The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1894-11-16


"Ah! There was concerted gasl
from the Mortified youths, which
warned Monica how trivial was tn,
cause
Not likely" interrupted Vim
"What with getting up before day
break and blowing through swamps
and falling down precipices all day
: long | shall have no time philander
ing"
3 Yours is singular vocation, Mr.
Winn,' she said. but doubt not it's
very congenial" Yet she felt annoyed
r because the chorus snickered.
Well" asked Cyril, as he and VIM
strolled down the avenue to the club.
"Well, what do you think of our prin-
cess2"
"A nice girl enough" replied VIM,
contemplatively. "Of course, a rose
among cabbages does smell the sweet
er. She's mere girl, after all"
81 am one of the cabbages," retorted
Cyril warmly.
you're a good fellow, all the same. :"
said VIM, as they entered the club,
"and wish you luck"
|
able in the smoking-room, after a
mistaken masculine idea, Creig hton
continued: Then, old man, if you
run across the Abercrombies down
south, you'll look out for them for my
sake?"
well, since you insist. But isn't
such a com mission very dangerous?"
| mo, l give you a full indemnity
policy against any such accident.
There's little of the John Alden about
! you, and as for the princess l cannot
picture her as Priscilla"
mo time for philandering, indeed"
murmured Monica Abercrombie that
night as she looked into the glass for
the last time before turning out the
light Il hope l may never see his inn
pudent face again"
However, fate is deaf to the voice of
hope; for the following week, on the
Southern limited train, with her ia
Their doing in the next chair. when
Monica raised her eyes from her read
ing at'the shadow from tall form, she
recognized this countenance so dis |
pleasing.
ION your way to the blowing and |
the falling?" Monica asked.
yes" replied VIM, land not to the
philandering."
THANK heavens, he smokes" MUIR
INJURED the princess, as the shadow dis
appeared. But smoking like all other
good things, requires intervals of alb
stinence; for, after an hour, VIM re-
appeared. Here is the latest illus
trated magazine" he began, IF you
would like to look at it. There are
several silly stories
No, thank you," said Monica,
frigidly; II have this quarterly
so | perceived; that is why sug
gested the change"
At this juncture the ogre awoke,
and, learning that the young man was
chief engineer in the construction of
the Great Southwestern, proceeded to
swallow him after the fashion of such
ogres-that is, to assimilate all the
information he could furnish. And
VIM sat down beside him quite defer
entail and ready to be thus consumed;
ready, so it seemed, for it
was provoking to hear him talk so in
terestingly on such stupid subject,
and to papa, of all persons.
II really think you should have
found my substitute preferable" said
VIM, as he was leaving, with glance
1T the quarterly.
mo, indeed" replied Monica. II
nave been quite absorbed by this
article"
"a la Chinois? Quite an accomplish
nent, I'm sure" he murmured, and it
vas only when he was too far away
or any retaliation that Monica per-
,eived that she held her book upside I
Town.
"A fine young fellow" commenced
he ogre. I'VE must cultivate him." S
''He needs it," added the girl, vi I
,iously.
All this was bad enough to one whose I
elf had always been the sun; but the i
lext day was worse, for, instead of ar i
irving at Palmettaville on time, the c
rain leaped from the spreading tracks t
md pumped the ponderous Pullmans '
nto the mud. There was no great /
larm done, and perhaps some torpid C
ivers received benefit; bat as delay
# twenty-forr hours was inevitable, 6
md the cars stuck at various dis t
ressing angles to the perpendicular,
was decided that the passengers d
hould remove to hotel supposed to
De about mile distant. And a very @
Moderate supposition it proved before b
his removal was consummated, and
he travellers, mire-stained and thicket-
orn, arrived at the great white cara p
ansary with rooms enough for an
rmV and accolnnoda al ions inconmap- | 4,