New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-08-23
.MONLY A COWBOY
RECITATION UNDER DIFFICULTIES.

;nSon a talented young Professional Reciter has
henn engaged TO entertain the company, anu ~, 70
obont to deliver the favorite piece emitted, -, nc
Lover of Lobelia Bangs, Cowboy ldyl. me- .Iie
Is The usual crush, and the guests oulelue Sne
drawing room, who can neither hear nor see WIZ
is going on, console themselves by cohNeL,sins
10 5isti1ctIv audible tones. damned in door-
wav. between the persons who are tIylng ~. 70
get in. and the people who would De eoly tpO
9Iod 70 ret out, is an tn6Ophisticated GuesJ INV
doesn't Know soul, and is consequently reduced
70 listening to the recitation This Is whaV III
hears: % ,od lilo onoIocvl'
Several ladies put up their glasses ana ex-
anime her critically as II they NAG [aU' Sa,;etv
pected this confession. Sudden burst of society
Society Chatter-How dye doP on, but Td heT
parties never are How are you ohcnt No /
left left RT at II the R ses this afs Are
doing ANYTHING on--P Oh, what a shame
No, but doesn't she now? No earthly use
trying to get in at present. etc. etc ,ooek
/ am only Cowboy; reckless; rough, in an IN
conventional suit of clothes; 49,, am
I hain't, n rule, got much to say, anu lily oon
veFsatiOn is mostly OatnS. A.,
(Cres of SSH" intended. however, Tor the
people outside, who are chatterirg har'1f 'nln
When the cackle Of fema es strikes my eat-Ii
Society Chatter las before)-Oh. much cooler
here Yes delightful wasn't 1T ENerSoSN I
one knows No. yon don't really Tn now but Ter
Popsy's flOurshing, thanks The new Dun ulicI
turned out perfect demon Dnt salu /
wouldn't have his tail locked for anything 90
they've painted it eau de Mi, and 1t looks So nice
Miss f. =. tpointedly). 49, ..
When the cacEle of females strikes my ear, JEST
vamoose, FOR they make me skeefed go -
And | sorter suspicion skeer them; TOO, WIN my
huking form, and my bushy beard
Here of course, she strokes very roma chm
Society Chatter-Seems 10 be somcthin' goin
on in there-singin actin dancn OF orsie %.
il as vet V know . Have you seen him In
white bengaline with Medici collar. and one OK
those nasty equity attacks he Will have are
only rheumatism. etc, etc.
Miss F. b. when next heard).
/ cleared my throat. and tried to speak-but
the words died stranged-
A Feminine Voice. outslde-So long since we
had quiet talk together DO tell me all about.
Miss F p. --strangled by sheer
alarm. For there in front
Here she points dramatically at stout maIoh'
WIN '""' vas the slender form, and the sweet
girl-face Of our new School Marin !
Say, boys, hev' We heard an Aeolian harp; winch
Zephyr's tremulOus finger twangs!
Wa'al. it kinder thrills We the way felt when
first beheld Lobelia Bangs! .,
ing! Dick and 1 both regularly howled all
through the last act. Not IN the least tnanRs
Well, if there is q seat. You're sure there are
any ices Then StTa%6eTy y T GGd she
could dress hair perfectly, but l soon 1ouna She
was. q. Swedenborgian, my dear, or something
horrid. Haven't yog? I've had II thr &c tlle 1
and . so many people have asked me for cards
that really | had the drains thoroughly looked
10. and now they're . delicious, but rather over
powering in room, / think t ere: etc
Miss F. b. with genuine feeling: =,
Who would imagine one meek-voiced girl could
have held her own in deafenng din
But Lobelias scholars discovered soon she'd dead
For her satin nalm had a sting like steel, and the
rowdicst rebel respected her,
When she'd stretched ont six OF the hardest
lots in the Bbe-clasS with a Dcrrlnger! ,
Soc Chat--No, q very dull party, you could
move about quite easily in all the rooms, SO we
kicked the whole concern TO shivers and
came on here as soon as we could E. Capl'ai
dinner they gave us, too etc. etc.
Miss +. b. with as much conviction as possible
under the circumstances
And the silence deepened; no creature stirred In
the stagnant hush and the only sound
Was the faroif numbering JOLT, produced by the
prairie rolling for leagues around!
Soc. Chat. tcrescendo)1Oh,, an old aunt OF
eral lessons and cut her knees rather badly, y
know, so put her out to grass and now she
can sit up and hold biscuit on her nose but
She really ought to mix little gray in her wig :
etc etc to the distraction Of the Unsophlsticated
Guest who is getting quite interested in Lobcla
Bangs. whom he suddenly discovers, much to his
surprise on horseback.
Miss +. b. -
And on we cantered, without word, in the midday
heat on our swift mustangs.
/ was only ignorant Cowboy Clem-but worshlpped
bright Lobelia Bangs
Soc Chat (fortissimo) Not for ages but last
time met him he was q. il dreadful state. with
the cook down with influenza ana so suppose
he's married her by this time!
Miss F. i. (eXcitedly).
But bark! in the distance a weird, shrill cry, a
kinder mournful. monotonous yelp- :. :.
Further Eruption of Society Chatter is IL
jackal ?-bison Pa cry for help?
Soc Chat-Such a complete rest. you know-so
perfectly peaceful! Not a soul TO talk 10. love
il but, 10 really enjoy tomato, you must see
il dressed III the sweetest little sailor suit
Miss L. b.
Ny horse was a speck on the pampas' verge, for l
dropped the rein in my haste 10 stoop;
Then | pressed my ear to the baking soil-and
caught-ah. hOrror-the Indian whoop.
Soc. Gladstone say il isn't infectious. but one
can't be too careful, and with children In the
house, etc. etc.
Miss +. Il.
rose to my feet with quivcring knees, and my face
turned white as freshwoshed towel;
had heard war-cry / knew too well-'twas the
numerous band of Bue-nosed Owl!
Soc. Chat.-Nicc fellow-l'm very fond of him
so fresh-capital company-met him when l was
over there, etc
Miss +. b.
"What leave you to face those fends alonei" she
cried, and slid from her horses back;
/" Let me die with yOu-fOT l love you, elem
Then she gave her steed reSOunding smack,
And he bounded Off " Now Heaven be praised that
my school six-shooter | brought said she.
and the next for you-and the last for me-"
Soc. Chat.-Is it comic piece she's doing, do
you know? Don't think so, ] can see somebody
smiling Sounds rather like Shakespeare, or
Dickens, or one Of those fellahs Didn't catch
what you said No. Quite impossible to hear
oneself speak, isn't it?
Miss F.. b.
And ever louder the demons yelled for their pale
faced prey-but ! scorned deaths pangs,
For ] deemed it doom that was half delight TO
die by the hand Of Lobela Bangs
Then she whispered low in her dulcet tones. like
the grooming coo of a cushat dove
at the top OF her voice. Forgive me, Glenn, but
! could not bear any squaw to torture my own
true love-"
And she raised the revolver" crack-cmck-crack
TO the infinite chagrn of the Unsophistcated
Guest who is intensely anxious 10 hear how Miss
Bangs and her lover escaped from so unpleasant
diemma-the remaining cracks of her revolver.
together with the two next stanZas are drowned in
a fresh torrent of Standardization which he hears
Miss F. b, conclude with repreSscd emotion:
But the ochre on Bue-nOsed Owl was blurred as
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