Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1894-04-29

or was it Bacon?-says. You needn't
stroke my hand as II it were a kitten.
What very curious perfume, Captain
Jackw
"The fact is, Cissy, that he who must
be obeyed always drinks gin and cloves
of an afternoon.
When Carpet Warrior stoops to
lie, he prefers to use good large one.
Il like him for that she said;
there's a touching humility about 1t
that | admire
Yes, and Of course we all have to
do the same-out of turublers, you
know, no heel taps said Strongit-
hearm, expanding his lie as II it were
concertina. Now let's talk
about ourselves" he said affectionately.
"Ciss, dear, why should we shilly
shally any longer. I'm not eloquent,
Clssy"
Don't talk of eloquence," said Mrs.
Redmayne petulautly THE poor JUS
tice lived by II. and l know exactly
what it's worth and she drew her
lace Handkerchief across her eyes as a
tribute to the memory Of the departed.
I'm a plain man" continued the
captain as he expanded his mighty
chest
You're the only man who thinks So"
said Mrs. Redmayne' with little purr
Of pleased proprietorship.
lawfully good Of you, I'm sure"
said the captain, you don't help a
fellow a bit, Cissy. What | wanted TO
say was"and the traitor slid his
chair close to hers, keeping tight hold
of her hand all the time. 'I'll whisper
1t, Cissy." he said, and his voice trem-
bled in Its excitement.
The poor little woman turned her
cheek toward him. She thought the
wretch was going to kiss her, and
she was nothing 10th. Such innocent
famlliarities are very dear TO engaged
persons. A smile OF antlcipatory pleas
ure stole over her countenance as she
felt his hot breath upon her cheek,
And then she gave a little scream Of
terror asSl1r suddenly dropped her hand
with military objurgation.
"Cissy--AIrs. Redmayne," he exclnim-
ed. Good heavensr and then he be-
came scarlet In his Indignation
Capt Stror githearm." said Mrs.
Redmayne severely. as she rose to her
feet In mingled establishment and ter
ror, you ought not to have come here.
You've been drinking. Don't deny II.
Jack she added, eScitedly. You look
exactly like poor old Redmayne used
to look when he returned from the
monthly dinners. But Justice Red
mayne drank port wine. like a gentle
man; he didn't fuddie himself with
blu ana tloNtEs
u haven't been drinking. Mrs Red
mayne. Farewell. Cissy," he added.
traeically; 1--WE shall never meet again.
except IN society. Look IN your glass,
unhappy woman. and you VIII learn
the dreadfui truth. Farewell foreverw
and seiz'@g his hat, he rushed for the
door.
NIB Redmayne turned In astonish-
mel.t to the mirror. What could those
terrible words mean? Alasl one side
OF her face was covered with hideous
smutty looking dlecdloration. Little
Mrs. Redamyne gave an alarming
scream and fell faintng In a heap on
the white be0Tskin hearthrug.
He never told her secret. for Jack
Stronglthearm was a gentleman. with
In the twelvemonth the brokers We're
in the little bijou house In Mayfair. and
Clssy Rednayne returned to her papa,
the curate, and the cold mutton. She
does a great deal Of good In the parish,
and Is pretty, soft-eyed little woman
still, q tribe paler, perhaps. for she
never seeks TO paint the lily now.
knowing. as she does, that the Glove
test is nfallible.--Argonaut,