The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1888-06-15


Frosa she Nashville American.
The incest little episode Of The sea-
son in social life occurred ct the RESP
dence Of 4 charming family on Spruce.
street just the other day.
One OF our best known citizens g
man Of high social standing, who y as
polite as he is ingenious in his social
relations, heard that an old friend.
Mrs. Judge D. from a neighboring
town in the State Of Alabama, was in
the city. His remembrance otStho
charming Mrs. ID when she VAS Miss
and he was the most gallant OF al the
beaux in that circle Of cultivated
people III the old town of FL, carried
him back TO youth titiul frivolities,
when the flash of the Maiden eye
quickened the hearts throbbings. and
to d friend ne said: asWell, BY George,
/ will 60 and see Matte. / have not
seen her in 80 years. Wonder If she/
will know me2 Go with me and seess
meet; it will be youths pleasures
brought back for the hour. Go and
see us meet. But don't you tell her
who / am. Don't; be certain. Won
der If she will know me?" And step-
ping into a BARRIERS shop he said do
me up; do me up nice; make me look
as young as possible; confound these
gray whiskers. But never mind, I'll
put on the smile Of youth"
Reaching the residence. he was met
in the hall by the elegant Miss He
gave again special instructions not to-
be introduced, again calculating. ~
wonder if she will know me?n
Entering the parlor where sat
in lovely chat a charming bevy
OF ladies the central figure Of
whom was Mrs. Judge D., and 3 most
lovely woman she was, too, with q
head OF hair as beautiful as hoar
frost, but a bright, smiling face, which
marked q charming contrast with the
whitening locks above. Approaching
her with no introduction, but extend
ed hands and the smile OF youth
under a frosty beard, and with a keen
and lively remembrance OF the days
long gone by, he said, with the heroic
confidence OF an Andrew Jackson and
the politeness OF q Robert 4. Chester:
Matte, do you know me?" Mrs.
Judge D., catching the spirit and not
TO be beaten in the open field, politely
rose, all smiling. She accepted both
hands which iiEe ksd rendered With
the bewitChing tenderness ola relnven.
ated beau, but said with coy forget
~fulness; "You take me by surprise.
Like myself, you can't conceal the
creeping years, and one whose head is
silvery as mine can't be expected Co
remember even old friends of the
youthful period. Please tell me your
name. You keep me in suspense,
"But" sSssa tae Nashville friend, with
the politeness born with ell the true
gentlemen Of this good old city oE
social g~entleness: "Why, Matte,
don't you know me? Look into nay
eyes; think back 30 years ago; take b
good look. / would know you any
where. Your eye is just the same,
You we're eharmiasgy beautiful whan
young. and time has only changed the
beauty OF youth into the charms Of
the matron. Well, well, Matte, 1 am
surprised
"But, said the lovely woman whose
charms had been SO familiarly hand
led. my name is not Matte. Judge
DIS first wife was named Matte"
1t is only necessary 70 say that the
hero OF the occasion covered himself
all over with glory in theretreat. Joe
Johnston couldn't have beaten IL Id
his Palmiest days.