Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1890-12-14
DER lLTE CHApERoI.

J they often make mistakes like that. Kan
garoos can't jump like women when the
women are jumping at conclusions. You
see, the trouble was that Coils Beattie-
Collie they called him when they wanted
to be funny-did not have much to say.
He used to lie about the hotel veranda in a
big steamer chair and read novels. He
wore yachting suit and cap and silk
shirt. He di& not look bit salt, because
the skin of his face was as white and as
smooth as baby's. So they laughed at
him for wearing yachting suit All the
other fellows wore them because it was a
yachting port upon the Sound, and pretty
much every one went in for sailing, which
was about all there was to DO at the place.
Collie went sailing once or twice when
some generous fellow took pity on him
and invited him. Then the women laughed
at him more, and in strange German
called him Der Aite Chaperon-the Old
Chaperon-because he always went down
| iEto the cabin, stretched himself on a
locker and fell asleep. They said he was
afraid the spray would spoil his complex
ion.
Collie didn't seem to know that he was
being laughed at. If he did know it, he
did not mind it. He never said ANYTHING,
but went on reading novels. German
novels, too, and he read them in the
original. 1t was most exasperating. What
business had man at CAV. active sum.
mer resort to wear nautical toggery. have
a skin like Queens baby. and read Ger
man novels? Once some one said to him;
"Come and play game of billiards"
"Thank yeu," he replied; "it's little
too much for me, you know
/ He certainly was fool-and law one.
too. They tried him on several things,
but he lay in the steamer chair and read
German. And there were at least six
beautiful girls in the hotel. And every
one of them had been piqued into trying
to interest him. But he lust STAYED in
the steamer chair and read German, or
went to sleep in the cabin of the Yacht.
| He didn't get seasick. They remem-
bered that after he had gone as one of
| his good qualities. They had him out one
| day when it blew fresh and there was a
lively sea on, but he went to sleep like
rocked infant. He certainly was the most
torpid man that ever lived
"Never mind" said Mrs. Bisbee one
morning, "Miss Silvers is coming here
| next week. Perhaps she'll wake him up.n
'You don't mean Matte Silyers. do
youw exclaimed Gertie Greer.
eyes, do"
9Oh, DEAR"
And Gertie's mouth went down at the
corners.
"What's the matter with Matte Sill
vers ?? inquired Ethel Brisket.
"Oh, nothing" answered Gertie, defect
eddy; "only l was at place where she was
once"
"Well, what of it?" demanded Svbil
'Vane, that tall, white girl, you remem-
Der.
SWELL" sighed Gertie, 'every man in |
the house dropped right down at her feet
oh, my! is she SO very wonderful ?o |
asked Ethel.
''oh, nothing much" replied Gertie;
Just the most beautiful woman ever saw,
and with two little millions in her own |
right"
There was painful silence, and all the
young women looked glum. Gertie was
not girl to be sneezed at, and she used
her mirror. Her detection was ominous.
The girls gazed anxiously at Mrs. Bisbee.
II don't wan: to be disagreeable," she
said, smoothly, 'ibut Pm afraid it's true.n
whats her style ?" asked Sybil.
Brown" replied Mrs. Bisbee, senten.
tiously
Brown"
Eyes, burnt sienna. Burnt sienna hair
and eyes, dusky-pink cheeks, dusky-crim-
son lips, silk-plush complexion-ali cream
and coax-and two millions from her
uncle" said Harold Beaver, who had lust
come up.
There was general biting of lips
Haven't seen her for three years. he
sand |,
"Ah Perhaps she has fadedw ex.
claimed Ethel.
"The dusky browns don't fade much"
aid Harold.
mo" said Mrs. Bisbee, II saw her in a I +,
,ox at the Metropolitan last winter, and !
he was radiant"
Why, she doesn't BELONG to New York"
,ybil said
mo, Baltimore" responded Harold.
Il don't see what she wants to come
way up here of" grumbled Ethel spite
ully. Whats the matter with Chesa- :
'eake bay?o
"Well, she's coming next week." said
1rs. Blsbee, moving away with Harold !;
l had letter from her mother to-
ay."
II hope she'll like him." said Ethel.
ooking scorntully at Collie in his steamer :
hair
"That will not do any good" answered
iertie; ''the other men will all like {
er." a
'of course" said sybil; "were not worth !
wo millions, any of u.s."
And we're not dusky-browns," snapped {
ethel, caressing a stray raven lock; hsalI U
ream and coax Humphlo s.
But she's lovely GIRL" sighed Gertie: Il
or she was, two years ago. | haven't met =
er since then. was at Cape May. You n
ant help liking her. r,
"Oh, yes, l can, ana / will decided u
ithel, as they arose to go down to the ::
Tater. IL
The day before this paragon of actresses p
as expected Phil Partridge invited all "
ands to go sailing on his sloop. And u
hen he got a telegram which compelled :.
Inn to go to the city. But he insisted on a.
leir going sailing just the same. His 81
iillng master would take them, and they 5,
ould invite Der Alte Chaperon to 90 u
long as his substitute. That made them p
ugh. But they got Collie out of his q
Gamer chair and took him along just the
4me. OF course, he went right down into ~
lie cabin and prepared to go to sleep. Ut
''Bless my soulp exclaimed Mrs. Bisbee.
hats little too bad. The only man in W
le party. wouldn't stand it, girls" :
"Manw exclaimed Ethel. aCall that IN
ldding-faced gelatine man. Lord for 81 81
We u.s. III
"Oh, say, Ethel" demonstrated Gertie, q.
'ou ought not to talk like that" va
"Don't say ought to me. I'm tired of Sc
ing what ought to do" n,
Ethel was twenty-six and her skin was y;
owing yellow under her eyes. "
$50 down into the cabin and keep Der IL
lite Chaperon awake" suggested Sybil. :,
"Do it yourself" 20
'Not such bad idea," said Sybil, slip w
ng down the companionway. :.
Collie Beattie was not asleep yet. He y,
up and stared as the tall, white girl =
me below
"Awfully good of you, you know" he :
"Oh, it's not so very good; but what do Err