The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1895-01-16
A CASE OF PLAGIARISM.

The young couple stood on the bank
opposite the Gadfly contemplating that
small boathouse with something less
than feeling of ownership than they
had hitherto experienced. A fiery lit
tie steamer went up the river, and the
waves taking advantage of the confu-
sion, ran and kissed the green bank and
were off again before the green bank
deck of the Gaday came a song to the
ears of Mr.. Stewart, of Throgmorton
street, and of young Mrs. Stewart, that
they were beginning to know quite
well, albeit Miss Bagge, the singer, had
only been there since the morning.
Miss Bagge accompanied herself on the
banjo, and accompanied herself all
wrong:
I'm little Alabarmer econ,
Ant been born very long.
81 wonder" said little Mrs. Stewart
Il wonder, now, how many more times
she's going to play thatPn -
my dear love-" said Mr.. Stewart,
sitting down on the bank.
Don't call me your dear love, Henry,
until that dreadful girl is gone"
"My dear Mrs. Stewart, what can
doP / can't treat her as we brokers
treat stranger who happens to stroll
into the house, can IP You wouldn't
care for me to catch hold of her and
mash her hat in and hustle her out of
the place"
81 shouldn't. All you have to do is
to be distant with her"
Zone can't be very distant on small
houseboat."
hol 10
said Mrs. Stewart.
Il don't mind her when she's still, :"
said MIR. Stewart. "It's when she bobs
about and plays that da-"
Henry, dear!"
plays that banjo of hers that she
makes me hot"
The shrill voice came across the
stream:
Hush a bye. don't you cry, mammy's little
Papa's gwine to smack you if you do
Boat ahoy," called Stewart.
The boy on the Gadfy came up from
somewhere and pulled over to them and
conveyed them to the houseboat. Miss
Bagge, looking down from between the
Chinese lanterns gave little shrek of
delight as their boat bumped at the side
of the Gadfiy.
"Oh, you newly married people," she
cried, archiy, as she punched up her
skirts and came skittishly down the
steps; "where have you been? Leaving
poor little me alone with my music for
such time"
"Did you say music, Miss Bagge?"
"Yes, dear Mrs. Stewart. Ny banjo,
you know"
"Oh!" said little Mrs. Stewart.
afraid you don't like plantation
melodies, Mrs. Stewart"
Il used to think | did, Miss Bagge."
Stewart had gone along to get some
thing iced to drink and something in
the shape of cigar to smoke.
"How things change, Mrs. Stewart,
don't theyP I'm sure it doesn't seem
six years ago-hem-Mr. Stewart and
l and ma and two or three others came
up to NARROW. / think that was long
before your day, before you came over
from Melbourne, and we did really
have the most exquisite time"
"Have you looked through the even
ing paper, Miss BaggeP" interrupted
little Mrs. Stewart, huTriedly.
"Oh, yes, dear, I've looked through it
twice. One or two most interestin g
cases."
"Where did you put itP 1 want to
see what O'Brien has done for Middle
sex"
"I've dropped it somewhere" said
Miss Bagge. Gould the boy go up fol
my trunk before it gets darkP 1 left il
at the station, and l shall have some
more things down next week"
"Next week."
Miss Bagge put her hand to her brown
thin neck and gave cough of hall
apology.
"If l stay longer l shall have to run
up to town one day to do some shop.
ping"
There was pause. The rings Of
smoke from Stewards cigar at the other
end of the boat foated down by them.
The boy below broke few plates and
danced a few steps of a breakdown tc
cover the noise.
"Dear Henry! How the scent of his
cigar does remind me of old times!
remember so we'll that night at NARROW
Miss Bagge, will you go and play
something's"
Miss Bagge went obediently and
strummed her banjo and mentioned
| OASO AOIO IAtG SLIo was llGIlc AldDdut
coon, and young Mrs. Stewart ran hur-
riedly to her husband.
I'm going to quarrel with her," she
said, breathIessly.
That's right" said Henry, calmly
anything to stop that row."
"Im going to ask her to 60 back to
town tonight, Henry"
But. my dear, isn't that rather
rudeP"
"of course it il. That's WHY I an