Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-10-06

! Hall, contingous to the restaurants of
Madison Square, does not pop the question
| to the pretty girls with whom he talks and
waltzes at Tuxedo While about this par
| ticular apartment there is an atmosphere of
| the refinement of existence from the statue
of Cupid triumphant to the flask of creme
de menthe halt empty, another bachelor
apartment in the same block indicates the
manly tastes of master who rides hard at
polo, engages the foils at the Fencers' Club,
and has bout with the boxing gloves at
the Racquet On the walls are hung foils
and fishing rods, the pictures perpetuate
cross country exploits of the good old coach
| ing davs, and the small but we'll stocked
library is full of volumes of sporting refer
ence. But in order that the aesthetic side of
life may not be slighted, there is piano.
forte and a banjo, and while Chopin Sc
lection or niger melody ripples from the
one or the other, a capacious divan is occu-
pied bv spelIbound golden youth, drinking
at once the music and a brandy-and-soda,
such being the contrasts of life in the abode
of rich mems sons. But this sumptuous
lodger is no anchorite hermit. He often in
vites bevies of his fashionable feminine
friends to feastings.
A SEASHoRE DRAMA.
All the summers promises OF marriage
are not being kept this autumn. To one
hotel near 10 New York came q dainty little
maiden one warm July day, with pair of
feet so small and we'll shaped that before sc
hours had passed midst all the gayety and
fun she was the envy of the girls. Her
numberless variety of shoes and silken hose
simply drove them wild with jealousy. At
tached to this dainty maid with the wonder
!ul feet was handsome mamma and de-
voted fance. So devoted was hesthat the
other tri-colored blazer young men simply
stood at a distance cursing the lucky one,
and vainly signing for an introduction to
the modest maid with the innumerable
shoes.
AS the summer wore on, the fun became
fast and furious, and the soft, gentle girl
was beginning to change. The timid, help
less look was giving way to defiant, inde-
pendent gaze, and the associations with the
playing, ,champagne-loying crowd was
gradually doing its work. The devoted
lover looked on in despairing kind of way
and vainly expostulated with mother and
daughter. One day he went to the city to
buy a birthday present for his reckless
sweetheart. He intended to remain away
until the following afternoon to attend to
some business, but as the man was out of
town when he reached his Office, and the
longing to get back and protect the pretty
little girl was so great, he rushed to the
depot, swung on to the last car and went
back to the hotel.
HE HEARD ENOUGH.
1t was 10 o'clock when he arrived. He
hastily inquired for his fancee, and was told
she was walking on the beach. He started
down there, listening for the merry laugh he
knew so we'll. As he hurried on he heard
the laugh he had been listening for, coming
from turn in the beach just in front of a
fantastic little tent. He went quietly up to
it and looked. Out in the water was the
girl waGing in the moonlight. Her COM
panion was a man whom she had promised
her lover never to speak to, and sitting on
the beach was red-lipped blonde girl.
The man listened and heard the girl |
tell her companions what good |
joke it was on him; how he would scold her |
if he knew; what bore he was, and how she |
was only marrying him for his money, and |
how independent she meant to be when she |
was married. The man stole quietly back |
to the hotel, wrote few lines, put them in |
box No. 13 took the midnight train back to |
the city, and thanked kind heaven for let |
ting him find out his mistake in time. The |
affair on the beach was too much for him.
CLARA BELLE