Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-09-11
SAVED BY A SPOON.
Narrow Escape of Young Man who Cam
Near Getting Left.

~>-'"" A-'e@pS VI Z" hobuSs NIn VI no Sd"
Near Getting Left.
Yale street, Englewood.
In this recherche. la mode, and CONNIE
II faut Rue de Style of Chicsgo's intramural
southern suburb no ragweed, dog fennel
or mullen stalk ever obtrudes its plebeian
personality. No upstart dandelion rsars
its feathery head or the irreproachabls
lawns of this distinSue highway OF sub
urban fashion and blows about it after.
ward. The sun pauses decorously as it
passes over Yale street and then hurries
reluctantly On to fill unavoidable engage
ments elsewhere. The banana peddler
speaks with modulated voice and a more
pronounced Italian accent when he in
vades its ballowed confines, and the no.
madic fish merchant announces his coming
by using a silver plated horn with an am
her mouthpiece instead of the soul de-
stroyiEg sQuawker he employs when his
wagon wob6les and rattles along Sixty
third
A pale lemon tinted parlor with vivid
permanganate of potash stencilings on the
upper borders of the walls A chandelier
OF gorgeous and intricate architecture do
ing its best to illuminate the surroundings.
but hampered by having nothing but a
Shelf worn article of Town of Lake gas on
hand TO use withai. 4 young woman OF
elaborate bangs and naughty deIneanor,
and youth of detected mien who had re-
ceived blow and was endeavoring to grin
and bear IL, but found himself unable to
grin.
Such was the general tout ensemble.
IF this is all the answer you have to give
me, Thuringil de Hote," he said, Il don't
see any use in continuing the CONVERSE
ton"
None at all, Mr. Kershock."
And might as we'll call it water haul
and CO."
"As you choose, Mr. Kershock."
It's pretty ending to all my Dreams"
he muttered, as If communing with him
self House over here on Harvard street.
ten rooms, modern Improvements, nine
teen closets, regular boudoir, see straiphsf
through dining room of north and south
neighbors' houses, and plan all fixed fdr>
tennis court on shady side"
The young woman smiled cold, CLASSY
smile, and Mr.. Kershock drew on a glove.
Il see it ncw," he continued. II might
have known it. 1t was folly in me to think
i could win the affections of an iceberg"
He pulled on his other glove, took his
hat, shook his head and went on with in
creasing sadness,
Il had taken such satisfaction, too. in
making collection of souvenir spoons
that hoped some day.
"Of souvenir spoons, MIR. Kershock?"
YES. Been two years getting them to-
gether. What good will they do ms now:"
he asked drearily. There's the Landing.
of-tha-Pilgrim Father spoon, the Brooklyn
bridge spoon, Stockyards spoon, the Al
ham brady Moonlight spoon, the EiffeI
tower spoon and whole raft of others.
Got sixty-seven Of them in all and'-
Sixty -seyen souvenir spoons?" ex-
claimed Miss De Hote as she rose up, ouiy.
ering and painting. 'Say it again, CIar-
encel Say it asainI"
Eyes. Sixty-seven," he replied in the
same detected way. land l was going
to"-
"Oh, Clarencei"
The proud beauty threw herself in his
arms, piilowed her classic Yale street head
on his robust Stewart avenue shoulder,
and the Pickering glare of the consump-
live gaslight fell dimly on a rapturous
maiden whispering ecstatic nothings in
The ear OF wildly astonished youth who
if he wasn't going crazy.-Chi-
ago Tribune.