St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-01-11
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HE WAS DEAD GONE,
And When His Bluff Was Called
PLAYED 1t Out.

The engagement of the WilburS for
a season Of summer opera at the Metro
politan theater calls to mind little in
cident in connection with the company's
last visit TO st. Paul which never found
its way into print. because the young
fellow chiefly concerned worked hard to
keep it out of the papers and succeeded.
Time. though, takes the sting out of
recollectiOnS such as this, and the vic
tim will probably laugh as heartily as
any one at the story now. There was
in the Wilbur chorus as charming a
creature as ever wore pink tights in
grand march. Her name doesn't mat
ter, but good many will recognize
her when the statement is made
that she had passion for red in her
coStumIng, and wore it to greater or
less extent on all occasions. Her hair
was of the dark brown order of tangled
waves, and her eyeS-well. they were
brown too. and of depth and meaning
wholly unfathOmable. She was Withal
maid of modest mien, correct in her
department, careful and precise in her:
language, and famed as the moStmodeSt
young thing in the theatrical business.
Well, to cut matters short, the youth
and the maiden met. They weren't
very close together at first, for she was
Oh the stage and he IN the front row of
the stalls, but never did mans heart
beat faster than his did when he thought
he wasn't quite Sure-but he thought
she smiled at him. What little fnesse
was necessary to secure the coveted In
PRODUCTION, this new patron of the stage
brought to bear, and inside OF week
the twain were seen out riding and
walking quite often.
Hes so sensible, you know" he told
his friends. in speaking of his new. ac-
quaintance. Even kicks OH my spend
ing money for ice cream-says she
never wears any jewelry except the
very best, and has very little"
1t was a couple of days before the
company left for Milwaukee that the
twain under discussion were strolling
down Third street together. He was
sad at the parting that was SO soon to
be. and she-well, she had given him a
lock of her hair, which he carried in an
inside pocket, somewhere in the region
of the heart.
AS though by instinct, they-that is,
she-stopped in front of jewelers.
window. There were diamonds there,
big and little, sparkling like drops of
liquid fire.
vi, dIcH Iticy iON6ly, Sic Sly uGus
It was only natural that the young
man should suggest her selection of a
souvenir of their acquaintance, and he
did. She passed cOntemptuouslv by a
lot of real cute little diamonds upon
which he had in vain endeavored to
rivit her attention, and critically eX-
amined bracelet set with two large
and two small stones.
Il should like that" she said. point
ing to the circlet. ats so like one poor
mamma had before she died." ~
Her companions heart was in his
boots at that moment, but he smiled
BRAY ely and promised to send the trlnk-
ct to the hotel. Fifteen minutes later
he stood before the counter at the jew
eler's. He was pale and agitated, but
he managed TO inquire the price of "that
bracelet"
'Fiye hundred dollars" was the re-
ply, and the unfortunate youth fell.
faintlng into the arms of the floor
walker. 1t meant three months salary
to him, but he had made his bluff, got
called. and, like the game sport he is,
determined to put up. The bracelet
found its way to the bOudoir of the
damsel whose mamma had had such ex-
celient taste in diamonds, aud 1t has
since that time dazzled the eyes of audi
ences East and West, but there will be
a painful lack of cordiality between the
giver and the wearer should they chance
to meet again during the coming season.