Clinch Valley news. [volume] (Jeffersonville, Va.) 18??-2019, 1889-06-28
MY lGISADVENTURE.
~ ALICE u. CLARK.


On the shrine of bad cold, I, Rudolph
au Corduroy, had offered up quininc,
emon juice, aconitu, iron, onions, hot
mater, coli water, camphor, cod-liver
ail, my time. temper, teeth, digestive ap-
paratus, and good looks without affecting
cure. Evidently should have to write
ind tell Resale i,cdfcrn that found nv
sell too Ill 10 go TO the theatre with her on
Friday evening. Would she care or
would She compare me disparagingly
with Biccps, of Tie Athletic Club, who
acvcr took cold! Very likely she would
send BiccpS word that he might call l
put ona fresh mustard plaster, swallowed
half pint of iron earglc and ouinnc
pill. Then, / sa;d TO myself, "Du Cor
iuroy, what "a lack of mental calibrc is
this. 10 curse fate because YOU cannot
meet I'M engagement with an eighteen
ycar-old girl whom you have known for
six weeks, and instead of considering the
Influence al colds upon humanity in gen
eral, to he intent upon such petty ramili-
ations o. thc subject as your own per-
'onal aguc, rheumatism and toothachc!'
These reflections, which might have re-
miicd in Il mindcurc or valuable ethical
conclusions, were interrupted BIZ q voice
the hail. which announced ~ note for
Number IT." la! "Numbcr II" WAS
myself y Year of camping ont in II
boarding house had accustomed me To
lear myself mentioned MS "thc third floor
'front.', or ''No. II, " or ''thc single young;
nan with the eyeglasses aud the striped
PANTS AT first l objected to
"paais.' But L learned to
accept the truth that trousers"
S m exotic not to he found in the vo-
,abulary of the dcnizcns of :; boarding.
aousc. Possibly this was note from
2osalie, and smiled and felt for a dime
As the messenger handed ii 10 me- 'tAIr.
Trcncher said was 20 call again in an
aour and half" he remarked, and i'm
nediately disappeared, having probably
learned from experience that his COM
munications were not productive of
dimes. Mr.. Blen Plume Trcncher was
shc cditor of the Weekly Philieiinc. His
aotc read:
"Nr II. M Co,du;'oy-
DEAR SIE.-Hour copy was expected this
forenoon. Please send as soon rs possible and
obligc. b. r. TIiENcfIER.n
sat down at my desk. Render. /
mast be frank with you, and if in conse-
lucncc you omit the rest of this tale, |
cannot help ii. | confess that | was
writing serial story for the Bte!Iy
Philitino-a journal which rcjoiced in
supernatural wood-cuts and sensational
novelties. ] had conducted happy
family of n detective in citizens dress,
all escaped maniac, Il noblcman incornito,
al cnigmatical widow, her three daugl.
ters, rich old bachelor, his house
keeper, his dissipated nephew, his false
friend, poor but beautiful orphan girl,
and, as II theatre programme might add,
soldiers, servants, bandits and the popuace
through eighteen chapters. ITnving in
PRODUCED such incidents rs the mnniac's
suicide, the apparent abduction of one
OF the daughters, the clandestine marriage
of another daughter with the disguised
noblcman and a mysterious robbery, |
had the story well in hand-also the cash
payments for the same. Drawing oc-
casional inspiration from my carbolic acid
inhaler, FASTENED my characters through
four unusually troublous chapters before
the messenger called again. Then |
looked in the mirror and saw that my
nose vas red and swollen, my eyes were
half closed and my throat had been
blistered by hot-watcr bandage. |
tried to smile tcndcrly, and the glass re-
Elected an imbccilc squirt. l attempted
to murmur gracefully: "Good-cvening
Miss Rosaic," and the only audible re-
suit, husky gurglc, completed my de-
pair, and caused me to dash off my note
to Rosalie informing her that was too
ill to call OH Friday. delivered it with
the manuscript TO the messenger, turned
out the gas and gropcd my way to bed.
Before go on with the narrative of the
consequences Of that evenings work, let
me describe an incident which was after
ward told me in explanation of the sud
Glen advent of one of my visitors on the
following Saturday evening, of which in
formal reception more anon. The 6:15
Saturday evening train for Sparta rolled
Iout of the city filled with the usual mis-
(ccllaneous throng of suburban residents,
laden with the Sunday dinner, the Satur-
day papers, laundry packages, the silver
trimmed alligator-skin hand bag, and the
honest markct-baskct uncompromisingly
titled with cabbage and corn-bccf.
Among the passengers were two rough
docking men, who took their seats in front
tof pretty girl, whose green tailor-madc
gown, tortoise-shell lorgncttc and pensivc
Sir were receiving careful attention from