The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1888-04-26

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Horace)-''Wel, sir; I am ready to cor
graduate you upon your astonishing prog
ress-upon the astounding Roadway 20
have made. A little pale in tone, perhaps
but so is your Jane Gray. Jane Gray
pooh! II could lock her Up in tower an
then behead her whenever felt in the mood
oh, seOuLin'tI. Don't scowl at me, youn
man! 1 shall tempt you with gold, and
that doesn't serve III disinherit you, mar
that, sir Horace (goes over to table an
writes a check, there's enough to max
Monte Carlo paradise for an hour or tive
az least; take it and clear outn'
Horace-''Monte Carlor'
Brownies, Monte Carlo. Go and gam
Bile"
Horaco-''Uncle n. D., 1 can not-stay-
| aside Winnie said was to accept ever.
| proposition he made and trust in her
| (Aloud) Uncle y. B., ,ciH'''
Brown-'I supposed you would. Have
jerks pack up for yOu-and wait momen
here, Horace; l wish TO see you again be
fore you go.''
Horace-'vcry well, sir. exit Brown,
What can my Uncle \. 3. mean: What car
Winnie mean! What can it al meant" (En
| ter Winnic.)
Winnie-''It means that you are going to
| Monte Carlo-yes! Well, sir. the Monte
| Carlo to which YOU are going lies less than
one small quarter OF mile awaym
Horace-"Che ro!ete d!ref"
Winnie-"Just what say. Listen! Looks
all about the room then whispers Do you
know the road that leads across the Tiber-
over the Bridge Of st. Angelo close by st.
Peters, where, only stones throw away,
dwells one who is perfecting her Italian
Anal knew my brilliant scheme would
please you-and-bless you, my children !"
Horace-"O, Winnie, you're brick-a
regular kiln! But though it's awful nice
at present-how will it avail"
Winnie-"Why, by the time your money
is gone your wife will have wen the heart OF
Uncle Boney, see!'
Horace-'sN-no, not exactly"
Winnie-'Well, it's all arranged between
US; and shall hire her as a model-she will
come every day and pose for me-a real
Italian type she is, you know, and Uncle
Leon, will, of course"
Horace-"O, Winnie, Winnie, If ever I
smashed your dolls head inSearly youth, it
was simply because l, your only fraternal
relative, did not then appreciate what it was
to have sisteri'' -
Winnie-"Therc, dear boy, don't take it so
to heart! l broke your kites and lost your
skate-straps fully as often as you murdered
ny sawdust idols-let's kiss and make upr'
PART II.
TWO WEEKS LATER.
(llr. y. Z. Brown is discovered looking
out of the window. He suddenly starts and
comes hastily forward.)
Brown (cailing)-"Winnie!W inniel She's
coming-th2 models coming! Where is
that girl! She knows can't speak Italian
worth fiddlestring, and yet she leaves me
TO meet her alenei That model is the love-
lest being ever saw in my life-such eyes!
"Opens his own widely.) Such teeth (Grins
broadly.) Such lips! (Pouts.) If wasn't
such an old-setled-in-life sort o. person I'd
goodness knows what 1 ,coaldnt do! A sort
o. sadness in the eyes touches me-has she
a sorrow! What can it be! I'll get Winnie
TO find out, and if money can relieve her,
she shall be relieved. Old fool? Yes,
know it; but don't go crazy Oftenl Some
folks would say was crazy to send the boy
off to Icnte Carlo-but there was method
in my madness, yes, sir; method! Gone
whole fortnight and not a word from the
scamp in all this time. Must be win
ming, or I'd heard, fast enough. Jane Gray's
not troubling him much nowadays, Phi be
bound. Why, this lovely Italians worth
forty. Jane Graysi If he made her a niece
Of mine I'd give 'em my villa on the Hudson
and thousand shares in the X. Y. q. Gen.
trail for a wedding present. By Jove!
Another ideal I'll telegraph him to come
home at once and-ru match her against
the Gray every time'
(Mr. Brown sits down to fill out a tele-
graph blank. AS he writes, Jane Gray,
dressed as an italian peasant girl steals softly
up behind him, peeps over his shoulder and
mods smiling appreciation Of what she reads.
she breathes softly in his carr
Jane-"BVon g5orno, Si3nor!''
Brown Starting to his feet)-"O, Ow-
good morning, dear, good morningw
Jane-'Fd beL!isiDlo tempo, si5noret"
Brown-"Bless my soul, you don't say sol
I wish Winnie would come-sit down, seem
ereener, sit (motioning and speaking
very loudly sit DOWN.
Jane-"Ah-Si-rson ~ no capitor'
Brown-"Don't mention it, Seenereenerl
Jane-"Si Signore?''
Brown-"Do you not speak little-just
very little Engnshl"
Jane-"Ah, ST. signore-a leedle-a.''
Brown (delighted) -"A leedle-a'-why,
that's splendid, magnificent
Jane-"Elll me colnii, gsntile-ze."
(Winnie enters.)
Brown-"Well, my dear; 1 don't know
anything about Ella or gentle Lizzie"
Winnie (advancing)-She says you are
too kind, Uncle Nappy. B'soH giorno, Clio
Uncle Party, move away,
please: want my model to get into place
quickly. Prend1 una sedid, GioUdnnind,"
Brown-''Seems to me you're in an awful
hurry to make the poor thing sit with her
chin up in the air-can't you let her rest a
bit before you beginr'
Winnie-'.Not an instant. Sta Qllieto,
ignorirsa.'
Jane-"Son pronto."
Brown-''What does she sayr'
Winnie-''That she is ready, Uncle Polly;
sm't she a darling? Did you ever see such
beautiful eyes-like liquid seas of golden
0rown.n
Brown-"Did you ever hear of solid seas.
But they are lovely, and it's gloriously
good thing the child can't understand a
word you say; I'd be afraid to say such
.hings to her very face"
Winnie-"O, she don't mind it. See how
she looksr'
Brown-''And how sadr'
Winnie-"She does Look sad. She told me
/ little about her sorrow when you went OF |
o la galleria-"
Brown-'Speak English"
Winnie-"Very well, sir; the picture gal |
cry. And now, arddte rid-I mean, go |
lway, please, and I'll try to find out the |
est of it. Possibly we may be able to help |
poor girl!' |
Brown-"The poor grill All right, Win |
lie; I'm OF to telegraph Horace to come |
home; and, do you know, small woman, I've |
! notion of turning matchmaker, your |
llcle, Napoleon Bonaparte Brownw
Winnie" Uncle Boney, aren't you |
ashamed of yourself! And there's Jane |