Santa Fe daily New Mexican. [volume] (Santa Fe, N.M.) 1885-1897, 1894-08-20
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CHAPTER I.

CHAPTER l.
"I'm the most beautiful beauty that ever
was seen, but l can't be happy without
rich lover and silver hairpin"
Pretty Pearlina was walking along the
road which extended from the city to the
little village where she lived with her wild
owed mother and father and l6 little Or
phans. The sky was blue, with here and
there piece of white cloud and several
very nice rolled gold streaks from the sun,
which was going down real fast in the east.
Green grass covered the fields like a carpet
Of velveteen, and upon the forelimbs of the
stately oaks sweet songsters poured out
great streams of fluid melody
Lightly tripping herself up through this
nice scene of Mamma Nature, Pretty Pear
lima, the most loveliest cash lady in Hobo
ken, made delicious picture. In fact, it
would be real mean to call her less than
mezzotint. She was as beautiful as a
dream after the ball. Her threadbare gar
ments-which she wore very short in the
skirt and sleeves and low in the neck, after
the manner of cash lady heroines-did not
conceal the exquisite wondrousness of her
sylphlike form. But there was tiny
frown upon her lovely face, and her rose
bud lips wore quite good sized pout.
Pm the most beautiful beauty that ever
was saw" she murmured, stamping her
dainty foot, but I can't be happy without
rich lover and a silver hairpin."
She did not see the feetsteps of her floor
walker behind her, and she jumped way
up when he Kissed between his front teeth:
AHA, aha, pretty Pearlina! So have
discovered why you have refused my heart
and both of my hands every Saturday night
for two years! You hope to capture some
Hoboken swell! But it shall not be! New
er-r-r-r! Iswear"-
Before be could swear TALL handsome
young man, with a curled mustache and
creased pants, sprang forward and threw
him upward out of sight.
"Oh, what lovely mani" screamed Pear
lima to herself. II wonder if he would fall
in love with me at first sight if was rich9"
She raised her hinged eyelids, fringe and
all, to his and double edged pain Of de-
light hit both their hearts at once. In
moment he had wound his new overcoat
sleeves several times around her slender
waist, and as she leaned her back hair
against his chrysanthemum their mouths
met in one long, wide kiss.
Pretty Pearlina," he cried, instinctively
knowing her name and address, be mine
and you shall have a silver hairpin and new
er do anything but breathe"
Atthat moment a cold, naughty beauty
with the usual quantity Of curling lip, dis
dainful eye and cruel sneer, confronted the
lovers.
'Aha, Reginald Smythe-Smith, SO this is
tJa ~,
promise to me. Ahal And you, you nasty,
horrid thing You think to win him from
me, but in one instant and half you diep'
A flash of steel, and a silver hairpin lay
inferred in Pearlina's cream puff sleeve.
With remarkable presence Of mind our he
70 extracted it without pain and presented
it to our heroine as betrothal gift.
"An't it nice?' cried Pretty Pearlina,
using her flutelke tones.
Hearing sharp click, Reginald let up on
the shower of assorted kisses that he was
raining upon the lovely turned up face near
his ascot and groaned, "All is lostp' For
the naughty beauty covered them with an
army musket that she had concealed in the
folds of her dress.
Pretty Pearlina pressed his collar button
into the stern of Regnalds neck and re-
marked, "Ee-ee.
Hearing rush of air above them our
hero looked up.
''Savedp' he yelled, and even as he spoke
down came the floor walker on top of tho
villainess. Our hero had thrown him SO
high that he had just returned to earth. A
loud explosion followed, and
The continuation of Mrs. Gasoline
Phlegmmy's brilliant romance, entitled
"Pretty Pearlina's Passion" will be found
in No. ILL of the Suicide Companion, now
ready and for sale by all noosedealers.-
Life