The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1890-11-05
JACK BROWNS BRASS.
Tt Enables Him to Thrive During
tho Summer Time.


pie whose mental equipment hibcrnatcs
all winter. but who fairly coruscate with
wit and wisdom in the dogdays.
There is 4 fellow hcrc-you can call
him Jack Brown, but that Is not his
name-who has mado himself by his
summer campaigns. IN winter, he does
nothing but tic up the ends OF the sum
NOR work. His brains lie perfectly fall
low from September to May, but tho
work that they do from May so Scptcm-
Der is worth golden halo. Jack is one
OF those young mon who appear TO DO
not much OF Il person. He can dance
we'll, and his clothes fit him, and he
never falls in love. "N!othcrs love me-"
he has been heard to modestly remark;
''for though | am tic ideal of tho per
fectly irresistible detrimental, | never
havo been known to entertain scnti-
ments toward their daughters" lie
tslks rather we'll, knows everybody and
every thing in tho way of gossip, is
good-tempered, and leads germans CAPT
tally.
With these modest social acquire
ments, he is universally in demand
Never was there man more sought aft
er, and-with due regard for Jacks
charms-less worthy of it. The finest
follows in New York, with brains and
pedigrceS and incomes and futures, are
overlooked by hostcsses, who will have
Jack and no other. Nobody knows
where nc comes from, very few who he
is. lIo may have 4 record like Jack
Sheppard-hc must have begun very
early, for he is only about twenty-six
n f1,r
town swing back to receive him, as
though he were Prince George, or Ward
McAllistcr, or King Cctcwayo, or some
other large-sized celebrity.
In tho winter he leads germans and
organizes thcater and toboggan purties
he has some business somcw hero
downtown, but nobody knows any
thing about that-and in the summer
he goes and spends Sundays at country
houses and seaside resorts. During
these excursions he is always some
body's guest. Other men go to hotels
and inns and spend the hard earned dol
lar on four-by-SiX bedrooms under the
tin roof, where tho water boils in the
pitcher and you can fry eggs on the gut
ter outside the window. When they take
drives they pay at Summer-hotcl rates
Tor two brokcn-windcd stccds in ram
Shacklc buggy, and when they go for q
row on the lake the boat is so old that
they have to keep baling it out with
their new straw hats, which turn vel
10" and curl up. All this time Jack
Brown, who SIS the guest of Mr.. Mont
gomery-JenlSs' family is lying spread
in wicker chair in his white ilanncls,
reading the Sunday papers, listening to
the swash Of the waves down there OH
the beach, feeling little cool brcczcs
play through his hair and slipping iced
liquid from glass that fits into hole
in tho chair-arm. Later on Miss Mont
eomcry-Jcnks comes out i'll u fresh mus
lin dress and a large criInpcd whito
muslin hat with yellow poppics climb
ing up the back of it and mist of
white vail softcning her enchanting
fcaturcs-comcs out, drawing on pair
OF loose tan gloves and asks him if he
would like to go driving with her in her
now spidcr-phacton that papa gave her.
80 she drives him out, sitting up high
on her dark-grcen cushions, her whip
and reins held to perfection. Tho new
phacton runs as smoothly as stage
ghost, GOODNESS has come up with the
sinking Of the sun, and the air smells
OF the sea and the pines. When they
drive homo through tho cleaning they
have to put on their coats, and Miss
jerks just touches her team of chest
nuts into hammering trot that whirls
them past the spectral woods and fields
and brings them up in u whirl Of dust
before tho gray stone Roman arches OF
Old tSomery-Jenks seaside cottage.
Then there is dinner, and music, and
talking; all SO cool and pleasant and
luxurious. In tho morning he has to go
back to town, but all goes well even
now--tho boy has not BACKED his pat
ent-leathers, the servants do not demand
money of him, Father Jcnks' commuta-
tion-tickot is good for any number of
guests, and tho daughter bushes pen
slvcly as sho bids them goodbye. Who
would not be Jack Brown?
The most maddcning thing about him
is that ho always is so sure, so confident
that every ono will be dclriously en-
rapturcd To SEQ him.
Going up to old Mulligans at Now
port over next Sunday" he says on
Thursday afternoon, in response to an
inquiry as TO his movements.
"Non don't say so? Old Mulligan or
tho girls ask you?"
"lioth-all of them-fairly dote OH
n tina; crowd. Stuck on my style,
doar hoy Can't do without me-
When did he ask you?'
''Oh. he hasn't done it in blacl, and