Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1891-12-19

We ali laughed at il, OF course, and AZ.
| terward threw it aside, and, for the time,
| il passed entirely out Of nv mind.
A day or two afterward l was in the
| garden. which joined MIR. Chester's, when
suddenly there shot past me the most gro
tesque object had ever seen.
A second glance revealed Shylocl. in
vested i'm my new crinoline, minus all
drapery, my lace tichu over his shoulders.
my love of bonnet perched ON his
head, and my SIS parssol in one paw. and
in the other-good gracious! it was that
very identical scrap of paper on which l
had sketched "A Pair Of Emu And he
was going right in the direction Of Mr..
/ Chester's
/ called franticslly for him 10 stop, but
he only grinned and wiggled on. as af-
fected s. any Broadway belle. Shylock
must have seen society somewhere, or
he never could have assumed that fash.
/ ionable mien.
Mr.. Chester sat smoking on the piazza.
| Shylock saw him and 9uickened his pace.
/ My face grew dreadfully hot, | would
have given my pearl set to have laid my
hands on that terrible scrap of paperl /
started to run after the little wretch.
/ He bounded over the fence and struck
for Mr. Chester l gained upon him.
| His new style of rig somewhat impeded
his progress, and for moment | cher
ished the delusive hope that might cap
ture him in season to prevent the fatal
| disclosure.
exerted myself to the utmost and sue
ceeded in grasping the last spring of his
skirt just as he put the drawing into Mr..
Chester's hand. / thought ] should sink
with shame. II my nerves had been in
the least weak / should have tainted
away, like the heroines in five volume
novels.
Mr.. Chester looked at the vile sheet.
His face flushed slowly, but there was no
other exhibition OF emotion. ] respected
him enough then.
a good representation" he said, hold
ing it off. Thank you, Shylock. 1t is
equal TO photograph. Allow me 10 in-
quire, Miss Cherleigh, if the conception
! Of the four footed character was original
or borrowed?"
burst into tears. IL it had been to
have saved my neck from the hemp /
couldn't help it. He was so coolly sar-,
castle. and looked down upon me from
such an immense height!
He lifted me up and carried me into
the sitting room, still holding his arm
around me.
Margaret, what are you crying for 2
I Ia n hacouaa he oaap fha dYo ,.yi,,o, ,,p
because you are sorry that you made it ?"
"Ohl How can you ask?" began, ina.
petuously. II despise myself too thor
oughly TO need your scorni But il you
only knew how they have all provoked
and teased me with-with-" and here
| / broke down.
with what, Margaret"
with having designs on you. There,
/ have said it; and thought would
| show them that didn't carel"
"And did you carel" His arm frightened
around me, and really, what is the use Of
telling all one knows to everybodyI But
| Mr.. Chester is tyrant and forced me to
| full confession.
He patted Shylock on the head and
said he was our best friend.
/ And now that we are married we keep
Shylock still, the very apple Of our eyes,
though old and gray.
Charlie Moreland is married and has a
half dozen little Morelands around his
table, and the oldest is christened Mar
| gRret.
! / am happy, but never call my hus-
band Zebulm, and sometimes think he
never would have been mine but for my
precious pet