Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1884-02-15
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A Boy from Modern Boston.

Boy from modern Boston.
docs your father know me ?"
CASTOR de Murphy looks tenderly down
at the Lady Agnes Riordan as these words,
so full of SOLEMN import, leave her ruby
red lips and float slowly out across the
broad demesne that stretches away to the
westward from the castle, and on which
the cabbages are swaying gently to and
fro in the soft, kissing wind that comes
languidly up from the south, as if 10th to
leave its sunny home. And the girl, as
they fall upon her pink-tinted ear, nestles
closely to him in loving fashion, and, al
though her voice is firm when she answers
him. there is a fear -haunted look in the
dark-brown eyes that are gazing SO stead
lily into his, and slight trembling of the
pretty white arm with its rounded curves
and soft flesh tints that is clinging to its
own.
81 d. not know,' she says. whether
he knows you or not, and that is why
am so fearful; why my heart is always in
the anxiety of a painful doubt. 1t is be-
cause love you so dearly, Gaston," the
girl continued; "because my love for you
is of the mad. unreasoning kind that
would renounce parents, home. wealth,
everything, for the one upon whom it is
bestowed; that these doubts are ever
haunting me, ever peering with their
wicked, leering faces. from behind the
black clouds of sorrow that fill all the
horizon of my life-that life which should
hold fer me nothing but radiant joy and
sweet content. And it is only when l
think of your great love for NE. and. bet
ter still, when I stand close pressed IN
your arms and feel your heart throbbing
against mine, that am happy; and then
there seems to be no grief nor sorrow in
all the wide. wide world, and the sky, so
lately overcast with lowering clouds, seems
like shield of turquoise bloom lowering
over the earth.
''She is daisy from Daisyville," says
CASTOR. softly to himself, land can talk
man black in the face''-and then turn
ing to the Lady Agnes, bends over her
tenderly and kisses the fair white face
that is upturned to his. She passes her
dimpled hand over bis face in fond, Ca
ressing way that shows how great is the
love she bears him. And then, when both
are stepped in the incense of grand and
enduring passion, when all the world
seems rose tinted, there comes suddenly
over the girls face wave Of pallor and
into her brown eyes look of CHASTITY hor
ror that is frightful in Its intensity.
my God!" she cries., Il near it. There
is no chance for mistake"
''Rear what?" asked CASTOR. His eyes
afiame.
''The ancestral footsteps" says the La
dy Agnes, drawing still closer to her low
ey. my father is coming!' -
Ten minutes have passed-hot, seething
minutes that Can never be recalled. The
Lady Agnes bends over form that lies
Frustrated on the ground at her feet.
''opeak to me papa" she exclaims in ago.
ny-''only one little word to let me know
that you are not dead
The old man opens his eyes. sand so
that is your lover, Agnes?"
Yes, papa.''
"And are you sure he did not have
brass knucBles or club?"
Eyes, papa"
Then how do you explain his terrible
power?'' and the Duke of Galway pulled
his nose into place as he spoke.
HE was," said the girl, in low, tremu-
lnIs tones, "bOrn IN Boston, % Cticago
Tribune.
THE SAME OLD SToRY-"Who is this
man 7" The one who is rushing along
with his hat on the back of his head and
his eyes hanging out?" Yes" '.Tnat
Is man who warned his servant girl the
other night to shut off the water so the
pipes wouldn't freeze" "And the good
girl obeyed ?" mot exactly. She meant
to, but her beau came up and she forgot
all about it. Consequently there was
freezs-up. Poor girl She is very sorry
Ii tears would thaw the pipes she wouio
shed 'em by the hundred" "And why
does the man rush," He is On his Wa,
to the plumber for consolstion.' ''And
what will the plumber do p'' HE will
show the man l4,67s calls which were
booked before he came 10, and which must
be attended to in rotation" And Will
there be any swearing?" There will,
my boy! There will be swearing and
stamping and growing and blasting, but
it won't be On the part of the plumber
lie will preserve his serene smile through
1t all. When the other man gets out OF
wind be will retire. ITO his office ?''
ION. no! He will go off and buy himself
an alcohol lamp. have druggist fill it for
him and return home to thaw out the pipes
for himself He can thus make saving OF
several thousand dollars, saying nothing OF
the personal satisfaction of getting ahead
of plumber" "And will he succeed Z"
mot by John Rogers He will crawl
under the house, scalp himself on the
joists, fill his knees with rusty nails, chock
himself with che smoke, and finally crawl |
out and give it up" ''And wait for a
thaw ~ mo, stree He won't wait
for anything. He'll skip down town for !
furniture van and move into another |
house. That's where his head is level. |
It's cheaper to move than to thaw out |
frozen water pipes. "-Detroit Free Press.
HE began life young" remarked
writer, speaking of an individual who had
risen to eminence. That's the way with |
most of us. We began life young. If we
could begin life old, we might be able to
avoid the pain of teething, the danger of
measles, and other ills to which infant life
is heir. But it seems to be necessary that