The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-10

stances Miss imcgen wasin possession of suitable easalierio escort her to the Res. tigrew theatre party.
 The name of this gentleman was Lam- pereel, Silas Lanpereel. senior pa, tner in the firm of Lamperecl & Sunbath, paints, oils and varnishes. He was on the twi. light side of forty, grave, careful, precise, and quite the reverse of Saudauph. This fact was, doubtless, great relief to lmo- gen. True. Bolivar had been very dear to her, but then he proved. so much "dearer" to Peletiah Pettigrew that she had beg un to realize that she could, in the future be nothing more than sister to him. Fifty thousand dollars may not appear to be high price to pay for a genuine husband, but 1t must be con- fessed it is an exorbitant price for temporary lover.
 The order of the procession which filed into the hacks upon this memora- ble occasion of the Pettigrew theatre party was as follows:
 MT. and Mrs. Pettigrew, the former in full evening dress. and tuberose bouton- aire; the latter in white opera cloak and carrying atop-action, pistol-grip lorgnette.
 Mir. Lampereel and Imogen, the former with his chestnut beard parted in the middle; the latter in very decollette even- ing toilet.
 Mir. Terwilliger and Miss Kerplush, both wearing new and peculiar combina- tions hard to describe with any moderate degree of patience.
 Mir. and Mrs. Vermouth, the former a prominent dealer in foreign and domestic wines the latter, his wife-only this and nothing more.
 MT. Perennial Palsifer and Miss Jane Bolts. The former was in the "threads l" department of leviathanatic dry goods bazaar on State street the latter the only child of a man who had commenced business as Chicago alderman, and by great personal self denial and the most rigid economy had scraped together $I. 500 900 at the termination of his second term-and no questions asked. MT. and Mrs. Tuckup. MT. Tuckup was of the firm of Tuckup & Pullback, city contractors in the supply and paving line. They had been very " dear to the city of Chicago, sustaining the closest re- lations to that thoroughly sucked cor poration lemon.
 Don Webfoot Pettigrew and Miss Van Van de Van. The most striking attributes of the latter have been previously de- scribed.)
 Judson Peuigrew and freckle-faced girl.
 The above mentioned distinguished people comprised the Pettigrew theatre party. Disembarking from the carriage under the broad canopy extending over the sidewalk at the entrance to the Col umbia, the corps of amusement seekers again took up its line of march in the same order, with the exception that Don Webfoot and Miss Van Van de Van led the onslaught because the former was SUD- posed to have had the box. x.tickets con- cealed somewhere about his person. Jud- son and the freckle-faced girl still skir- mished in the rear and hung on the Hanks of the party with harassing volley of sm all talk.
 "By Jove!" suddenly exclaimed Don Webfoot, pausing in front of the box office, and skipping his vest, pantaloons and coat pockets, "l've forgotten the box checksl"
 Gracious p exclaimed Mrs. Pettigrew hysterically.
 "You don't mean to say you've for gotten 'em2' inquired the young mans father.
 "Why -no-I've not exactly forgotten them-but-er-I must have left them somewhere. Perhaps l only mislaid them," he said, brightening with this happy thought.
 Pickpockets in the crowd, eh ?" chir. ruped MT. Perennial Pulsifer. "Well, well, this is pretty gang" "Who are you calling pickpockets and pretty gangs" demanded coarse voice issuing from large cavity in the red face of big, fuil-necked man, wear. ing white vest, three yards of gold chain and pound or so of diamonds. You must judge other people by yourself" At this outbreak Perennial shrunk be- hind Miss Jane Bolts, and the big man growled inarhculase matches, all breath ing an aroma of vengeance.