St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1893-07-02

ing 1t low down Oh me, Old fellow. You
know all about II. you know.
eGeOrge-Hullo? So
Harry-Mrs. Green said you did. She
wouldn't tell me Who the fellow was,
but she said Pu better ask you.
George oh, did she, though? Con-
found heri
Harry do you know anything?
George No, -
Harry-Honor bright.
George-Want me to kiss the book?
Harry-George, don't be as ass. Pm
in carHest-dead earnest. We've been
friends all orr lives, George. Don't
give Inc worry now.
George-What's the use of talking?
You've done it now.
Harrv-You do knowl Look here, l
don't want to talk rot, or-or-but hang
it, it's for lite, George. Isis she
straight? l see you know.
George dor't see why the deuce
you should corner me like this.
Harry-Asa friend, old fellow
George-Well, L do know something.
Harry-Pd have sworn it.
George knew the fellow.
Harry Who was he?
George-H'm, we'll. l don't think l
| exactly
Harry-Oh. all right. But what the
truth? DO you know?
George know all about it.
Harry-WaS it-what Mrs. Green said
true?
George-No-all a lie. 1t was the
mans fault.
Harry-'rhank God! What, was he?
George-Oh, he was beast-a loose
fellow; not fit for her. She was quite
| right to send him about his business. 1t
was all over before she knew you.
Ho1 Ism 1i, hit,h os, Il Il
] boy, | don't know low to thank you.
| But, say, why didn't you tell me when
| l first asked |?
George-Oh-er-well. in fact, the
fellows sort of pal of nine.
Harry-Nice sort of pal!
George-Well, I've known him long
time. and-I can't exactly cut him.
Harry should. However, that's
your lookout. Cad! that's weight off
my mind. L shall sleep tonight now.
| (RiseS.) Pm off. What brute was to
believe that old cats lies!
George-All right, don't be too down
on poor old Mrs. Green. She meant it
kindly, dare say.
HarrY-She ought to be hanged for
spreading such internal lies. Well, bye
| bye, old man. CIakeS his hat.)
George-Good night, Harry.
Harry-You'll see me through. of
course?
George-Eh?
Harry-Be best man, you know.
George-Oh, Pm hanged if l do. l
hate that sort of thing.
Harfy-Oh, come, old chap, my oldest
friend, you know.
GeOrge-WeIl, if Pm in England, but
may have to 90 abroad. In fact, Pm
| almost sure to be away then.
Harry But if you're here?
GeOrge-Oh, if LIN here, I--Tll see
you through.
Harry-At any rate, you'll be there in
the spirit to wish me joy?
George-Rather!
Harry Qaking stick)--Well, good night.
BY Jove, | feel a different man! Dear
little Dolly! Suddenly You're dead
sure. George? You're telling me the
truth?
George-Certain. Why, 1 knew all
about the fellow.
Harry-Hon0r bright?
George-Yes, Harry-bonor bright.
Harry-Dear little Dolly! What a
brick she is! So long, old fellow.
George : So long. George escorts
Harry to door. Exit Harry. George
returns to hearthrug) Phew! that was
good 'un! Now, 1 wonder-now, /
Just wonder what parson would tell a
IeIloW 10 Go lii fix like that? Uncom-
mon tight place l was in, by Jove! (He
whistles minute, then goes to table.
uniockS drawer and takes out photo
graph of Miss Dora FirminD Expect I'd
better burn this. Beast like me
isn't fit to have it. tPokes fire J.
All, Dolly, my dear! Suddenly
chuckles.) Rather rough on poor
old Mother Green. though. Har-
ry'll go and slang her all over
the place! (Sighs.) Now. l wonder
what ought to have done. | don't like
lying to old Harry. Well! (He looks at
the photography Dolly. Dolly, how l
it, too, didn't you? Poor little Dolly!
| wonder how they'll get on! Poor old
Mother Green! What rum world it is.
Here goes, ta-ta, Dolly! puts photo
graph in fire, ramming it in with the
| poKer) Think I'll go to bed! Well,