San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1893-03-08

| They saw their old friends coffin to it.
damp shelf, and then walked up to the
manor house for a slice of the funera
baked meats and libation to the mem
| DRY of the defunCt.
| 4 black servant carved and uncorkeG
| for them. He had the grand air, anG
| welded knife and corkscrew with dig
nifty. Voltaire the gentlemen called
| him. He seemed proud to bear the name
| of that eminent destructive.
The guests ate their fat and lean will
| good appetite. Then they touched glasses
and sighed over another of their order
| gone.
The property is all eaten up with
mortgages, hear" says Phillipse, with
an appropriate doleful tone.
"Billop swallows the whole, the in
fernal usurer!" Van Cortlandt reioined,
| looking lugubriously at his fellows and
then cheerfully at his glass.
He's too far gone to swallow any
thing. The devil has probably got him
by this time. He was dying three days
ago" said Beverley Robinson.
Handsome Jane Billop will be our
great heiress," Livingston in turn re-
marked. Let your daughters look to
their laurels, Phillipse!'
My daughters, sir, do not enter the
lists with such people"
Come. gentlemen" jolly Van COrt-
landt interjected, another glass, and
good luck to our young friend here! |
wish he would join us: but | suppose the
poor boy must have out his cry alone.
What can we do for him? We must
stand by our order"
Il begin to have some faith in the or
der" says Livingston, when it pro-
duces such 'preuX chevaliers' as he.
What can we do for him? Take him for
your second sOn-in-law, Phillipse! The
lovely Mary is still heart whole, be-
lieye. Our strapping young friend from
Virginia, Master George Washington,
has caracOled off. with tear in his eye
and flea in his ear. Slice off twenty or
thirty thousand acres from your manor,
marry these young people and set them
up. You are too rich for our latitude
and our era
Mr. Adolphus Phillipse was slow
coach. The others banter leased him.
Mr.. Livingston" he began, swelling
and growing red.
Come, gentleman" cries Van Cort-
landt, pacifcator, Il have capital plan
for young Brothertoft."
What" omnes inquire.
He must marry Jane Billop."
hn r1-t
omnes rejoin.
"A glass to it, cried the proposer.
GLASSES round" the seconders echo,
with subdued enthusiasm.
"A beauty says Van Cortlandt,
clinking with Phillipse.
An heiress!" says Phillipse, blinking
on.
An orphan and only childr' says
Robinson, touching glasses with his
neighbOr.
Sweet SIXTEEN says Livingston,
blowing kiss, and completing the cir
Gle of clink.
These jolly boys, old and young, We're
of tribe on its way to extinction, with
the painted sagamOres of tribes before
them. First came the red nOmad strid-
ing over the continent In time followed
the great PATRON. sprawling over all
the acres of county. Finally arrives
the unembarrassed gentleman of our
time, nOmad in youth, settler at matur-
ity, but bound to no spot and Cribbed in
no habitation; and always packed to
move, with brain full of wits and a
pocket full of coupons.
The four proprietors finished their
libations and sent for Edwin to say
goodby. His deep grief made any sug-
gestiOn of their marriage scheme an i'm
pertinence.
Jolly Van Cortlandt longed to lay his
hand kindly OF the young mans shout
der and say: Don't grieve, my boy!
'Omnes moriar,' as we used to say at
school. Come. let me tell you about a
happy marriage we've planned for your
Indeed, he did arrange this little
speech in his mind, and consulted Liv-
ingstOn on its delivery.
Let him alone!' said that magister
mOrum. You know as much of love
as Of Latin. The match is clearly made
in heaven. 1t will take care of itself
He shall have my good word with the
lady and wherever else he wants it.
love gentleman"
so do l, naturally" Van says, and
he gave the youth honored with this fair
title a cordial invitation to his manor.
The others also offered their houses,
hearths and hearts sincerely, and then
mounted and rode off on their several
prosperous and cheerful ways.
The lonely house grew drearier and