St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-06-13
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REAITTIFIrI, GIRL

nous cat's-eye in his shirt front. He was
bald. nonchalant and blasc and he sat
with the tips of his fingers touching and
his head thrown well back. They made an
attractive picture, surrounded as they
were by the lights. the drapery,
and the artistic bits of bric-a- brack in the
room. At discreet distance across the
apartment sat the mother. She was angu-
| larity itself. There was not curve to be
| seen from her straight eyebrows to her
Square-toed slippers, and she sat as rigidly
erect as drill sergeant. She wore an elab-
crate costume. and a book lay i'll her lap.
They were talking in measured sort OF
a way about Florida. The bowling swell
had succeeded in delivering the sentiment
that FLORIDA was rather slow" when the
pOrtiers of the front room were pushed
aside and man about 80 years OF age
entered. AS he stepped into view and
stood looking down the length of the deep
parlor toward the little group the girls eyes
opened suddenly, her lips parted and she
started into a half-sitting position in her
chair.
THE YOUTH MOVED FORWARD
easily, gracefully, and with superb assur-
ance. and the bowling swell rose with an
air that seemed to indicate that he was not
sorry for the interruption, and rather APP
proved of that canon of society which
suggests that one gentleman shall leave as
soon as another calls. The newcomer who
sauntered so calmly toward the angular
and forbidding mother OF the beautiful
girl is in some respects the best known of
the young men of New York. He has had
money all his life, and though he has
Squandered two enormous fortunes he has
still enough left to live in decided luxury.
When he was IS years of age he drank
absinthe and had yacht and half interest
in racing stable, and by the time he was
twenty his name had already been assOci-
ated with that of a well known actress. At
twenty-one he achieved the unique dlstinc-
ton of being publicly horsewhipped on
Fifth avenue by an Infatuated husband.
From that time until this he has impaired
deep vermiilion dye to the town over night
and made himself more or less conspicuous
during the day. He always has the show
lest OF traps, the most spirited OF horses,
and is altogether the sort of a man that the
mother of refined and imaginative girl
does not welcome into the family circle
with any marked degree OF cor
diality and enthusiasm. His placidity as
he strolled languidly into the. apartment
where the ladies sat was admirable. He
up her book with an athletic movement, and
smiled pleasantly at the girl. The bowling
swell looked at him with twinkle of his
eve, and then bowed pompously three times
and withdrew.
The newcomer did not make any effort
at all to propitiate the mother. He knew
perfectly well that she had not asked him
to call, and he was quite aware that she
was Tuning inwardly at his presumption.
He deliberately ignored her and turned his
ATTENTION TO THE DAUGHTER.
The girl no longer smiled. The awful
and stony glare of her mother depressed
her, but her eyes spoke volumes. As the
young rounder sat opposite looking at her
quietly he was the picture of correctly
attired, handsome but somewhat diSSipated
looking man of the world.
At this stage of affairs, and before
dozen words had been said, the portieres
parted and another caller stepped in. He
was a quick, wide-awake, red-faced, rot
und and talky little man with single
glass screwed firmly in his right eye, and
his hair very much awry. He burst
into CLASSY smile and pranced to-
ward the rear room. uttering a series of
gratifed EXPLANATIONS and cheerful greet
ings. The mother was so glad to see some
one come in and thus fix q limit to the stay of
the wicked young spendthrift, that she rose
from her chair to meet the latest arrival.
The young man scowled, but also rose, and
the girl tapped an ottoman with the toe of
her slipper impatiently. The newcomer
carried a book which was tightly wrapped
in paper and securely bound with cord.
1t was for the mother, and he tried to
break the string with his fingers, but with
H., -
rounder, who had calmly reseated himself
face to face with the girl, and about six
feet from her ON another low chair, and
asked him if he had knife.
Every sorry" said the Young man, Ian
guidly, without making the slightest move
ment or removing his eyes from steady
and devoted stare at the girls face, 'but I
nevery carry one"
Very curious. very curious, indeed.
must say" spluttered the talky little man.
still Juggling at the string, don't you know
it is very remarkable coincidence that I
nevery carry one either? Of course, there
is no particular reason for it, you know"
''There is knife OH the library table,"
said the young girl. languidly.
''Oh is there, indeed. Oh, yes, of course,
of course, there must be-" said the little
man, trotting nimbly toward the rear of the
house, and continuing to talk long after he
had left the apartment.
After a short time it was borne upon the
minds of the other three that he could not
find the knife, which was not surprising,
from the fact that there wasn't any there,
as the girl had known. The mother rose
and started into the other room to assist in
the search.
AS the mother passed through the door
way the girl almost sprang to sitting po-
sition and looked over her shoulder at the
retreating figure of her grim guardian. At
the same moment the man pulled himself
up in the chair, and as the train of the
mothers dress swept out of the room they
sprung at each other like pair of
tiger cubs. And that is how an over
chaperoned glrl managed to get a kiss
Clara Belle. in Cincinnati Enquirer.
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