Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1891-10-16
NEW VOL. 27--NO. 2.


day Uncle John sent me one with cyl
inders containing famous airs as sung
by Patti and some other great divas.
Would you like to hear it,"
The gallant German rose with alac-
rity.
Il would take the greatest pleas
ure." he replied. Possibly you and
your good sister might give me the
pleasure
It's upstairs" whispered Mollie,
bending over towards him as she
spoke. Laura" she said, address
ing the pianist, the Baron would
like to hear Patti"
GIRLISH SYMPATHY AND CHARTREUsE-
A word TO mamma and Mr.. Benson
Brown and the trio were on the stairs.
A moment brought them to lovely
room, which was sort OF studio for
the sisters. With mock ceremony
they invited the tall visitor TO enter.
He sank into the depths of Turkish
chair.
Miss Laura wheeled forward to the
middle of the room a table on which
was large phonograph, and, touch
ing a spring, lively aria was trilled
out, every syllable being clear and
distinct. The Baron listened enchant-
ed. His eye, however, followed Mol
lie, who was unlocking paint cabi-
net.
Baron, she said, turning around
abruptly, Laura and l knew all the
time at dinner that you must think us
Americans awfully stingy and mean,
not to have anything TO drink but
water. You'n think us shocking, |
suppose, but | don't care. We've
asked you up because We took pity on
you. | declare, when l saw you'd
that ice water thought | should
faint
1T was very cold" said Wonder
kampf, shuddering at the recollsc-
ton.
Now, Laura and can't stand it,
continued Mollie, 'and we are forced
as matter OF self-defense, to have II
little cordial after dinner. Here, Bar
on, il you will say nothing at all about
it, pever, to anybody, Wen help you
TO some of it.
The phonograph struck up gayer
tune as Vonderkampf, taking small
glass in his fingers, held it up while
Miss Mollie poured him out portion
Of green Chartreuse.
Then, after a short time spent in the
parlors, Vonderkampf began to real
ize that he had better so to his hotel.
He had faint recollection Of proms-
ing to meet the Major for the last act
OF the opera, but he thought it well to
avoid his friend. He therefore bade
adieu TO his hosts and took his leave.
IND EVEN THE FooTMAS PITIED.
As he passed out he encountered
the English footman.
"Aw-I beg yer pardon, me lud, "
said the man advancing and hesitat-
ing. II thort as 'ow. bein' furriner,
like yourself, might make bold to
hask yer ludship'-
well p cried Vonderkampf, severe
ly, as he struggled with his overcoat.
Seem as 'ow this his a temp'runce
'ouse, an yer ludship haccustomed to
wine, as all good sassiety is abroad,
We know, / thought as ye mightn't
feel 'urt hif hasked ye to have some
thing afore ye went 'ome, me lud. "
And the fellow grinned. Hits only
step, me lud, and hit'll do yer good.
Hi knows wot good sassiety his, me
lud-beieve me-
II won't go up stairs again to-
night cried Vonderkampf, AS he
steadied himself before attempting 10
venture on the stoop.
The man fell back, abashed at his
own temerity. He had meant well
enough, but as he gazed at the Bar
on's receding form he felt the convic-
ton gradually stealing on him that his
sympathy had been wasted.
On the corner Vonderkampf ran
plump against the Major.
"Ah Bless me, Baron, was COM
ing for you. No hurry. What's the
matter, old fellowp And he looked
at his friend.
The matter, Major, is that have
had a temperance dinner, and am
running away because / don't want to
go up stairs and listen to any more
music
The temperance dinner isn't SO very
bad, the Baron says.