Omaha daily bee., 1883-02-26
A SOUL.


A BURDnNED SOUL. g..
A Love Lorn Maioen Seeks Rene,
from an Bditor. and Gets 1t.
Brooklyn Esgls. 100 IL,
ut 10 really . most delicate thine
that l come to see you about" she
fottered, and 81 the managing editor
placed . chair for her he looked grave,
for the bushes chased each other ovel
the prettiest face he hadaeen for many
q day.
whats his name2" asked the man.
aging editor with soothing encourage.
ment.
"Sir!" faltered the beauty, turning
q pusried pair Of ~bewildering blue
eyes full upon him. "How-h0w did
you know2 What made you ask me
that question:"
"And l suppose you have set the
figure at $50, 900, continued the man.
aging editor, smiling oovertly at hia
superior ssgaoity..
do you measure my precious soul
by paitry money bags and filthy
ohecksf' she demanded, with q fash.
Ing glance and bushes that chased
each other faster than over.
II don':," replied the managing
editor" ''but the Jury will. I would
II j were . juror!' and he smiled
again, this time In admiration Ct the
delioacy of his compliment.
| II don't think you quite under.
stand me-" sighed the fair visitor.
"I--am In great trouble, and I have
come for advice. There 10 q young
man" and here she broke down en-.
tirsly and sobbsd bitterly.
rs there any way I can brace you
up3' inquired the managing editor,
rubbing his nose with q oorksorew a.
. gentle hint In the direction Of his
resources.
"No, thAnksl" she demonstrated,
recovering herself with an effort.
"You are very kind. I don't think
you oan do anything for me- at all. l.
your religious editor ip9 He will be
more apt to understand the nature Of
my trouble than than you will"
"Shouldn't wonder" retorted the
managing editor, dryly. "Hsre he
is," and he pointed out the man
who does the truly pious for the
paper, ~.
"Whst Is III" asked the religious
editor, sharply. "Feller In the bible
class, librarian, tenor In the choir, any
Of them7"
ny -yes," she stammered. SITS
the tenor. We were converted at
the same time, and now we are
afraid"
"~Infernal rascals' growled the
managing editor, wiping away q tear.
'Just let us write him up"
"Well," continued the religious
editor, still more sharply, "what
about him2 Is the librarian getting
j~salous7 Glass leader threatening to
kind7'
IF he does, I'll write an editorial
on him myself" muttered the manag.
Ing editor chivalro usly.
"Not exactly that" smiled the ,uf.
ferer through her tears. "You see
OIL how can I tell your and she broke
down again.
want him olubbedl" demanded
the managing editor, brandishing q
bottle.
"Not for worlds!" she exclaimed,
throwing herself before him as II to
protect somc one In danger.
"Let her alone!" shouted the re-
ligiOus editor. "She 10 all tight. Now
go on. You left of by both being con.
verified together. What NEXT II he
after the soprsnoi"
''She thinks he ID, and there IL
where my trouble ID. You sec, abe
Isn't . ohristian-only . singer, you
know-and she can dance with him at
parties. Now what / want to know IL
Is whether It would be wicked for
me to dance too, until / cut her out.
Please tell mel" aud her llps parted
and her eyes were suffu,ed with tears
Of anxious Inquiry.
Certainly not! growled the rell.
gious editor, who didn't seem In thu
least dazed by the question.
"W.w-what2" demanded the manap.
ing editor, his lower jaw dropping. sis
that sllf'
"Why certainly" responded the
beauty. isn't that enough7 What
did you suppose was the mstter2 The
whole church was against me, and
when I said l would leave it to you,
the superintendent bet the tenor %
you would decide against me-"
"That's about the way With them
all explained the religious editor, as
the gratifed girl took her departure
and the two editors stood gazing at
each other. "You'd think they were
In all sorts Of scrapes until you come
to question them, and then you find
that 1t 1. only some little point In reli.
gious etiquette that any b ody could de-
eide. BY the way, what did you sup
pose the matter vast"
! Nothing" replied the managing