The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-12-25

ewes pcnSiveiV upon frc,., lbat NJ. MIL
COIN Ike MI Rae' - person q
whom our sex l. . DO Sa.cca fond
That is the phrase 9. Mr. Rasturos'
Fred clasped his hands entrcatingly,
and besought Lis tormentor IN dumb show
TO have pity.
"Oh, let up. Kitty. do, put II. 'or
A. least let up on me. I've done nothing
% call for any such sarcastic remark On
gour part"
An right" said Kitty. I'm mute.
Give rs the story"
You all know Mr. Claverhouse,' bs
gan; at least by reputation
They. of course, had all heard Of that
celebrated Wit
- met him on board the yacht Of a inu.
tual friend, last summer" | went on.
AT dinner Mr. Claverhouse was very
entertaining, as usual. BY and by he got
to telling Us about his yacht. the Fear.
less lie became quite eloquent in de
scribing the splendors OF her cabin. You
m-m-ust know, said he, that She
e-e--s very well done up inside
WHY. shc-e--c's got two pier
glasses that are bc-be-autics. You
look IA one and YOU see yo-yo--yO-yonr.
self down 10 here. indicating his knees.
Then y--y-~ou tack across and look Ia
the o--o--other. and y--y-yOu see your.
self up to here. indicating his chest
Full view in 1.-two shots 50 con.
cludcd I. I've cotton introduced TO Mo
Window ia two shots
The telling Of this Renaissance had the
ono good effect Of relieving the awkward
ness OF the situation. which three Of us
at least were willing TO put behind us.
After this wo slid into q general con
ersation Fred was at first q tribe shy.
Ba; as it appeared that Kitty had con
ciaded 20 "lct mp on Us, as I had suc
/ gestcA. Fred gradually came ont OF winter
| quarters and beamed on Us again with III.
usual conversational warmth.
Il didn't know, lie said 70 Miss Win
dom. that YOU and Ki-Miss Kitty wcr,
acquainted How long have YOU known
each othery'
LET ne see, returned the girl, looking
over CT Kitty. chow long have we known
each other. Miss Clydei'
Then the two. for some neSplicati
reason. went of into another fit II ].
astonishing how much laughter that can
/ be accounted Tor IS INDUCED IN 81 time.
BE- the sex.
I 7
/ claimed Fred in q tuster, but don't yOt
/ thinl, Il would convey more information
10 us who are not in the secret If you'o
answer my question:
Come here, Fred. said Miss WINDOW
resuming her gravity and her perpen
| dicular At the same tine. I've some
thing to show you Nay r. she asked O.
Kitty, as she passed her.
Kitty shrugged her shoulders, and thu
young girl evidently taking this as sigi
| Of assent led her swain to the furthei
| end Of tho room. where kitty's ease
stood near a hack window. Ihsre the
leaned over picture which stood upon
| the easel. but which was invisible 10 mC
from where I sat Seeing them engaged
/ together turned 10 Kitty and demanded
"Will yon please inform me now, Mis-
/ Clyde how this School for Scandal stu
alton has come TO be precipitated upon u
/ two offensive mortlst
Nothing easier quOth Kitty. 1heL
| she rclepsed Tor moment into on amused
| chuckle Excuse me, Malcolm, bat b
was so funny. When You two men 60
| ont Of your chairs You looked for all tn
world as if You had just been carteo
| around from the Eden blusco.
triel to appear amused, and waitec
| patiently for kittys explanation.
you see. she began, Il havc been do
! ing some more work for Tho Tulltorer
! This time | have been writing mp th'
! Gotham studios Well. in NV distribute
| OF puns Oil not forget myself you ina,
/ be sure j described elaDoratcly thos
sketches / made ca tho Jersey coast las
| summer Tho p,n pictlres wale SOME
how a good deal nicer. than the brus.
ones" commented atty pensively
"Well. II so happened that Miss Window
saw the article. and. being en amateur OF
painting and having skctched on the
/ Jersey coast herself she came up 10 see
my pictures What's more, she bought
some OF them. added Kitty, looking over
| 70 where Miss Window was just then
making a pretty picture Of herself. bend
INC over the easel with the winter sun
! light falling on her blonde head. turning
| the masses Of her hair into gold
What have Won got on the easel over
there" / queriei
Its portrait If hcr-Laura" Kitty
replied "She liked NY method so well
| that she insisted Oh my painting her por-
| trait You know shes very rich, and she
paws me quite handsomely for it. She Is
a dear. good girl, aud I'm very fond OF
her, looking aifectionately at the subject
of her encomiums she comes up nearly
every day for a sitting. We were at 1t
when YOU came in. was Just finishing
one of her eyes, and told her TO keep quiet
for a moment. Then the conversation
ont here became SO personal that We
| couldn't announce ourselves And nifty
| relapsed into an amused giggse.
| Kitty, said severely, that joke Is
! getting TO DO q chestnut"
At this moment the other two joined us,
| and we drew up together around the coy
! fireplace and prepared 10 spend pleasant
afternoon together
Kitty made tea | ordinarily hate tea
but as Kitty makes il RUSSIAN fashion
she saws. and served with a slice Of
lemon. it is far from bad. by and by she
got down her banjo and played US two or
| three soft, piaintive melodies, which had
the effect Of sleeping Us In sort OF ten
. der melancholy. kaeburne, indeed, be
came 50 maudlin that nothing would DO
him but that Miss Window should sing
| That IS always the way. Whenever see
lovely face which quite satisfies me,
I some lQlOu lnSlAtS on inc athtue opening
| its mouth 10 disenchant me. settled
! back in my chair and prepared to hear
| white Wings" or THE Lost Chord,
with what fortitude might. Miss Win
dom took the banjo, strnck few soft
notes, and tLon in low, sweet voice, tul
Of expression, sang the verses which fol.
low. got copy of them afterward
from Raeburne. 1t seems he wrote them
one moonlight night during an especially
| desperate crisis Of the tender passion.
| Miss Window composed the air was
surprised on reading thelI to ind 80 little
Of the dreamy pathos that seemed TO per-
wade them, when Miss Window sang
| them.
| Sweetheart Of mine, Tapped n The gloom lie
| Mid bitter thoughts. Yet, dear, viii rejoice,
lf Il be so, that must make 'he choice
| To take my love aud let the NO. ID 60 by,
Sweetheart OF m'ne.
| Sweetheart Of mine, far through The silent night
| Ny heart turns toward ny dazzling where she
lies,
To b-eathe q kiss upon her fast SHUT eyes
| A,d eiaAu with HANDY dreams and