The southern sentinel. (Winnfield, La.) 1883-1910, 1886-02-26

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empty-headed and brimfull Of sport Hi
pocketbook was ever open. Many
struggling fellow who went to bed q
night worrying over the expenses of tn,
morrow woke up in the morning to fin(
placed between the leaves of his Latin Of
Greek exercise book small note on tn,
Bank Of England. At first such unusua
beneficence puzzled us, but we very soor
discovered its true author.
1T was one Of those sultry July morn.
ings at the date referred to when Lund,
Tankerville, myself and Eve other chums
stood under broad tree near the main
gate OF the now Botanic Gardens.
Through the branches and short shrubs
we could all but see Magdalen College
bridge. We had turned out for an air
ing that morning. Cigars were lighted
and anecdotes of interest were being
told, when suddenly the conversation
turned and the subject of our remarks
became the belle and First Lady in
Oxon.'
Hold, cried Tankerville, pointing
in the direction of the bridge. why,
there she is. Speak of an angel and
She rarely ever appears. rejoin-
ed.
".By Jove! and on her morning walk
to Ifey, he continued.
81 glanced at the speaker and said:
Strange, Tank, that no man seems to
have ever approached, much less at
tempted to WOO. Lady Maud
She is proud. returned Tanker
vile, and his eyes dropped little.
the direction of Lund, and, with the
faintest twinkle of the left eye, ex-
claimed with emphasis: "A thousand to
five that not a man in Oxon will kiss
Lady Maud without offending her.
. I'll take your wager replied
Christopher Lund, quietly, and what is
more will accomplish the feat publicly
and within thirty minutes
81 need not say how the boys stood
apart and gazed at Lund in utter won
derment. There was silence, but only
for an instant longer. Tankerville and
Christopher shook hands. Lund for a
moment scratched his forehead, and,
half-soliloquizing, said: But where to
= ssAsO eaAO AvO POuASAos
30, Chris, never mind that, we all
said in one voice. Here, old fellow.
we'll loan you the sum-
well, boys, never saw lad look
IS he did for fully a minute. His ewes
were literally alight, and his whole being
seemed strangely animated. Within
three minutes later our plans were COM
pleted. Tankerville and your humble
servant were to follow Christopher at q
safe distance, while he was to approach
Miss Maud Caveliers midway up the
Ifey road. No sooner said than done.
The other fellows agreed to remain in
the shrub garden, and for more than
half an hour smoked. chatted and specu-
lated widely as to Christopher's venture.
We walked leisurely behind while Lund
bounded forward with light step. For
[ully quarter of an hour all was sus-
pense. Our heroine had advanced far
ahead; but Christopher was quick in his
and presently was within a
lew yards Of Lady Maud.
I'VE saw him gracefully remove his
cap and walk to her side. Lightning
like we observed her draw up and face
kund as in indignation. As watchers
only, myself and Tankerville were too
Iar behind to hear anything. In less
han an hour, however, the latter soon
became convinced that he had lost the |
wager. Yet, for months afterward he
pestered me to obtain all the particulars |
associated with Lund's daring act At
ast gave in and obtained an introduc-
ion to her Ladyship, then wife.
."Her account of the little episode OF |
hat July morning was touching. III
hall never forget it. In her own
words, softened now and again bv a |
smile, she said:
mr.. Lund. on removing his cap,
bowed low, and said: Madam, You are
) lady; l am gentleman. As such, the
avs OF etiquette forbid me to approach
ron without due introduction. When.
you have heard my
peech. I know full wen that
'our mercy and gentleness Of
pirit win suspend al law in nv
'ehah. A wager Of = thousand pounds
rs this day been laid that no man in
)xon viii dare approach and tender you
kl1 without giving you Just offense.
have undertaken 10 succeed and INV
iaims upon you are these: I am the
poorest among the poor law students at
|esus College. have IN invalid sister
s home in Wales. Her life hangs ON
thread, and thousand pounds may
ID IN sparing her to me. love her
nth . devotion that exceeds despera.
ion, and should she die I feel that INV
ife viii be blank
g qlf Nourno I eyln.ns2 III. A. ~.