The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-11-07
A FIT OF THE BLUES.

anolner ENJOY, III Is race-OI course
mean boat race, not the race hui
man, for the latter has caused me so
many disappontments that | don't
quite take to its members, excepting
the softer portion of 1.-THE fair sex
bless their pretty little hearts-that is,
when they have got any-ahem!'
This was the substance of soliloquy
one bright August morning about five
q. M, at which time the clouds were
leaden-hued and the weather inclined to
be spitefuly unpropitious.
A knock at the door.
Come in, says |, and Mary Swivel
entered, with delicate pink note, say
ing:
please, sir, this was left late last
night, with Instructions to deliver it at
once; but, as you had gone to bed, !
kept ii till this morning."
How my heart palpitated, at the
sight of the elegant missive, and how |
longed TO kiss--not Mary--but it-be-
cause my adorable Adela Poynter had
written it.
"All right, Mary" | said, assuming
an air of nonchaancc ] was tar from
feeling; 'its from Smith, | suppose. A
cup of chocolate please, and few bis
cults"
When Mary left | kissed the billet
d0ur rapturously, eXclaiming:
My darling! hold you to my lips.
Ny own precious"
So elated was ! that | danced
around the room in an insane way,
making the glasses chink on the side
board, and nearly dislodging the pic
lures, owing TO the wall being made of
lath and plaster
Ienderly, gently ! undid the en-
velope--coaXing it open--not tearing it
ruthlessly across as ii it were a bill
from dunning tailor.
The cpistle ran thus;
"DEAR TED-As soon as the shops in st.
PAU church yard open, ! want you to get
me some light-blue ribbon, and bouquet
from Coycnt garden, with plenty of forget
me-nOt in IL.
"Of course, your steam launch will be
waiting at Putney. ] can find my way on
board.
"My cousin-Major O'Gardy-will ciccr.
one me-
mind, | particularly want that color
Whatever you do, don't make a liasco of
the day (aS you did at the last Derby or
I'll never forgive you. Yours ever,
ADELA."
Somehow | didn't like the aIlusion to
the gallant major, and heartily wished
that she had not deputod me to under
take the task she has assigned me.
But what was to do? If Adela had
one fault it was imperiousness; inn
plcit obedience to her slightest wish
was a sine g%a non and no one more
than ! knew this, as ! had been
snubbcd repeatedly by her for short
comings in thatrespect.
"Thank goodness | murmured,
"he's only cousin-l'm not afraid Of
him cutting me out. He's u irregular
veteran, no doubt, with only one eye,
half leg, and stump of m arm.
don't fear him rs rival-no, not |.
lereupon began humming, in
sarcastic way, Let me like soldier
fall" and, somehow, my hand clenched
itself mechanically, rs il TO suit the
action Of the word on the person Of the
absent major,
"Fasco, indcedm grunted, not
liking the allusion TO the last Derby.
Especially as Adcla might in one OF
her playful moods relate it to tho
major-how began to hate all military
mcn!-who of course, being my rival
felt prcscntiment that he was
would twit me about the unfortunate
coarctcmpS.
Having taken you, gentle reader,
into my confidence so far, it is only
right | should open my heart to you,
and allow you TO Judge at the little in
cident to which my adorable Adela re.
ferrod.
was in the seventh heaven of de-
light when she consented to 90 to the
Derby with me, thinking, of course,
that we were to have q htc-d.tete drive,
and talk Of love, and so forth, like all
lovers do, or at least should under
similar circumstances.
But imagine my disgust when she
sailed into my room, accompanied by
maiden aunt In green goggles, and
dog and her two sisters.
OF course | expressed my delight at
the unexpected influx to our party,
and mounting the box Of my drag,
gave n silent sign to Adela, uno6.
served, | hoped, TO take n seat by my
side. The horses were little mettle-
some, and requested my utmost atten-
ton at the moment.
How my heart tluttorod with delight
at the rustic Of lady's dress, and,
looking around with a tender smile
full of the light of love, what was nv
horror to find that il was the ancient
in goggles, and not my darling Adela.
How LONG the road appeared to me,
although we went over the ground ut u
spanking pace.
In vain tried TO enter into CONVEX
sation with my angelic Adela; my neck
was nearly twisted in the ATTEMPT,
while my face got as red as u peony
with cxertion.
The rude remarks that some of tho
lower order made--the gentry who
drove in donkey carts and green
grocers' vans--wero quito shocking,
all having reference TO the elderly
spinstor NJ my side.
"iwig the old uns' gig-lomps!' said
one facctious costormonper
Another bawlod out:
"How kind of that Ger gent TO BRING