Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-08-30

SCENE
private parlor in a hotel in the White Mountains
French window at back opening on piazza shows
view OF Mount Washington in the distance Door
to sleeping room. Right Door TO corridor of hotel
Left. Usual furniture OF parlor, with table set
tCr breakfast
John discovered looking at bill of fare which
has bean marked). Broiled trout, spring chicken.
ham omeIet. I'm, He's getting particular
about his food That's sign they've been
married more than q week. II he STAYS out the
honeymoon here he'll swear at the cook They
all do The cooks kind of safety-valve that
lets out the steam when the matrimonial kettle
gets too hot. Well, I'll order the stuff.
GGoes left
Enter Mr. Pedder from door, r.
Mr. p. Any letters this morning. John?
John. I'll ask sir
MIR. p. Thank you. And breakfast as soon as
possible.
John. Won't be ten minutes sir.
Mr. p walking about. } How hungry am.
Couldn't eat much of that supper last night.
Perhaps the head cook doesn't cOndescend to
look after the late meals. Hope my wife won't
keep me waiting for breakfast. MY WIFE
sounds WELL doesn't il? Gives a man sense
Of dignity aud comfort to have wife. And
she's such darling. is Elem II it weren't for
thinking of poor little Lulu. there wouldn't be
the faintest cloud Oh my happiness.
Enter John, with letter.
John. Only one letter sir. for you, sir
[Nr. z. takes letter: John goes outI
Mr. p. Sitting, looks at letter. From George.
He promised to write soon. What's he got to
say: I!eads.l Dear Dick.-Hope the honey
moon Is proving all that the poets describe it to
be tSpeaks-] You can just bet it is. old boy.
lReadS- 1.-The city Is beastly dull: nothing de-
cent at the theaters and nearly all the nice girls
are out of town." ISpeaks] And I've got the
incest here IReatSI II must except the
TOmlnsons. on whom called yesterday to full
fill nv promise to YOU to see how Lulu was get
ting on" [Speaksl Dear old Lulu READS. !
Al saw only Miss TomlinSOn and Lulu. Miss
TOmlinsOn inquired Kindly after you. and Lulu
was very afectlOnate in her greeting. Poor lit
tie thing. il does seem hard you had to give her
up" [Speaks 1t was tough, READS per
haps Mrs Pedder's prejudices may not prove so
strong as YOU think and yOu may yet all three
be good friends. Having duly reported l don't
think there's any more to tell YOU May join
Vaughan on his yacht He has written to me
twice. With kndest regards to the bride,
yours. George Hammond"
Mr.. II. folding up letter.. One can always
rely on George. Glad he's seen Lulu. Better
not let my wife read this. She wouldn't like
what he says about her prejudIces. PUTS letter
In pocket / hear her dress rustling.
Enter Mrs. Pe1der in pretty morning dress
Mrs. p. Here j am. dear
Mr. p And very charming you look. too.
Mrs =. turning round so that he can see all
the dTeSSD thought you would like ii. Isn't
the looping back ofthe skirt pretty? | haven't
kept YOU waiting. have l.?
Nj L. No; he hasn't brought breakfast vet
Mrs. p. (gOing to Window. It's lovely
morning; we must go for walk directly after
breakfast. There's that fast-looking widow
going horseback riding.
Mr. P. advancing toward Window. Do you
mean the bic brunette?
Mrs. F. (stoppin@ him). You needn't 90 and
stare at her. You did enough of that last
evening at the hop
Mr.. p. Why. my love scarcely glanced at her.
Mrs. p Wen, there was no occasion to glance
at all.
Mr. P. If it weren't too ridiculous, I should
think You were little bit jealous.
Mrs. Z. Jealous OF that great Amazon, who
Carries dog under her aTm You know how |
hate horsy and doggy" women. I'd as soon
carry about an alligator dog.
Mr. +. (sOOthingiy). Yes, dear. know.
Enter John with breakfast things. incIuIing kettle
with WITH Sririt-lamp lighted Nil and Ars z. sit and
begin eating.
Mr. Z. This trout is dried up too much.
Mrs. p I'm sure, Dick dear, dOa't see any
thing the matter with it.
joan tasife). | thought he was dine.
Mr. T.. I'm glad YOU can eat it: | can't
Change my plate. John.
Mrs. p. No letters for me this morning. John?
John No, num- Only one for Mr. Pedder.
HE goes out with plates.
Mr. F. (asde). Why the deuce couldn't lie
simply say no? (ACud.) Just few lines from
HamfHeaa aeaF.-Ht s-f,t- hrs kindest regards
to You.
Mrs. +. Much obliged to him. I like George
Hammond best of all your friends I have met
Mr. T. I'm very glad you do. for he's the best
i have. | want you tpmake him feel at home in
our crib. when We get back to the city.
Mrs p I'll try. Dick. Holding ont sugar
bowl Does my dicky-bird want piece more
sugar:
Mr. P. No, thank YOU [Asidel Iwish she'd
lfr9rf -ft.F-. r..f--.
Mrs. p. What does Mr. Hammond write
about?
Mr. P. Oh. nothing in particular Only wrote
because he promised. Sends little club gossip
and says he may go Yachting.
Mr. T. Can read his letter? I'd like to see
exactly what he has 10 SAL. about me.
Mr. T. All right, dear; IN show it to you some
time But want You now to get ready for a
Walk.
Mrs. T You're in = great hurry this morning
Are You sure You are not dying to catch sight
u that widOW on horseback?
Ir l. The widow be-marricd again.
Mrs p. Coming to h.n.) Oh. Dick. you say
ment
MI J.. Perhaps it would be. To her husband
Ms T. tanNiou>iyD But you don't think so2
Nj T. How can / tell anything about it! |
GOn't know her or her intended victim
Mrs i. You know that isn't what | meant
Dick Iou don't find marriage punishment?
Mr. T. How can |. whel 1 have married girl
] love 50 much.
MIR 2, The only one you have ever really
Mr.. P Haven't 1 told you so hundred
timesT
Mr.. P Wei, tel it again. can't hear it
too often.
Mr.. p kissing he-). The only one have
I"aiiy loved. Now. while you put on your
thlE-S- ii have smoke. flakes out q cigar
and looks IN natcl-safe.l No matches again,
/ believe the case must leak.
Mrs. 7. There's a light under the kettle. Dick.
But please go outside TO smoke
Mr.. i. All right He takes out some letters
from Lis pocket. and tears piece off one to
make q lighter; walks to table, lights cigar and
IN putting letters back drops one without no.
ticiEG He has done sol I'll 90 out ON the bal
cOEy. Bring my hat and gloves dear VIXEN
yodlc ready; and don't be long.
Tile goes out through window
Mr. p. I wish tobacco smoke didn't make
he cough 30. hope 1 shall get used 10 it. for
IreE sake. Dear Dick, how good me isl [Sees
letter. Why, he's dropped one of his letters.
lficN> II up, and sees signature George
Hammond" That's the one he received this
morning He said might read il. Begins to
read-I Dear Dick" lSpeaks.l l don't like
any one else calling Dick. Dick" / wonder if
ne couldn't get them to call him Richard:
tkead~ Hope the honeymoon is proving all
the poets describe il to be-" ISpeaksI OF
course II Is. and sweeter, too Such perfect
happiness is beyond the expression Of mere
words iEeads.I THE city is bea.tly-"