The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1891-03-12
JACK BROWNS BRASS.
lt Enables Hin. to Thrive During
tho Summer limo.

IL the summer willis the collars and un-
curls the kaEgS Of humanity, 1t also
stimulates their trains in most unpre-
ccdentcd manner. There are eomo peo-
pie whose menta! equipment hibernates
all winter, but who fairly cornscaso with
Wit and wisdom In the dog-days.
There is fellow here-you can call
him Jack Brown, but that Is not his
namc-who has made himself BY his
summer campaigns. In winter. he docs
nothing but tie up the ends Of the sum-
mar work. His brains lie perfectly fall
low from September 70 May, but tho
work that they do from May to Septcm-
Dor is worth golden halo. Jack Is one
Of those young men who appear to be
not much OF . person. He can dance
we'll, and his clothes At him, and he
never falls in love. Mothers love me"
he has been heard to modestly remark;
'sfor though am the ideal Of the per-
3ectly irresistible detrimental, never
have been known to entertain senti-
ments toward their daughters" Ho
talks rather we'll, knows everybody and
every thing In the way Of gossip, 10
gooo-tempcred. and leads germans CAPT
tally.
With these modest social acquire
ments, he Is universally in demand.
Never was there man more sought aft
or, and with due regard for Jacks
charms-lcss worthy Of 1t. The finest
fellows in New York, with brains and
pcdigrees and incomes and futures, arc
overlooked by hostesses, who will have
Jack and no other. Nobody knows
where he comes from, very few who he
L. He may have record like Jack
Sheppard-hc must have begun very
early, for he is only about twenty-six
now--yet the most exclusive doors In
town swing back to receive him, -
though no wero Prince George. or Ward
NoAilister. or King Cetewayo, or some
other large-sized celebrity.
III the winter he leads germans and
organizes thoater and toboggan parties
-.hc has soae business somewhere
downtown, but nobody knows any
| thing about that--and In the summer
he goes and spends Sundays 1T country
houses and seaside resorts. During
these excursions no is always some
4 .
and inns and spend the hard-earned dol
lar on four-by-six bedrooms under the
tin roof, Nhcro the water boils In the
| pitcher and you can fry eggs on the gut.
tor outside tho window. When they take
drives th.y pay at summer-hotel rates
for two brokcn-winded stceds in q ram.
shacklo buggy. and when they 60 for a
row on the lake the boat is SO old that
they have to keep baling it out with
their now straw hats. which turn yell
loU and curl up. All this time Jack
Brown, who lis the guest Of Mr.. Mont
gomcry-Jenks' family is lying spread
In wicker chair in his white fiannels,
reading tho Sunday papers, listening to
tho swash Of tho waves down there on
the beach, feeling little cool breezes
play through his hair and slipping iced
liquid from glass that fits into hole
In tho chair-arm. Later on Miss Mont
/ gomory-Jenks comes out ig 4 fresh mus
lin dress and 9 largo crimped white
muslin hat with yellow peoples climb
ing up the back OF i. and mist OF
features-comcs out, drawing on . pair
| Of loose tan gloves and asks him il he
would like to 60 driving with hor in hcr
new spider-phaeton that papa gave her.
So shc drives him out, sitting up high
on her dark-grcen cushions, her whip
and reins held to perfection. Tho new
| phaetcn runs as smoothly as q stage
| ghost, GOODNESS has come up with the
! sinking of tho sun, and tho air smells
| Of the sea and the pines. When they
| drive home through the cleaning they
havo to put on their coats, and Miss
| jerks just touches her team Of chest
nuts into hammering trot that whirls
them past tho spectral woods and fields
and brings them up in whirl Of dus,
before tho gray stone Roman arches Of
old Montgo;nery-Jcnks' seaside cottage
Thea there is dinner, and music, and
talking; al so cool and pleasant ani
luxurious. In the morning he has to &
back to town, but all goes we'll ever
now-the boy has not BACKED his pat
ent-lcathers, the servants do not demant
money of MIN, Father jerks commute
tion-ticket is good for any number o
guosts, and the daughter bushes pom
sivcly as sho bids them goodbye. Wh'
would not be Jack Brown?
The most maddening thing about hin
Is that he always is SO sure, so con.idcn
that every one will be deliriously en-
rapturcd to see him.
'Going up to old Mulligan's 1T New
port over next Sunday he says Of
Thursday afternoon. in response to .,
inquiry - to his movements.
"You don't say %? Old Mulligan .
tho girls ask your"
"Both-all Of them-fairly dote o,
mo. that crowd. Stucl on my style
dear boy. Can't do without me-"
"Whcn did he ask your"
'tOh. no hasn't done it In black an
white ye. Tho letter'lI como to-mor
row."
"You mean to say you haven't beer
asked yet, and you're going?"
"Oh. don't frot yourself about that
I'll be asked. Yesterday thought I'd
like littlc chango-getting quite dusty
and wilted hero in town. Decided New
port would about suit, and that Mulligan'.
blue-room-one on the corner looking
toward Brenton's Reef-was the mos
comfortable sparc-room knew up there
Sc.-says /, TO myself-says /: Jack