The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1890-02-22
Pelham. beg pardon, my beautiful

| Pelham. beg pardon, my beautifu
sofa.cushion.
Katia. How dare you, Mr.. Pelham.
Pelham. Why, don't dare. Pointing
TO Mmset. This is youl You seem tc
forget yourself continually-or to re-
member yourself at the wrong time.
Katia. Ercitcdty and pulling at tcork.
You have RUNE my lovely sofa-cushion
Give it to me Immediately! Give me my
sofa cushion!
| Ihey both endearor to get the 'oork.
Pelham. Excuse me, ny sofa-cushion
| Mock trdgica tone Unhand me, sir.
Snatches d,ody his hand, looks at ID as If ii
lad been crushed, then looks reproachJ'u0y
at Kdtia.
Katia. Walking up stage. 0cspairingly. ]
o, oh dearl-O dear!
Pelham. Pesuming cork. Yes, as
was remarking, every woman hates a
lover! Positively despises him! Reviles
him! Spurns him! lPHh a motion Of his
foot. Bounces him!
Katia. aside. j am going to begin
now in earnest. WaHs to Pelham. !
win you let me tell you something's
Said in a coquottiSh toay.
Pelham Bouncing around in has chair
in a manner that std,tles Rdtta.l Will a
little duck swim?
Katia. [ Almost IN tears. Monsterl
Pelham. beg pardon!
Katia. GAngrUY.l think you are
positively hateful!
Pelham. But my dear Mr.. Pelham, it
is now twelve minutes of one o'clock.
Katia. Don't call me "Mr. Pelham. I"
Pm net Mr.. Pelham. On tile gerge Of a
hystericat crying-speN |
Pelham. [AGusting eye-glass.1 beg
pardon, but-a-if you're not Pelham,
where does Pelham come in? Strikes
attitude and recttes in absurd Manner
If be /, as hope be,
I've q little dog ut home,
And he'N know mel"
Katia. aside. Oh, must make the
effort! ] wish--I wish-I wish l were
dead! [HaJ-crying, size recorers herself and
attempts to be coquettish in tone and man
ner; bit tile attempt is tudicrous, so ecident
is her discomposure.] Did it ever occur
to you that it would be quite natural
for man to fall in love with a woman
in whose society he was constantly
thrown?
Pelham. After listening eagerly DHh
an amused expression upon his face, and
in a matter Of fact tone. Well, has that
brilliant idea just dawned upon you?
Great Heavens! Why that dates back to
the building of the pyramids! I'll just
ring the bell on that. Ask me another!
| Rings bell.
Katia. No! Stop! Thomas will an
swer that!
Pelham. PurposeLg misuaderStand-
ing No occasion for Thomas whatever
can answer tits quite simple.
Katia. ont Of patience.] o, mean
the bell, of course! Thomas will come
up here!
Pelham. [TragicaHy setting scissors,
'chich he grasps as if they soere a dagger
Let him comet =! am armedl
Katia. [WaAs Se left Of stage, drops into
chdtr and 'ceeps.1 1 never saw such ag-
fiendishness in my life!
Pelham. [Imtating a former manner
IF hers.l You forget yourself, sir!
Katia. Rising and htghly ercited.
What shall do? This man is perfect
wretchi l shall go mad with rage!
Enter Thomas. Thomas, you are not !
wanted! 1t was mistake.
Thomas. Yes, miss. / beg pardon,
Miss, but / forgot to tell you that this
vile you was out 'orseback-
riding, your brother, Mr.. Jack Bartlett, |
come 'ome quite unexpected, miss, for
is 'olidays, bringing with i'm is friend,
Mr.. Percy Plantaganet, am
Dn1har, n r 30 tn11
saw Jack down at the Casino, this |
showing your photograph to a
ot of bowling collegians. l suppose
you don't mind, however, as long as it's
Jack.
Thomas. Mr.. Jack said was to tell .
-ou miss, as e took your pictur from the
l'album, miss, to show it to some of lis
riends at the Casino. But just now %
ent is groom back to say as is friend,
Mr.. Percy Plantaganet, 'ad droppeda bit
If letter ere, miss, witch e regarded
IS quite private, and if found, would you
Keep it, miss?-And the young gentle
nen will be back to luncheon, miss
ErH 1hOmdS.
Katia. [HystercaHy.] The blessed
larlings!
Pelham. Yes: the dear sweet thingsl
Katia, aside, disappointedy.l But
hen he Pointing to Pelham didn't steal
he photograph, after all. WANTED him
o!-But it was Jack's Percy who wrote
his horrid little note about some other
'irl. What a wretch I've been Clock
trikes one. She rushes to Pelham.
Pelham. Humping up and seizing her
and Time! Hooray! I've won the
'argain!
Katia. [Quite changedin manner So
-ou have, and l surrender. And you
re to be-let me see what it was?-O,
,es! my accepted lover Archtyl for
hree weeks!
Pelham. Katia, why not foreverP
Katia. Looking up in his face Well,
'erhaps you are the best judge.
Quick curtain.
Gertrude Howard, in Demorests Mag.
zine.
A WOMANLY ACTION.