The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1884-12-18
GID's ADVENTURE.
ny LILY ". CURRY.


ny LILY N. CURRY.
Gideon Foster had been three weeks
a resident Of the metropolis, and was
shortly to "go into business" under tho
supervision Of his uncle. Mr.. Archibald
Fuller, of tho prosperous firm of Smith
Il Fuller. Gideon~-or Gid, IN the
language Of his intimates WIS u
healthy young Southcrner who, during
the past year or SO, had penetrated
Western fasthesses, investigated mines
and ranches, attained his majority. and
succeeded in convincing his sturdy old,
Tennessee father, u well-off farmer Of
correct place for young men Of push
and talent. Gid was tall and strong;
he had small, keen eyes, beaky nose
and long upper lip. HIS complexion
was an artistic mixture Of tan and sun
burn. He had at times q nervous
twitching Of the long upper lip. accom-
panied by slight snitl. He had an
excellent opinion Of himself, and was
given to citing "what We think down
our way" For his age he was well in
formed on general topics.
Gid's uncle, handsome, portly
bachelor, yet in his thirties. had thus
far kept a kindly eye upon his relative,
feeling measurably responsible for the
young mans safety and well.being
in the great and alluring city, But
It'd was beginning to chafe under the
friendly esp onagc, and mentally
longed to break from all accounta.
bi!ity. Particularly vexed was he ono
afternoon when-hut this il the way ii
happened: Gid, being idle and unac-
anainted, was standing in tho street
before his hotel. when couple Of
handsome, we'll dressed ladies CHANGED
to pass One Of the ladies' giancing up,
caught his eye, hlushed, and tluttered
little. Gid WAS alive in an instant: !:
quite ready for sly Irritation. At
home. as in any small village, no harm
was thought OF such things, the best
Young ladies being given, at times, to
little adventures of the sort. He never
stopped to consider that city customs
might bo different, but started in pur-
suit of the blushing aud misehievous
damsels, raising his hat ut an auspieious
moment and meeting an unmistaka ole
welcome. He thought them very pretty !:
their compilations were maryelously
tine, The trio proceeded slowly down
the promenade, laughing and chatting
rs they went. Gid was quite in his
element-he was devoted to pretty
girls--and awaited an invitation to call.
when, he felt sure his credentials and
his own candor would win oves the "old
folks"
They had proceeded in this fashion
for some distance. when Gid looking
up, perceived his uncle approaching,
As tho latter came close, his counte-
nance appeared to grow suddenly stern
with horror, Really, Gid had never
before seen him look SO, and wondered
what eould have happened. Mr.. Fuller
came quickly on, and, as he stood
abreast tho trio, scarcely paused,
Gid" he said, in a terrible tone. ami
motionea with his head toward tho
hotel, then passed ON.
Gid excused himself and followed
after. intending to reioin the fair ones,
He caught up with his uncle at the
hotel entrance,
"Well?" he said.
"Well!" fairly thuadered the elder
gentleman, pushing him into corner
of the hall, What under heaven do
you mean by such eonauetg"
Conduct? What have | doneg"
do YOU mean to tell me- You didn't
know the character of those womens'
"Charaeters Why, they are very
nice girls"
Mr.. Fuller regarded him in silence,
then spoke compassionately:
| "Well, you are simpler than /
thought, aud for al! yoar Western
travel! How did You meet thems"
Gid hesitated.
"Why-why, met them"
"lou ilirtea with the,n, Now. that
might 10 in village, but city folks
don't make acquaintanccs that way,
| And, ii you're going to stay in the city.
YOU don't want to label yourself
Sucker, With carer do you."
With this well.meant severity MIR,
Fuller turned away.
| Gid was deeply mortified, and har,il,
knew what to do with himself. His
modification lasted all the evening,
making him seem SO low-spirited tha,
Maclean, young Southern friend
cha,ied him sadly, and asked if he wer,
loyesick.
I'll take you to see pretty girl to
morrow" Maclean said. eonsolingly
at her studio: she is an artist"
Gid reused a little, asking:
What's her name?"
"Daisy Darrow: Miss Margaret Oar
row, more correctly"
A iact?"
"les. fact"
"Is she really pret.y?'
Il think you'll say so. She paint
we'll; doesn't iced to, either, for she i
III only child. and her father is vel
Oft, He's i'm Europe now: she lise'
with her aunt; mothsf's dead.
Maclean was really very glib with til,
young ladys pedigree, ~ .sidering how
slightly ho knew her. "She's just hacl
from the country. and she'll he off II
the seaside before long; So We mus
surely 60 tomorrow.
SUITS me u T., said Gid, forget
ing his woe.
| A little after eleven the next aav
Hiss barrow sat IN All easy chair IL ne
stallo, on the third door ol huilIin,
given up to studios and the like. Mis-
barrow had Just arrived i'm compan,
with her boon companion, Miss Aami,
iailett, feminine faithful Achates.
lazzllng blonde. as devoted 10 her l,el
- Daisy ~ her brush. Miss Hailet
shared the tudio with her friend, hss
sng u sel iiterary-looking. papef-lit
ered taitla one corner. The stulii
vas charm ng. ~ are usually su
,laees. Miss barrow vas dark eye
.,ld dark haired, with clear, pale ski
ii s.ry pretty. crimson Lps. sh
sore a mot hecom Dg dress Il ali-gol'