Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1890-07-17
cHoLLY ON CLASS DAY.


His rale Of Ardent Love aud Vain At
tempts to Finish It.
/, And Cholly commenced early in the
day to tell his little tale of ardent affec-
ton; but it still remains untold. be-
cause
'Oh, Miss Rosebud So glad we've
met at last. Couldn't catch your eye
this morning in the crowd. The girls
have all got so much foliage ON their
hats, and your own hat had the most
provoking droop on just the wrong side
just enough to hide those little eyes.
Oh, certainly, your chaperone. So glad
to see you, Mrs. Ferret (confound herb.
Suspending your own conquests today,
suppose, 10 watch those of your fair
charges. q guess that sop will do for a
starter. If l can only get her off in that
alcove now, with plenty of feed and some
downtown fool of man, she'll keep
quiet.)
Il was just going to propose to Miss
Rosebud to make up little coy group
in that alcove over there and get some
thing solid, for Tom will want us to be
perfectly at home here, you knew, and
there will be perfect jam everywhere
else. Good! l thought you'd like it..
Oh, yes; I'll collect the rest of the girls
| and bring them to you. You 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 If
you don't mind. He has begged me SO
many times for an introduction to the
irresistible Mrs Ferret.
''Oh, you need not shake your fan at
me; you know it's so; and, Miss Rosebud,
If you'll just step out here one moment
with me and point out the straying lamb
| kins frola Mrs. Ferret's flock I'll help
You bring them in. believe I've done
it, For heavens sake, Miss Rosebud,
let me get you just one moment by my
self alone. Here, in this window. You
must know that-confound that waiter.
No; l don't want anything, nor the lady
neither. You do, you feel little faint:
| Oh, do forgive me! Here, waiter, cup of
bouillon, quick. l must be crazy to
think you can fly round as you have been
flying round with only the Gym. spread
20 sustain you. Heavens! I'm brute;
| but oh, Miss Rosebud, have no thought
but for one thing-one wish ever in my
heart, and that is How-de-do, Smiles.
With pleasure (confound his impudencel).
Miss Shallow, may l introduce Mr.
| Smiles? Yes, certainly. Excuse us,
Smiles, but Miss Shallow has lost the
| buckle off her shoe, and we are in search
| of it. See You again mot this year, |
hope. On, Rosebud, you are an angei
to think of that. We should never have
shaken him in the world, and your dear
little ruse to keep him off leads me 70
hope that you do love Why, Mrs. Fer
ret! after placed You so nicely behind
the little 5 o'clock, and Miss Rosebud
| and | are hunting frantically for those
| frisky lambs of yours Gncautious of mel
Mustn't take Miss Rosebud off again?
But, my dear Mrs. Ferret, didn't take
her off. We haven't been ont of the
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. Toll me, quick.
where are you going? I'm going
to Beck 81 Agassiz, and the Pi Eta's,
and over to Weld 6 Matthews, and up
on to 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 talk
| ing to that other horrible woman let me
| have one blessed little word from you.
Give me your hand just one instant, to
let me feel Too bad Mrs. Ferret; Miss
Rosebud got some salad oil on her glove
| was trying To rub it off, but l can't
| seem to. If You would kindly let me
take your handkerchief. Now, Rose
bud, quick! Bob Buncombe's next
Oh, thank you, dearest: I'll be there III
| five minutes. Boston Saturday Even
| ing Gazette.