The Daily bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Hawaii]) 1882-1895, 1890-12-17

i"BuuW rou'U 90 them" interrupted the
irreprcSSible Boomerang.
Come along, old boy! I've fixed it at
last"
Thus cried Lieut. Tom Jones, U. s. A.,
bounding into my room in his usual hop
skip-and- Jump style, and causing there
by deep cash in both the chins reflect
ed in the cracked shaving glass of my
bachelor lodgings
/ 81 rather think you have, l responded,
half savagely, as l mopped my bleeding
feature with piece of blotting paper
|. 81 rather think you have; but what in
the world have you fixed, besides my
chimp"
/ '.Oh, bother your bleeding! Just
! listen: I've borrowed the majors gray
and the surgeons 'Jalap,' done Uncle
Bob out of his double sleigh, and we'll
drive over to Shadynook and spend
Christmas. Hurrah!" And Lieut.. Tom
Jones. U. S. Boomerangs, spun round
kmy room as if he had just been pro-
kCrooli" | looked at him until he re-
gained pose on the back of my arm
schair, with his feet on the cushion. Then
/ said gravely-the tone was meant to
Econvey the most crushing sarcasm:
"Shcer's Jalap and the majors gray?"
"Certainly-why not?"
"Why not? Because, firstly, the gray
knever was in traces in his life; secondly,
Ebecause the sorrel never would go in
edouble harness, you know"
/ eyes, know But, then, they're both
Gold enough to begin; so come, old fellow
spack your traps. I'll give the ponies a
kwhirl down the road to keep 'em quiet
land use EN- to the bells. Hurry; I'll be
sbacS before you say Jack Robinsonr"
! stared at my friend to see if he was
kreally in earnest before l replied
B "Tom Jones, do look like a lunatic?
Have you any reason to Justify believing
Ene fit subject for the padded room? My
kdear boy" added gently, my neck is far
Etoo valuable to my country to risk break
Fling it for the sake of breaking old Sic
Eer's sorrel and your uncle's sleigh"
Z "Why, they're at the door now-just
Hook at EN- responded the lieutenant,
fwalking to the window. They're as
fquiet as pair of lambs. The sorrel has
konly one leg over the pole, and the SER
sgeant and my orderly can hold the gray s
Shead nearly still! Come! throw some
Fittings into valise and be ready by the
Htime get back"
Y / threw myself on the sofa and stretch
fed out my comfortable slippers to the
Esea coal fire by way of reply.
Cant do it, Tom. Pm too valuable
Ia member of society to think of suicide
at present"
4 Nonsense! Well have no end of a
Fjolly time at Belton's-raise the neigh
kborhood-skate on the pond-make
Floods of eggnogg-shock the old 'un-
Eand have q glorious german to wind up. y
1 shook my head.
a Cant do it, T. Jones' Even did
kwant to ruin my life insurance people
Hive engagements at home | cannot
Ebreak," and looked very important as
Fdwelt on this announcement. "You
ksee, lead the choir for their Christmas
Epractice tonight; I've been pledged fol
a month for my Christmas dinner at the
mayors, and l-ahem-I skate Miss Bet
lite on the pond this after" -
'Oh, what head l have!' Tom broke
lin. Didn't mention that? Uncle Boil
you must be sure to come. And mind
tyou are to tell him the horses are dog
quiet Bet swears he'd never believe
me-"
B Miss Bette was going!
! Before that young lieutenant had halt
finished his sentence l was at the win
dow gazing at those horses with an in
terest no quadrupeds ever possessed fol-
me before. The sorrel had falleI
in his effort to get his leg bacl
over the pole, the grizzly old ser
geant was sitting composedly on his
head, blowing huge clouds from
his pipe, while the orderly unbuckled
the traces. The gray amused himself
meanwhile by swapping viciously at the
boy who held him, and with every SNAP
he made a vain lunge with his heels al
the orderly's fatigue cap, the latter dodg-
ing beautifully as ever did practiced
sparrer before big bruiser. The view
was not encouraging. They certainly
were hardly the pair to risk young
lady's-or my own-neck with, even
though Tom was famous throughout his
corps as a perfect Rarey.
"By George" ! half soliloquized, ~
don't think she'd be safe behind those
devils"
"Bosh! With me driving Only the
bells tease them little for the moment
One turn down the road and Ill bring
them back like pair of sheep"
"But hardly thing
"And certainly know. Comet Bets
crazy TO go, and says she depends ON you
20 persuade Uncle Bob tho horses ar'
quiet"
Miss BettiedoesY hestated. There
was a lump IN my throat and singing
IN nay oarsi was deucedly afraid of the
mad beasts myself, but then she wanted
10 90, 30 addedi well, perhaps after
an ihey may he little quieler soon
And, Tom, you do-ah-really think
them suffer
"Cr1Mnly dn, and liet does, too
Shoe 90. bil afraid" Ingl decided nae
"IOn JOnos" spoke sith deep soleIn
Ala. kiss ulal lsl0lasai WIS tAsD