New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1893-05-24
A NANKEEN JACKET.

confess that adore it, notw;thstand-
ing that have good reason to dotcst it..
Truly, human nature is bundle OF con-
+ tradictions!
love yellow because Of certain epi-
sode in my life which occurred when I
was but s years Of age. love nanlseen
above all On account Of a jacket of that
material which played in that episode
an important part.
Our school, which had been placed I'm
der the patronage Of ST. Elizabeth, was
a mixed one-that is to say. up to the
age of 10 years boys and girls worked
and played together. In spite OF coca
slonal quarrels the system, on the whole.
worked very we'll
had not been eight days at; St. Eliza
beth before fell in love. Do not larch
| loved with al the strength Of nv child
nature, with g love lisinteresteC. simple,
sincere.
It was Georgette whom iored. but,
alas Gcorgettte did not love n.e,
How much [ suffered in conSGC, uence
used to hide myself in corners. shedding
many tears and rackirG r2y brains to find
sol-:c means Of pleasing the o:}(ll:rate fair
Ole. Labor III vain, a tlankless task. at
years of age o.: at 80.
To distinguish myself in my Studies
to win by my exemplary conduct the en-
colll1lna Of the sisters Dulorre--;,ll this
made no impression upon cru,2l Ceorg-
cite. She made no secret Of her prefer
| ence for a dull, idle, clustering fellow. 8
years old, who wen ri the races, who
could fling a ball farther than any one
else, carry two huge dictionaries under
his arm and admini:;1er terrible thllnps.
This hero was rightly nicl1na,nel Met
a-Mort
knew what his blows were Ike, hav-
i,3S been the Involuntary rec:ri,11t of
some Of them. Some 60, ! say? / had
received more than q dilatory donkey on
t!le read to tie fair:
And Eeorgette had only lau.:h"l!
Obviously it was absurd to think Of
, employing physical force against nly re-
doubtable rival, and intellectual superb
GRITTY in this case av:liictl I4:2 nothing. I
determined therefore to ;sn1iihilate Meta
Mort by ny overpowe1ing nag1iticence:.
.
! to school sttlred in CIT best clothes, On
the contrary, most CT Us wore there oar
Oldest and slabliest garments Conse-
! Quently | opined that it would be no diff
iicuit achievement TO cutslaina all ny
schoolfellows
should nave to coax my parents into
loosenllg their purse strings and get
them to buy me a beautiful rev Jacket.
It took me a very long time to decide
what color this jacket should be. men
tally reviewed all the colors of the rain
bow. Red tempted me, but doubted
whether q jacket Of that color would b..
attainahle. Should it be blue, green,
indigo, violet? No! Not one of those
! colors was sufficiently striking.
I paused at yellow. That might do.
It is a rich color; there is something
sumptuous and royal about it. Summer
| was approaching. decided finally upon
a yellow jacket Of nankeen.
Without delay set to work on my
school garments. It was a work Of de-.
struction, for l wanted to make them
appear as disreputable as possible I
slyly enlarged the holes, wrenched off
the buttons and decorated my person
lavishly with spots and stains of all
! kinds.
In what | judged to be an opportune
moment ! timidly expressed my desire.
had :, do more. much more than
that, before l could obtain my will.
begged, storlned. grumbled, sulked. /
became almost i'll with hope deferred.
At length. for the sake Of peace, my
parents granted my eccentric wish.
It was proud moment for me when
for the first timeI arrayed myself in
that resplendent nankeen jacket won at
the cost of so many struggles. Standing
| before the mirror surveyed myself ad-
miringly for full hour. Twas grand!
superb!
''Ah, my Lord Meta Mort, you will
find yourself ousted at last! My shining
| jacket will soon snatch from you the
| prestige acquired by your stupid, brute
force. Georgette, astonished. fascinated,
dazzled and delighted, will run toward
me, for 1 shall now be the handso1nest
| boy in the school. Met-a-Mort will weep
for chagrin, as have so often wept for
! jealousy and modification" H.
Alas, for my rose colored anticipa-
tons! was greeted with broadside
! of laughter. Even our gentle mistress,
Ermance Dulorre, could not repress a
smile, and above all other voices heard
that of Georgette, who cried mirthfully:
1 'Oh, look at him! Look at him! He
is a canary bird!"
The word was caught IN Instantly