lneir appetite.
| guess you'd better try the reckless
dissipation racket=-thae oug ht 10 fetch
her. This II the way:
The next time you call on Myrtle,
or Whatever her name Is, you want to
plant yourself on the sofa with sort
Of weary, man been a-reading-a-
Milwankee-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
SO cold that IL must be that she does
not love you, and that the thought of
losing her was so maddening that you
have been indulging ia reckless dis
sipation. Ii she doesn't sling herself
around some then, and say that she
will never, never leave you, and how
could sou ever doubt her love, and
oil that, I'm no judge"
IL Will act on your SUGGESTION"
said the visitor, taking up his kiss-me-
quIek-befofe-I-go hat, and looking
out in friendly way over the high
water collar. "How much dissipation
do you think | ought to indulge in TO
produce the proper otiect?n
"Well," replied the horse reporter,
"I should imagine that If you were 10
play about two games of billiards and
drink strong lemonade, il would
constitute for you the widest kind of
a debauch.n