Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1885-02-22

poucn the moor glngerly with their toes, as 1
it were red hot, and look regretfully ovel
their shoulders ct their left legs when the,
are not engaged in tying them into tru,
lovers knots, and snap their fingers
and cry "Hoor' at excited intervals
But the rhythm Of the reel didnr
crush Arts sternneSs; and when h,
led Harry out for a lemonade under tn,
famous Sir Joshua in the ante room, he had
lost his wonted smile, and looked inclined
for war. and sat by her side like sulky
Scandinavian god. The Queens Own o L,
wear, as you know, a costume more archteo
logically accurate than artistic.
why has the good uncle of the angy,
nephew not come to the gay dancer Har J
inquired, Ollendortfianly. Weren't tho,e
roanS simply stunning, and hadn't we a good
timef"
mo, hadn't good time, you know that;
and, forgive me, you are getting shockingly
slangy."
Harry opened the violet windows of her
soul-wide open-and said nothing.
You devote yourself to my uncle-can't
help that" Art went on, and then the pea
OF tiny bells tinkled softly; "but then YOU ar.
never serious for a moment Life is all o
reel to you; why don't you go to Girton and
be Wrangleress or something, or have q
mission, or go 'slumming'-anything to stor
this fritterins and frivoling away youI
young life:"
Art was getting ridiculous, and he knew
1t; still he foundered on
This London whirl is SO empty and shal.
low. See here, Harry, perhaps I've nc
right to speak, but let me give You Just lit
tie piece of my mind"
Il wouldn't give me very big piece. if ]
were you, Art; you know you haven't very
much to spare" said she of the violet ewes
and then he got cross, which was foolish, OF
course
What pleasure can it give you to fret me
sol" he growled. "Iiks all the rest of them,
suppose"
IL there's one observation that woman
dislikes more than another, it is that just re-
corded To be classified, to be made one Of
group whose ways and habits ara under
stood as if they were bacteria or blackbirIs;
to be summed up as 80 like woman" are
statements and criticisms, as a rule, uttered
by men in anger, and listened to by women
with contemptuous indignation; and SO there
was a row royal, and it pivoted on slangG.
ness in general
"You men" said Harry, "who insist on ap-
plying your racing, and cricketing, and boat
ing metaphors TO all the events of this life,
and to teach us TO do the same, haven't an
ounce OF the pluck of the Serious Johnnies'
who have the courage to use words out OF
the ordinary smoking vocabulary because
they know what they mean, which the idle
and ignorant don't Do you know, you ami
have spent years talking abject nonsense
to each otherr and there was Just a fain,
flush as she spoke. In the pause Art ha,
qualns of conscience, and his eyes wandered
round the room
"What do You think of that!" he said sud.
denly, indicating the Sir Joshua before them
He knew she was fair judge of pictures,
and waited for an earnest verdict to turn
the talk into less stony and perturbed chan
mel
With the rapt gaze of a seraph Harry
looked upward, and murmured softly,
Downright ripping!"
1t was too much for him. and after hel
own lecture, tool "Rippingl you ought tt
be put on baby ruskin, and water for
fortnight. The good old uncle would not ad
mire the young girls DISCOURSE" and then ht
hummed to himself an nl-advised stanzs
commencing Grabbed age and youth, and
laughed, till sudd emily the violet eyes turned
into steel-blue, like those of Glaucopi.
Athene, and a, the valse began Miss Horton
rose, and flashed out, "What right have
youH-then her partner came and carried
her off, and in answer TO subsequent in
quiries of Arts she stated coolly :aat heI
card was full
For three days subsequently he never
called on her-a dangerous experiment witt
girl like Harry three whole days Of COLDER
passionate youth lost, three beads falle1
from the chaplet that makes up life's rosary
But Uncle Arthur did call, and, what is more
asked the admiral to dine with him al
Whooile's, and had long talks with the port
absorbing sea lion
Then did my Lord Art do a very foolist
thing from Mr.. Worldly Wiseman's cynica
point of view. He wrote to Harry late one
night He loves the girl and he told her SO.
He upbraided himself. Hi earnestneS
knocked all the frivolity and irresponsibility
out of him for the moment, and he became
50 earnest, and wrote SO late, and used 81
much note paper, that the other men in the
club thought he must have taken to writing
for newspapers, and were naturally indig
nant, as his conduct seemed q violation OF
rule A, which stated that mo trade or call
ing was to be carried on in the club"
The next evenings post brought him q
line: "Too late; be brave for both our sake
H H." and he promptly gave orders t
pack up for ride to the equator in lawn
tennis shoes, with paI y. If refrigerators a
soothe the native chiefs withaL Morning
however, brought him an urgent invitation
to breakfast with his uncle in Flat A, al
which banquet be found himself the solitary
guest
"My boy" said his well-preserved relation
as he began on a slice of melon, "you did me
a great service, and shan't forget it Sht |
IS really charming; know you will approve |
Of my choice. Art, your affectjonate uncle |
is about to take unto his middle-aged bui |
still fascinating self wife,
"a whatl'
"A wife, irreverent nephew; it may seem |
foolish to you, probably is, more especially |
rs don't think she really loves me true, SHIT |
doesn't quite know yeti, but she said yes il |
/ MT OF pique with some unknown scapegrsce |
who was playing at sulks But then, bless |
7ou, l understand women and love will |
come all right after marriage, and now you |
NOW what l want Special license next |
St Dunstan's-in- the Lane-old |
City church, you know; no crowds and re-
,orters and fellows to gossip over it-they |
an do that in week if they like; and you |
know our motto, Nunc aut nunquam1 you, |
ny dear boy, are to be my best mani"
"Your whatp
"Confound it, sirl can't you heart Best |
man, second best, really" he chuckled. as
ne made fair way with a reindeer tongue; |
ami you are to square the man who runs |
she church, and the organ-grinding chap, and |
all the rest of it"
Art had his laugh out; he couldn't help it |
Forgive me, dear uncle, but really this new |
departure is SO abrupt-however, I'll see you
'afe through it all; I'll square everybody |
bridesmaids particularly. Mile felicitationsi |
St DunstansI why that's old Cantley's |
,burch; ne was up with me at Cambridge; !
;apital.sort, old Bob. Ard now, let me see
yes, you are not a real peer; still you get the |
license for the asking. Other people have to ]
20 and tell shocking Grams to old men called ,
leans of the faculty and a surrogate who |
i've in dens in the city and ask stupid ques-,
ions Then, there's new frock-coat, flower,
ockets for the girls, cake-no, that's her de-
lartrnent. toasts rings teleprams Nesn |