Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1890-07-05
ChOlly on Glass Day.

Prom the BostJn Saturi lay Evening Gazette
And Choly commenced early in the day to
tell his little tale OF ardent affection; but it
still remains untold, because
''Oh, Miss Rosebud! SO glad we've met a.
last! Couldn't catch your eye this morning in
the crowd. The girls had SO much foliage on
their hats, and your own hat had the most pro-
vokinG droop on just the wrong slde-iust
enough to hide those little eyes, On certainly.
your chaperone. So glad to see you Mrs. Fer
ret (confoand herb -Suspending your own con-
quests today, suppose, to watch those Of your
fair charges. q guess that sop will do for a
starter-r l can only get her off in that alcoye
now, With plenty of feed and some downtown
fool OF man, she'll keep quiet. was Just
going to propose to Miss Rosebud to make up
a little coy group in that acoye over there
and get something solid, for Tom will want us
to be perfectly at home here, you know and
there will be perfect jam everywhere else.
Good! Thought you like it. Oh, yes I'll collect
the rest OF the girls and bring them to YOU
lou Just SIT IN behind this little o'clock and
sort OF preside. There. now you won't have to
move for an hour and I'm going to bring John
Jay tandem over here, IL you don't mind He
has begged me so many times for an introduc-
ton to the irresistible Mrs. Ferret Oh, Won
need not shake your fan at me, Won know it =
SO; and, Miss Rosebud, if you'll Just step out
hsre one moment with me and point ont the
straying lambkins from Mrs Ferret's flock I'll
help you bring them in. believe I've done it. J
For Hea<eIrssake, Miss Rosebud. let me get
you ,dst one moment by myself s,ope. Here,
I'D this window. You must know tnat-con-
found that waiter; no, i don't want anything
nor the lady, neither-You do, you feel little
falnH oh, do forgive me; here, waiter, a cup
of bouillon, quick. must be crazy to think
you can fly round as you have been flying round
with only the Gym spread to sustain you
heavens, I'm a brute; but OH Miss Rosebud. I
have no thought but for one thing-one wish
ever in my heart, and that is-How-de-do,
Smiles. With pleasure (confound his impu-
denceD Miss Shallow, may introduce
US, Smiles, but Miss Shallow has los,
the buckle off her shoe and we are
IN search of 1t. See you again mot this year,
/ hope.) oh, Rosebud. you are an angel to
think OF that. We should never have shaken
him IN the world. and your dear little ruse to
keep him off leads me to hope that you do
love-Why. Mrs. Ferret after | placed you so
nicely behind the little o'clock. and Miss
Rosebud and L are hunting frantically for those
risky lambs OF yours?-incautous of me-.
Mustn't take Miss Rosebud off again? But my
dear Mrs, Ferret. didn't take her off We
haven't been out of the room. Going, and be-
fore Miss Rosebud has had anything to eat
You must let her have little salad because
| Heavens, Rosebud, my heart will break if
don't have another word with you. Tell me,
quick, where are you going? i am going to
Beck and Agassiz, and the ri Eta's and over to
weld Matthews, and up on Garden street
and down to the Port; and how am ever to see
you again for a moment, heaven only knows
But while that horrible woman is talking
| TO that other horrible woman let me have but
one blessed little word from you. Give me youI
hand Just one instant to let me feel-Too bad
Mrs Ferret; Miss Rosebud got some salad oil
| on her glove. l was trying to rub it of, but
can seem TO. 1fyou would kindly let me have
your handkerchief Now, Rosebud, quick!
bob Buncombe's next Oh thank you dear
est; I'll be there in i've minutes'"