The Penn's Grove record., 1884-10-04

LUllC DluG eyes
Wi you have tue goodness to tell
ne what they are 2" questioned Jack
ington.
''I'd rather not. ASK my sister OF
that Pouncer woman"
NOW look here, old fellow, " said
J~9ckingtsn, button-holing the unfor-
tionate clerk OF c~himney.tops at once ;
you We said A and you've got to say b.
1 don't cackle with a lot Of old women.
/ ask you what all this means 2'
Thus ~coluered, the yOtaTy OF IennY-
son and the muses. was forced to explain
himse.f more explicitly
1T isn't true. I've no fault to md,
and I've seen nothing, " said he. But
they do say there's a man there
to see her
A man l'
Goes right up to her room twice a
meekl A fellow with long, black
Nhtsken and 4 eoat Of black tabby
velvet
Its false" SAID Nj. J~ackington,
grinding his teeth,
I'm afraid its true, " said Jessa
nine. MY sister Barbara mas seen
MIN 5lipking up the back stairs, So has
MIS- Pouncer. He'd bribed the cook
mald to let hin in on the sly but
Pouucer was down there making rose
5alye for her complexion, and saw him
large as life"
Can | believe my ears 7" said Mr..
Jackington clasping his hands tragically
together.
"Comes every Wednesday and Satur-
day, " added Mr.. Jessamine.
This is Saturday J. said the lover.
AT i've" supplemented Jessalnine.
'sIt's a quarter Of five now,' said
Mr., J~ackIngton, seizing his friends
arm. Come We will see for our
selves"
"You'il not do anything rash 2"
pleaded the peaceful : minded Jessa-
mine.
81 Will pledge myself to nothing, -
sputtered Mr.. Jackington. But If l
find my Sara false | will h~enceforward
abandon all trust in w~omankiud."
A man with a velvet coat, highly
perfumed locks and rather dirty hands.
was just ascending the area steps as
they came up to the front door. Mr..
Jessamine let himself and his friend In
with a l~ateh-key, and they stood back
in the vestibule a the black yelveted
serpent crept up the stairs. He knocked
a peculiar double knock on the panel OF
Miss Eyerett's door. and--was ad-
mitted.
Jessamine turned to Jackington.
"Can you seek more convincing proof
than that ?"
"Open the door. / Will confront
her 7" Kissed the lover turning purple.
"Knock first, said Jessamine.
Il won't knock - said J~ackington,
furiously.
"Oh, my = squealed she, banging it
to again. ''It's him, miss its him ni
"Let me in I will come in |" bawled
Mr.. Jackington and he burst into the
presence of his lady-love.
There in a chair, with a towel spread
over her shoulders, and her lovely
golden hair all floating loose, sat the
fair Sara, while the velvet coated man,
with a big beetle and a hair brush, was
preparing to anoint the same with some
rose-smelling fluid, and the little house,
maid held q tray of combs and pomaces
close by.
Miss Everett started up the man il
the velvet jacket tumbled backward
over the table the housemaid cried
"Oh, Lori"
"What does this mean 2" demanded
Miss Everett, "Why am 1 thus intru-
ded upon T"
"Who is this p cried her nance,
pointing, with Macbeth like finger, to
the black-coated individual.
Mr.. Solomon Solomons, at your ser
vice, sir 7" bowed and scTaped the
stranger, 'of 30 Skipp street"
And what in the - are you doing
here p roared ~Jackington.
Miss Everett IS one of nay patrons, ,
said the ob5equlous Solomons feeling
for his professional cards.
tits Goldens Sanbeams for the
Han" sobbed Sara, pereeiving that
the truth, would out, tits a blonde
process-and there's nobody in NeO
York can put on the burnish like Mr.
Solomons And" to Mr.. Jackington
''you are always SO proud of my hair
dear ! It's expensive, l know; bu.
what's expense where your love il
concerned p
And Sara threw herself weeping Oh
] Mr.. JackingtOn's shoulder.
The latter parsonage looked arounC
Indignantly at the assembled crowd o
spectators.
"And you baekbiters would fain hay,
had me believe that this seraph wa.