Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1893-07-01

They have some strong virtues They
are always clean; and your rough
diamond, though manly and coura-
geous as Coeur-de- Lion. is not apt to be
scrupulously nice In his habits Alta
bility is another virtue. The Salisbury
and Burnham kind of man bears malice
toward no one, and is disagreeable only
when assaulted by some hammer-and-
tongs unitarian All he asks is to be
permitted to idle away his pleasant life
unmolested- Lastly, he is extremely
ornamental
These two butterflies sat one after
noon upon the piazza smoking very
large cigars, lost apparently, in pro-
foundest meditation Burnham. with
his graceful head resting upon one
delicate hand, his clear blue eyes full
of a pleasant light and his face
warmed by a calm. unconscious smile,
might have been revolving Some splen-
did scheme of universal philanthropy.
The only utterance, however, forced
from him by the sublime thoughts that
permeated his soul was the emission of
a white rolling volume of fragrant
smoke, accompanied by two words:
"Dooced hotw
o6llSpuT 0l1 nOb EOpLf. bdb ACoA
ing back, with his fingers interlaced
behind his head, and his shadowy eyes
downcast, as in sad remem brance of
Iome long lost love So might poet
have looked while stepped in mourn
fully rapturous day dreams of remem-
bered passion and severance. So might
rennyson's hero have unused when he
sang
20, that twere possible,
After long grief and pain.
To find the arms of my true love
Round me once again !"
But the poetic lips opened not to such
uum bers- Salisbury gazed long and
earn estly, and finally gave vent to his
emotions. indicating with the amber
tip of his cigar tube the setter that
slept in the sunshine at his feet
Shocking place this for dogs"-I
regret to say he pronounced it
''dawgs" why, Carlo is as fat, as fat
as-as-a"
His mind was unequal to a smile,
even, and he terminated the sentence
in a murmur.
More silence; more smoke; more pro-
found meditation. Directly, Charley
Burnham looked around with some show
of vitality.
There comes the stage" said he.
The driver bugle rang merrily among
the drifted sandhills that lay warm and
glowing in the orange light of the set
ting sun. The young men leaned for
ward over the piazza-rail, and scrutin-
lied the occupants of the vehicle as il
!, appeared
'Old gentleman and lady, aw, and
Cd Go Sci
hoped there would be some nice girls -
This in voice of ineffable tender
ness and poetry. but with that odd,
tired little drawl, so epidemic in some
of our universities
Look there, by Jover' cried Charley,
with a real interest at last; now that's
what call the regular thingl"
The regular thing" was low, four
wheeled pony-chaise of basket work,
drawn by two jolly little fat ponies
| logged rapidly in, just far enough be
hind the stage to avoid its dust
This vehicle was driven by young
lady of decided beauty, with a spice o
Amazonian spirit She was rather slen
der and very straight with jaunty
| little hat and feather perched coquett
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was arranged in one heavy mass anc
| confined in a siiken net Her complex
/ ion was clear, without brilliancy; hel
| eyes blue as the ocean horizon, anc
| spanned by sharp. characteristic brows
| ner n outh small and decisive; and he
| whole cast of features indicative o.
i quick talent and independence.
| Upon the seat teside her sat anothe,
/ III lD.a ~,
corner of the carriage This one was
little fairer than the first, having on,
of those beautiful English complexion
of mingled rose and snow, and a dasl
of gold-dust in her hair, where abe SUI
touched it Her eyes, however, wer
dark hazel, and full of fire, shaded an,
intensified by their long, sweeping
lashes. Her mouth was a rose bud, an,
her chin and throat faultless in the de
licious curve of their lineA In a word
she was somewhat of the Venus-di-Mn
type; her companion was more of
Diana Both were neatly habited il
plain travelling-dresses and cloaxs @
black and white plaid, and both SCENE
utterly unconscious of the battery c
eyes and eyeglasses that enfiladed ther
from the whole length of the piazza, q
they passed
who are they2" asked Ned Salisbury
81 don't know them"
Nor l." said Burnhami but the
look like people to know. They mus
be somebody"
Half an hour later, the hotel Office wa
besieged by a score of young men, q
anxious for a peep at the last name
upon the register. 1t is needless to So
that our friends were not in the crowG
Ned Salisbury was no more the man
exhibit curiosity than Charley BurnhaI
was the man to join in a scramble fc
anything under the sun. They had edI
Gated their emotions clear down, out {
sight, and piled upon them a mountai
of well-bred inertia.
But somehow or other, these fellow
who take no trouble are always the fir
/ to gain the end A special ProvidenS
seems to aid the poor. helple
creatures So, while the crowd sti
pressed at the ofice-desk, Jerry Swayn
the head clerk. happened to pass d
rectly by the piazza where the inc
ones sat, and, raising comical eye, s
luted them
Heavy arrivals to night See Il