Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-10-29
A LOSING GAME.
The Moral to This Tale Ie Some.
 thing About Edge Tools.

The Moral to This Tale Ie Some- thing About Edge Tools ''I am going away tomorrow, Miss Cling stone" Robert Bweetwilliam uttered the words in the rich, opulent Oswego bass voice which fitted hi3 throat so we'll Yet, withal there was faint tremor in that voice-a tremor such as quivers upon the air for sev- eral moments after the dinner-gong in 6 fourth-rate hotel has received the final stroke. Roderick had practiced the tremor down to q fine, delicate point. "Going ewey 50 soon?" sighed rather than spoke Gladiola Clingstone. Then for long time neither spoke, and
 as every thing else was also still, silence reigned.
 The descending sun of late August day ] shot whitening glances through the over hanging branches to where the two sat deeply immersed in such thoughts as they
 happened to have handy, From afar, borne on breeze so gentle that Gladiola's sigh would have been hurricane in comparison came the fervid exclamation of some hon. est, callous-p -palmed farmer, addressed to the nigh horse which showed disposition to lag. A small, thin-voiced mosquito winged | it's flight on gauzy wings from the neighbor- ing swamp and alighted on the end of Glad iola's nose, whence the insect rose again | with tiny shriek of ftendish joy as it nim- bly, lodged terrific righthander aimed by Gladiola, which now spent itself upon the nose and circumambient air in about equal parts, u "Yes, can stay no longer; I must return to my duties in the city go away to mor- | row." reiterated Roderick, after many min- utes.
 Both were playing a waiting game. From much perusal of the ephemeral Literature of l the present time each had learned that when young man states to young woman
 in whose company he has spent a large DOT tion of his summer vacation that he Is go- ing away again, and does 1t, with the tremolo stop pulled out to it's full extent, the young woman may be prepared to hear | of something to her advantage if the young man is eligible. r...--S- Gladiola was waiting for Roderick to say something additional. Roderick was wait ing to be encouraged to go on. Couldn't you stay two or three days longer1" asked Gladiola at length. At the same time she sighed 50 violently that Rod erick iuvoluntarily pulled his hat down more firmly, as he would have done had a breeze suddenly sprung up.
 "Would you be pleased to have me?' ''To have youi Why, MT. Sweetwilliam, I"-
 gro hsve me stay, meant"
 "What dld you thlnk thought you meentv'
 "Nothing."
 "What you say often mems nothing, MT. Sweetwilliam," remarked Gladiola, who was quite an expert st repartee.
 "You fatter me, Miss Clingstope; but
 few of us have the ability to converse f-ee-
 ly about nothing. But suppose should say
 something that did mean something; SUD- pose should ask you to be''- 'sThefe comes papa, MT. Sweetvilliem;
 ask him, Roderick," exclaimed Gladiola, who, in addition to her many other eccom- plishmepts, had acquired tho ert of mind- reading and could tell beforehand what Roderick wanted to ask. ..-..
 "With your permission, desire to make you my father-in-lew," calmly an
 bounced Roderick, when Gladiola's father,
 the owner of vast estates and oceans of Tatered stock, approached.
 "Hai hal" laughed Er. Clingstone, with out changing the position of even single Sacial muscle. s.And what are your pros poets in life, young manin ~'-a7 ti
 "Prospeots7 daily no longer with pros poets. live on the proceeds of the past.
 My uncle was worth million when he died.
 am his sole heir. Sect" 4 4IcsuulPtuouS yOubQI Pe8OQ6 LrOm ny
 sight How dare you ask me for the hand
 of my daughter1 Youl the representative of plutocracy. My daughter shall wed . poor end worthy young man unencumbered
 with wealth and possessed of nothing but
 his prospects. Begonel say"
 Thus having spoken, Mir. Clingstone
 turned and went away.
 'How long has your unfortunate father
 been afflicted with paresis7" asked Roder- ick, who had failed to begone, when Cling stone pere had vanished from view,
 tt1t isn't that," murmured Gladiola
 NPapa wishes to be considered eccentric"
 He will sncceed; but it strikes me he is overdoing it,' responded Roderick. "But listen; have plan." S
 For half an hour thereafter Roderick poured words into Gisdiola's left ear. When be had concluded Gladiola said
 "sincewe shall be as one it will be mere form, and papa can not kick" Gladiola had one fault. In moments of deep emotion she sometimes became addicted to the use of slang.
 'sYou here againa told you yesterday to begone," angrily exclaimed Rufus Cling stone when Roderlck Sweetwilliam came Into his presence again at half past ten a. n.
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