San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-03-31
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"And," went on Ralph, with iass
of transient enjoyment over the past,
"that when man goes to bed he wraps
up the meat in cloth that to call
man canary bird, is an objectionable
insult; if you drink absinthe, it is
'strangling the parrot if you take
Clicauot, you make eyes at the widow
if you are guillotined, you have 'sneezed
in the Sbasket;' if you accept hattery,
you drink milk; if you buy things on
credit, you get them 'on your eye'
That's not the worst of it," the cheerful
ness evaporating. what will he do
when he knows the truth? He will
think me a first class scoundrel, go back
at once to France and take Marie from
me forever"
and what will he think of usY de-
manded Envy. :'We are in as much of
ascrape as you are, and through you.
Well, the only thing | can see for us to
do Is for all of us to talk as they will"
You can imagine mother using slang,
can't you" sarcastically remarked Ralph.
1--WE might coach her." cheerfully sug-
gested his sister. Il myself have fire.
quently said 'chestnuts' over some of
your stock college stories, you know.
And as for TONI
.Oh, Tom Jardine," interrupted he,
she's all right"
Thank you, sir; Tom does not indulge
in the patois of the streets"
Everybody does nowadays
"Not the way you do"
''The way l used to-" he corrected.
"Evvy, will never use slang again as
long as live"
..But you have burned your ships, she
said consolingly.
At that moment the portieres were
agitated, and Tom Jardine came in with
q cleaning shirt front.
"Hi, Envy" cried he; "who built your
gown? You are stunning in that ball
dress"
''Oh, Tom," she said, distressedly fy-
ing to him, 1.-The marquis and Marie have
arrived"
''Tom," asseverated Ralph, "rve put
my foot in it,
"Tom," insisted Envy, "Ralph's in
such wayl He has confessed to me,
and l don't know what's too bad for
him"
Il wish somebody would confess u
little to me" said Jardine in puzzled
tone. what do you two mean"
"Tom," impressively replied nervous
Ralph, you talk slang. don't your
Il can" returned Jardine, "but l
never do"
Wouldn't you do it for me?" asked
Envy.
Talk slang for you!" said Jardine,
looking at her as at hieroglyphic.
Ralph stopped in his feverish walk.
"Evvy's going to do it," he said.
"rd talked it for you as well, Tom"
she said.
But don't want you to talk slang
for me-" cried Jardine.
She looked at him winningly.
No" she said, Il want you to do it
for me-"
Jardine telescoped his opera hat.
Envy" he said sternly, ''are you
crazy? Tell me this instant what all
this idiocy means"
TELL him." groaned Ralph, 81 can't.
I believe I'm losing my mind"
Jardine could not resist the opportu-
nifty of saying that the lost article would
be returned to its owner without re-
ward and no questions asked.
Don't Toni" said Envy at this lev
ity. Don't you think you might respect
the woman you have asked to marry
you? This is no time for silly jests."
Envy" said Ralph, take him into the
conservatory and tell him all about it.
The marquis or Marie might come hero
in the middle of it."
Miss Cathcart, with an injured air, led
the way. Jardine, with his chin ele-
waited, but looking suspiciously at Ralph,
followed her out of the room.