The Press., 1890-07-10

nous altitude; 'tis just like the crowis nest of whaler Forth bridge a bigger machine, though Have had such disappointment'' = q, too, had my disappo pointment) got one of the Inman flags slowed away in my small clothes, and meant to have hodsted 1t over the tricolor just for a lark -- no chance, though"
 A series of gutteral grunts rent the air, and out of the lift which succeeded ours tumbled mob of copper colored, high checked braves a contingent from the Wild west en- campment.
 ..We're in luck" said Tom. There's Maj. Burke, Arizona John, and hii my conscience! Rocky Bear, Lone Eye, Scares-the-wind, Blue Rainbow, Kills Kackward-the whole boilin' of lem. They came across with pal of mine.
 Mai Burke shook hands warmly with Bul. lamy, and congratulated him on his presence there at that particular hour. Edison, he said, was on the tower with the son of the president of the United States and a party, and they were going up to Eifel's private apartment, where they were to have high old time of it. If we waited, he would take us under his wing. By the next lift the great man arrived, and the savages of Col. Cody's troop received him with species of war whoop strangled in the birth, and skipping of their distended cheeks, which, it appears, is the red Indian equivalent for ''hurroop' Then the company-and we with them went to an upper room, where the phono- graph was turned on, and astonished us with recitations, a flute solo borrowed from Mr. John Radcliffe, a violin performance from Mr. Corrodus and 8 charming song repeated from Mlle Leroux. We were hospitably treated by M. Sales son-in-law to M. Eiffel; and we descended together to the second platform the great man having expressed wish to visit The Figaro office. On the route Tom Bullamy abruptly asked me was I mar ried.
 'sNo," answered; "Inever loved but once; my first love shall be my last"
 ssDon't be so dramatic" he said. ''This Is not an Ingoldsby show. Why didn't you marry the girls You know, Willie, she was awful spoons on you, and it was a confound- ed shame for you to have tilted her as you didn
 'sWhatg' exclaimed I. Ibid Maude really love me? Are you serious in what you say? This is no joking matter. beg of you, do not deceive me-"
 Glove you, you absurd donkey? She wor- shiped the very ground you trod onl"
 ssThen why did she answer No when put her certain question that night on Denmark hills An, Tom, Tom, you don't understand women."
 ''You mean that she tgave you the mitten,' as the Americans say?"
 ''She rejected my suit if that is what you are driving at. There was a r1val, believe me, and he was preferred"
 "That, am sure, was not the case"
 'tWhat of the sandy whiskered gentleman who accompanied her to. the Savoy church the following Sunday, who took her to Brooks fireworks at the Crystal palace-in fact, who escorted her like shadow for weekss I could not bear it, and sought de- struction in travel"
 Tom burst into perfect tempest howl of laughing. "Othello," he exclaimed, 'by all that is lovely! Why, that was Cousin Gold finch from Faversham, the best fellow alive, a married man. But Muade cannot have been in earnast in rejecting you. From what hear she was fretting for months after you disappeared"
 .'Is she married?" timidly inquired :
 s'No; nor promised. I'm afraid if Prince Charming does not come shortly she will be tempted to turn nursing sister, or do some thing desperate. But, I say, Willie, is it true that you have been doing desperate things yourselfs They do report that you are regu- lar Benson-have run rig on the turf and been hard hit-dropped a pot of money"
 ..Everybody who has ever risked sou and lost it pretends that he has dropped pot of money. I happy to tell you that, as far as am concerned, it is a gross exaggeration. I have got back all I sunk, and a bit over. was on Mousset's mount for the Auteuil .steeplechase, and was lucky on the grand prix day; but no more racing for ma."
 T am glad of that, and so will the mater be- She would never consent to Maude's wedding sport"
 ''And Maude herself, do you think she loves me still?"
 By this we had arrived at the second plat form. "There she is" said Tom. 'Yon had better ask her yourself"
 '.Suffice it that we flushed, grasped hands, and before our tongues could articulate, our eyes had come to an understanding.
 "How could you be so cruel?" said re- proachfully.
 "Ahl Willie, I thought you had more com mon sense than to imagine when . maiden said No she could mean anything else but 'yes'"
 "Now, we're busy" broke in Rear Admiral Flapdingle. "If were parson I'd contract to perform the matrimonial seryice-I hear pursers had that privilege formerly. Maude, recollect this time you must say 'yes' to the Dulwich boy; and, Willie, bear in mind you must say Come to my arms, my Datch- elor girl As I can't splice the knot, pro- pose that we splice the mainbrace."
 Joined by the mater, we dined.S That evening at the Grand hotel, where the viands are con stunned to the strains of an orchestra. To the swelling bars of march, the soup was eaten. By the time we got to the roasts the edge of appetite was blunted, and we were in that comfortable frame of body when valse of Waldteufel can be enjoyed. Auber helped