The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1894-07-27

! Macintosh. No one, Miss.
Miss Celia. It's odd that no ont
should have called. (To herself.) Wher
| particularly said | should be back
the first week in May, too. But | sup
pose he's forgotten that and-ant
everything else since he rut me on the
boat with those ridiculous bouquets o
flowers. with assumed Indifference,
Did you say no one had called:
Macintosh. Lor' bless you, Miss
how could anyone call, and why should
anyone call, when they think you away
in foreign parts?
Miss Ce'ia. Well what am l to do:
(Smiling) Advertise in the newspa.
pers to say I'm back?
Mackinto, h. You've got to send
out cards.
Miss Celia. For dance? You see
at a party one hts so little time to speak
TOTO anyone. You have to ask d
crowd of people you don't care a bit
about because they 60 everyw here .
and leave out the people you do be-
cause they won't go anywhere at all
The bores come, and the peop'e for
whom the party is given stay away.
Go herself.) He would, l know; he
hates balls.
Macintosh. Well, why not have a
day? You've nothing to do but write
"tirst Sunday on your visiting cards.
Miss Celia (s+ating herself at her
desk and listlessly taking the cards and
AN address book from the maid hand.
A first Sunday, do you think?
Macintosh with decislon.) Ger
tainly first, Miss. A second and a
third amt recollectable-it's no use
pretending they are-anda a last Sunday
do sound that drealv it reminds one of
ones latter end
Miss Celia (to herse f-nibbling the
end Of her pen.) 1t would only be civ
il to send him card, at least. Open
ing the address-book at s hurrledly.)
"Scarbrow, Arthur, Esq, The Albany
| know he said he was going to change
his rooms; l wonder if I've got the
right number?
Macintosh (severely.) There every
body in alphabetical order in the ad-
dress book, Miss: you must begin at
the AS.
Miss Celia blushlng. The AS:
Oh. of course, of fcourse-the AS turn
ing to the AS and reading, Abbot,
Abercromby, Adams, Allen, Anderson
Angel, Surgeon-Major- abstractedly]
| don t remember any Angel, Surgeon
Major. Surrep'itiously turning to the
SIS. Did he say it was B3 or C3, The
Albany:
Macintosh. I've got Angel, Miss.
Now the BIS
Miss Celia YEARLY. Bacon, Bag
shot, Bailey, Barker
Macintosh. There. Who could look
nicer in drawing. room than Miss
Bagshot? And there's Mrs. Duns'i-
bourne Barker, she's that valuable of
an afternoon
Miss Celia to hers If Why should
flats in the Albany have letter of the
alphabet as well as NUMBER It's so
dreadfulIy confusing. B3. C3,-is it
because they are old: Did they always,
| wonder, B c? No; suppose they
are not as old as all that.
Macintosh without !, l,oticing the ln-
terruption. Court, Cooper, Cox, Dick
enson- Captain Dickinson. There's u
nice young gentleman, and so handy,
as has been remarked, at tea-time.
Well send HIM card.
Miss Celia. What. that great gawk
all mustache ard eyeglass-who made
me get into the wrong carriage coming
back from Great Marlow in the sum-
mer, when Ar
Macintosh resolu'ely. You must
send to HIM, Miss. He's been known
to the family this fifteen years and
more
Miss Celia. You don't understand
these things, Macintosh. Captain
Dickinson is not popular with men.
To herself. Arthur hates him, l know,
and don't wonder, considering.
Macintosh writing. I'm sending
to him. and to Mr.. Douglas too.
Miss Celia. If vou do, Mr.. Douglas
will bring Il rope-dancer or cook with
him He married SINE such person
last August.
Macintosh not to be d,unted. A.
any rate, there's that disttn 5uish I'd
looking gentleman that !o,ks lik, an
ambassador, Mr.. Drummond. Looking
in the address book. Yes, MIR. Angus
tus Frederick LOftus Drummond.
Miss Celia testify. Mr.. Augustus
Frederick LOTUS Drummond is divor-
ced. 70 herself. believe it was F
), after all.
Mackin' osh Dear-a-dear, sucha a com-
mandlng-lo king gentleman to be tax
en- to the Divorce Court! But we've on
" got to the D. yet. The rest may be