Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1891-08-27

ing left for me to admire but the move
ments of the lovely white hands with
their dimples. The wide wedding ring
seemed far too heavy for the dainty
finger.
My other side was less interesting.
There sat. a pale, fat, scrofulous boy,
who dangled his legs, ate with his knife,
and stuck his fingers in all the dishes.
He was the youngest member of the
family, which consisted of six persons,
occupied the lower end of the table and
ended next Mr.. White with a lanky,
lean, bread-and-butter miss. They were
countrymen of mine-alas! that should
have to admit it-for I was an involun-
tary witness of their family manners!
Next to Edward, such was my youth
full neighbours name, sat his youngest
sister, according to my opinion a not
very wise arrangement, for the two
sweet cherubs quarreled necessarily.
AS they handled their knives and
forks very carelessly, was at times
quite nervous, but their mamma
seemed accustomed to it; it neither dis
turbed her peace of mind nor her APP
petite, both being of unusual durability.
Between the mother and father, a
tirnid, little man. sat their Oldest daugh-
ter, probably SO placed that the society
of the frivolous people of Nice should
not contaminate her, SO that no bold
nEghbor could address her. AS far as
could tell, such great care was not
necessary.
81 assure you. good people, the races
will be positively grand this timev
heard said at my right in rather snarl-
ing tones: You should certainly not
neglect to obtain carriages and places!"
| My eyes sought the owner of this
voice and easily found him in a large,
| very light complexioned man of elegant
carriage and dress, whose sharp features
and inflamed eyelids might tell of some
| sorrow, but more probably of nights
spent in gaming at Monaco.
| Suffering spoke palmer on the face of
the lady next him; one might doubt
| whether it was of the mind or body, per-
haps both.
She was neither handsome nor young,
and sat alphabetically at the table: occa-
| sionally 1 noticed that her eyes were
fastened with sorrowful interest on the
children next me.
'My God" thought I, chow desolate
| must be the heart that can turn long
ingly to these i'll hammered, little good
for-nothings!"
When l rose from the table, felt as
If were very pleasantly situated, and
thought that my good mother would be
well satisfied. could she see how harm
less table 'hote company at Nice was.
1 felt n trihe wearied.
The drawing-rOom was uncomfortab1y
crowded and very warm. The grown
daughter and the lanlSy miss were jus,
seating themselves to play duet; their
mother took her seat near the piano
and ut the first notes looked reprovingly
towards the door, where several rest
less people were standing.
I beat a noiseless retreat, another
fugitive followed. my vis-a-vis, the
young Russian. whom l had noticed
very little ut table, for he rarely spoke
viii You go out?" he asked in French
ssGladly, but whither?"
ssLet us drink cup of coffee a,
Rumpelmeyer's." he suggested
ssAn right, we viii drink q cup OF
coffee at Runpelmeyer's," I repeated
smiling.
You laugh" said the Russian, tsbu'
you will see that it pays even it only t.
escape from the artistic performance.
in the drnwing-room."
We xtrolled through the streets, i
had grown quite mild. my overcoat wa.
! almost too warm.
At cafe Rurnpelmeyer we found
brightly lighted rooms. with many
hooks and corners, the charming grace:
and different Partisan wares on the side
board.
We gave our order to the piquant.
little waitress, whose light hair reaches
| almost to her roguish eyes
: It may have been those roguish eyes
it may have been the china, but
seemed to me as If never had dr1nl
) such coffee; Kranxler could not compar
] with Rumpelmeyer.
u mo BE Continued