The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-10-14
The Daily Bulletin.
A Crushed Dude.

II was on Coney Island boat. Tho
crowd on the steamer would soon be
lost amid the wild designations of West
Brighton. Tho stately elephant was
already visible. Wild strains of al
legged music smote the ears Of the sus-
ceptible passengers as u dim foreshad-
owing of the pleasures to come. Among
the passengers was q faint young dude
with an imperceptible outline and a
still more imperceptible moustache,
and n marvellous collar, beneath which
he seemed to be constantly sinking.
lie pulled himself up from its depths,
however, and rescued himself from ex-
termination.
He had been discussing a soft-shell
crab as being diet particularly appro-
pirate to his tender being. A claw
still fingered on his plate, and he was
toying with his fork in pretty, indif-
ferent manner, when sylph-like maid
en-, wonderously clad in gossamer
robes, fitted before him and caused
him to remain with the crabs claw
poised between his taper fingers. Such
was the impression produced upon the
dude by this apparition that he allow
ed the claw to fall real-heavy-don't-ye-
know on the plate, while he himself
turned TO the individual behind the
counter.
"Deuced pwetty girl" he lisped, his
voice sounding like the summer wind
among the trees; ''dayvillish pwetty
girl. Who is she, my manP I'll give
you nickle if you tell me. Pom me
word, | will, and-the expense.
The individual addressed, however,
with remarkable disregard for bust
ness enterprise, declined somewhat in
dgnantly to be interviewed, leaving
the dude to.depart. That parody on
youth roamed about the lower deck for
fully thirty seconds, when be espied
the object of his search seated with an
other girl just before him.
''Ha! ha!' said he, "here's luck"
and drawing stool close to the femi-
nine couple he bestowed his impercep-
tible outside upon it and cast Ian
gushing chances at the object of his
particular admiration. His glee reach
ed climax when the maiden smiled
seraphically upon him. 1t was no
timid smile, but an open, undeniable
salutation. She was evidently pleased
to see him, and his soul rejoiced with
in him.
"Off to Coney, alone?' he said, with
an eye to business.
"Yes, sir" said the damsel, with a
bewitching laugh. mo one will run
away with me, | hope"
The dude looked as though he would
have liked to soar far above terres-
tial nuisances, Coney Island elephants,
and such yanities, with the young girl,
but he restrained his ardor and only
sighed, emitting sound like the buzz
ing of insects among the marshes.
81 think | have seen you somewhere
before" he said at length, after his
gaze had rested upon the sylph-like
form for minute or SO.
you have" was the answer
"Ah, you remember me, do you' o,
bliss" ecstatically rejoined tho dude.
"You bet | do" was the answer.
Don't you recolect it is | who bring
round your Sunday collar and your
one pair of cuffs every Saturday morn
ing. And, sir, mother says she shan't
allow you to have those articles next
week unless you pay her the eight
cents you've been owing her for fort
night
There was silence, and the dude fell
back overwhelmed. The big elephant
was blurred from his sight, and the
cleaning houses on the island los,
their interest for him, and he sighed
when at last he saw the heartless dam.
sci masticating toothsome Frankfort
sausage between two crusty pieces OF
bread and taking her place on Il mer.
rV-pO-round.