The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1885-10-23
THE IDES OF MARCH.

It was the 10 OF March anu @Pion
fure equlnoctlal raged throughout Vhe
lily streets. A young man WHO l"o
iust seated himself at his breakfast,
when some fond recollection stole over
H. nL;aL Id hin, 70 irvoe+ioata the
INN WHICH ieu '", !
weather lie went 10 nc "lnuo" anu
faxed at the storm with e~Ver-lncreaS
mo dismay.
Scroo+ Sco++n he .iocuIated there's
>, - +ho
u pfeICy LleSS' l1e 0C"il'ioU '"0
heavens in all directions, but the u
look was hopeless. Catching up the
uoro1d be~ooaorIv so,ob+ rod Prob's
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VIEWS Vi Vie 9uoJe''' Du' u -
the weather was way on. Ola fFoo
said 'sclear and cold" With a sniff OF
oor+or,n+ Of snch demonstrations.
Co.,, ao,.o+od
ne laiu uo"n |lo PIp'l "'
himself to his breakfast
The door presently opened and ad-
nit+ed 3 small, crisp old gentleman,
morr;ro in sni+a
% ~
OF ms % years
Morning, Richard, said he.
Morning"
~'sSeasonable weather, eh, Richard?
Something electric in a dav like this;
sends the blood t~ingling through your
veins. and so on. Well. what's the
news-war declared? Pass me that
paper. Dick
The old pentleman's cheerfulness was
si~npularIv offensive to Richard con-
sidering his own low state, so he hastily
swallowed his breakfast and struggled
down to business, mumbling unpleas-
ant things about the weather all the
way. Martin Davenport, Dicks
uncle. was an importer of woods for
household interiors. He was wealthy
and a bachelor. II one was to believe
all he said he detested m and
daily declared that if Dick ever mar
ried he must saw eood-bv to his uncle.
Richard was his bookkeeper on a
slender salary 0est he should be lied in
SO temptation,l and in love with the
dearest girl in the world. He hadn't
told her so because, all things con-
sidered, it was useless. His uncle en-
loved rude health, SO there were slim
possibilities in that direction.
The fact that connubial bliss was at
present out of the question was the
immediate cause OF his perturbed
spirit. AT this very moment he was
pacing the Office floor in rage. Hehad
invited his fairest fair to accompany
him TO the play OF Julius Cesar" at
Booths Theater. The tickets were
purchased DAYS since. Dick pulled
them from his pocket asifhoping some
miracle had changed the date. But
no; March Is. In clearest type. met his
despairing gaze. He groaned aloud.
"tyhat the devils the matter with
you, Dick?" said his uncle who had
Just dried his feet and was preparing
for his morning work.
The Wild idea OF throwing himself up
ON his uncle's mercy crossed his mind.
and without thinking ofthe possibility
of being ridiculed, he exclaimed, "Uncle,
I'm ia q box"
Box What kind? Now don't al
financial Richard: it's no good" and
the old gentleman chuckled, gleefully.
AYou see, it's like this, Uncle Mar
tig," Richard went on, not as glibly as
he could have wished. ave asked a
young lady to go to the theater to
night, and it's raining great guns.
AWell?"
~sShe lives in Brooklyn. Storms, o
know, and | ought to take a carriage.
TO hire a carriage to go over there,
and then to wait for US and all that,
would take a lot of money. and I'm
strapped. Had money enough yester-
day, but ! forgot all about to-night's
engagement and paid a bill, and this
miserable - dollar bill is every bless
ed cent I've got. What shall I do,
Uncle?p
"Beware OF the ides of March, Rich
ard, chuckled the old gentleman, and