The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1894-04-06
SCRANTON MISSISSIPPI, FRIDAY, APRIL g. 1894.

thing like that. With him it's gener-
ally, perhaps these ladies will partake
of some refreshments, and then pour
it out without making any remarks |
about the collar on it,"
At this moment the subject OF this
glowing eulOgy re-entered the parlor
and placed on the centre table the
pitcher, which was now full Of beer.
Glasses were produced by the younger
Miss de Cay and the cheering beverage
was gracefully and speedily served by
the engaging Pincheck.
] now determined to establish my
self by one bold coup in the esteem
and affection Of the family, and as the
beer began to run low and finally
ceased altogether, l arose, took my
hat and the richly decorated pitcher
and withdrew from the scene with
pleasant smile and bow, which l felt
sure must have their effect.
Leave the door open so you can see
and mind the broken rail-" called the
younger Miss de Cay, as l CROPPED my
way down the dark staircase.
"Tll light match" exclaimed Mr..
Pincheck, following me out into the
hall and whispering: 'On the middle
of the block above; little Dutch
place across the street; you can't miss
it. And while you are about it you
might as well get a quart; it'll last
longer"
Following the instructions | found
the "little Dutch place. indicated by
Mr.. Pincheck, had the pitcher filed
to the brim with foaming beer, and
then bent my steps toward the De Cay
tenement.
AS walked, reflected on my good
fortune in having, through my friends
kindness, obtained the entree to a
circle in which elegance and true re
fnement were the guiding stars
With the adorable Mr.. Pincheck Il
copy and learn from / felt certain
that in very short time l could he
come veritable ornament to the so
ciety into which had been intro
duced.
Occupied with these pleasant rehec
tions entered the dark hallway o
, the apartment house and began the
toilsome ascent to the third floor.
climbed slowly and paused for breatl
at the foot OF the last fight. The doc
of the De Cay apartment was sti
open and the sound of voices reache
my ears. And this is what heard :
9 Mr.. Pincheck-Well, I'm afraid it,
no use trying to make society mai
; out of him. I've had him out ono
: before, but he didn't catch on at all
+. He Just saved himself this time b.
S going out for the beer, but | don
e think III try it with him again. Th
poor chap means well, but he hahn
got no style.
Elder Miss de Cay-Well, anyway
G Mr.. Pinchcck, he amt so bad as tina
fearful Polkadot, with his low, com
mon expressions.
Younger Miss de Cay-Oh, mercy
, no; nothing half so awful as that maj
t was. The only trouble with this on
t is that you can see at once that II
I hain't never been in no society t.
speak of. He amt had the advan
: tages you have, Mr.. Pincheck, and III
n sure if he was to 60 about oftener wit
e you he'd improve great deal.
1 Mr.. Pincheck land ! knew he wa
e shaking his head sadly)-No use, II
: afraid; he hain't got society in h
y blood, and lie won't never be any goo'
t Hush here he comes up the stair
y "a moment later)-Well, old mai
= back again =? Pretty tough climDir
y for a fat man like you. Just go
the glass and look at your cheeks.
y l have given up trying to shine in
It circle for which nature never intende
" me. JAMES L. FORD.
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