Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-04-10
BOX NO. 10, SEATS 3 AND 4.
Being a Relation of Smiths Visit to the
Circus on Tuesday.

BOX NO. 10, SEATS 3 AND 4.
Being a Relation of Smiths Visit to the
Circus on Tuesday.
Mr.. Montague Smith and Mr.. Delaney
Brown, says the New York Times of the
It'll inst, are aliases for TWO downtown
business men, whose names are withheld
for the sake Of their relatives. Smith and
Brown have known each other ever since,
as small boys, they stole barrels for cleo.
ton night, ran away from school together
or established connections between vag.
rant dogs and retired tomato cans. They
came out in cOat-tails together the same
| week; few years later they wore theiI
first silk hats together on the same day
Both took lessons together in the art Of
smoking and were deathly sick at the
same moment. Smith has often put
| Brown TO bed after a French ball, and
Brown has as frequently leaned Smith
against his dOOr-pOst early in the morn
ing, and rung the door bell and fed
When Smith was married Brown stood
| his friend in need, and acted the part OF
best man; and when Brown was on the
point of being shot on one occasion by a
jealous husband, Smith kicked said hus-
band into the street, preferred a CON-
plant against him, and saw him get three
months on the island for unprovOked as
sault.
In fact, Smith and Brown were as de-
voted to each other as David and Jona-
than, Scylla and CharYbdis, or Damon
and Pythias.
But there is a GOODNESS between them
now.
Last Tuesday, as Smith was taken a lit
| tie needed refreshment about noon at one
of the gilded down town branches of the
| Occasional Abstinence Society, Brown
| came up and gave him a significant dig in
the ribs:
''Say, old man." said Brown, with a
chuckle, ''Pve got something on for this
| afternoon"
''What is it?" asked Smith, with affect
ed unconcern. ga still?"
Without noticing the irrelevalce of this
| inquiry Brown took a long and narrow
| card from his pocket, with a coupon at
tached, and asked with provoking mys-
terry, "See this?,'
''Well, Pm not blind" replied Smith.
''Do you know what it isY' inquired
! Brown, with more mystery than ever.
1T looks like circus ticket" said
Smith.
ut is circus ticket, said Brown. ''Do
4. Tuesday afternOonY"
eyes," sighed Smith.
"From which," asked Brown, ''you
draw the inference that it's a matinee
| ticket, don't your
Yes" assented Smith again, wonder
ingly.
''Well," continued Brown. with I'M
| feigned satisfaction IN his tones, ''seat
No. 3 is right next to seat No. 4. and the
person that holds the coupon for seat No.
| 3 is just the most charming little lady in
the world"
'By Jove, what lucky dog you are"
cried Smith as he dropped to the situation.
"She isn't going to bring a friend, is she,
and you haven't got two more tickets?"
"Oh, come, nOw," said Brown; ''you're
married. | don't approve of married men
getting themselves and their wives talked
about.'
Il am competent to judge for myself IN
| such Matters" replied Smith, lOftily.
"Pll be obliged to you if you will reserve
your criticisms until they are called for"
''Come, old man, said Brown penitent-
ly, 81 didn't mean anything by that, and
| TO tell the truth | was looking for YOU to
see if couldn't get you to take my place
at the matinee this afternoon. l wouldn't
miss the racket for a horse, but there is a
meeting of the Directors of the Rocky
Mountain improvement Company, limit
ed, this afternoon, and l can't possibly
skip it, you know. VIII you do it?"
"Win IY' cried Smith, exultantlv,
"Weu, perhaps l won't. Gimme the
ticket. Thanks, old man; you're brick.
Come and have lunch with me; I'll have
to hurry. By the way, who is the lady %
"Oh, don't make me tell you that" said
Brown. But just let me tell you that
you'll be surprised. It's a girl Pve often
heard you rave over"
'DO | know her?' asked Smith,
81 think you've met her." replied
Brown. eyes, know you have. because
! Pve heard her speak of you; and, bv
Jove, come to think of it, guess you can
! give me back that ticket. Pm afraid
you'll stand in with her better than l
| do"
"YOu needn't be alarmed about that"
| replied Smith, mOdeslly. "I'm married.
! you know, anyway" And lest he should
! be rayished of his treasure, Smith put it
Ill great pOcketbook and buttoned his
waistcoat, his coat and his overcoat over
| it.
Time passed on just as it does in three
| volume novels and on siXty-day notes of
hand.
Just after the hour of two Smith, attired
in all his purple and fine linen, was being
lowed up the hippOdrOme track at Madi-
son Square Garden, in the rear of an
| usher, regardless of the sacred white
elephant, Jumbo, the monkeys, the per-
formers, or of aught else than box 10, seat
3. UP stair the usher led, and UP the
stair Smith followed, with his heart beat
ing like trip-hammer, so that he COM
| pletely forgot the witty eXtempore saIu-
tatIon with which he intended to greet
his prospective companion. Up row of
! boxes and Smith began to look for
| familiar face.
! He found one. Horror! 1t was his
wife's, and next to her was her mother,
and they were sitting close to box No. 10,
! and would, of course, fathom his little
! game In moment. Smith gasped for
Fri fO 81,
| but, though his lips moved, no sound
came from his parched throat. He looked
/ again. His wife and her mother were
! actually in box No. 10, BY some Inflated
| chance they had got seats right next to
the ones which he had hoped to occupy
i with the lovely unknown. His knees
| trembled, his head swan, he feared his
senses would leave him. AS in dream
! ne saw the usher reckoning to him to
! take the seat between his wife and her
mother. Mechanically he complied. But
what mystery was this? That seat was
! NO. 4, and his wife occupied No. g. In
| his bewildered condition Smith was un-
able to realize that he had been imposed
upon until Mrs. Smith said:
1t was so good of you, Monty, to send
us the seats. Mr.. Brown ran in with
them, and he told me to give YOU this
| note"
Smith opened the note. 1t read:
$50 kind of you, old man, to help me out. I
! guess yoH know the lady, don't YOU? PERTAINS
you forgot that yesterday was the 3Ist of
! March. The boys say that they prefer the
! supper at the Brunswick"
Smith crumpled up the note, and
turned his attention to the four rings.
But he laughed not at the antics of the
! clowns, nor did his features relax when
the monkey rode the pig, or the fat police
man battled with the dude.
Smiths heart was broken