The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1896-02-08
HIS SAD PREDICAMENT.
A WOuld-Be Swell Loses His Shoes and
His Girl in a Rain Stern.

HIS Glrl In Rain STERN.
1t was midnight everything dreadful
always happens at that time. The light
ming was flashing and the thunder roared
1t was raining everything but money.
Charley, who was just returning from a
swell "hop''had climbed down from North
Clark street car and sought the shelter of
an awning before dashing around the
corner to his boarding house. He stood fo-
several minutes discussing the weather.
when suddenly he discovered directly
across the street dark object emerge from
the alley, look cautiously about, and then
glide over the street and in under the very
same awning which was sheltering him.
Then came flash of lightning and the
dark object took the form and features of
one of Charities friends, who was also re
turning from the swell ''hop.
Hello, Jack! Is that your" said
Charley. 81 see you re working the alleys
now"
'Sh. not so loud was the reply.
why? What's up"
Well, if haven't played to bloomin'
tough luck tonight" growled Jack, no
mortal ever did, and just then n flash of
lightning revealed the fact that his shoes
were missing. '''ve got cluster of stone
bruises Oh my left hoof," he continued,
''and enough on the right one to drive a
man to the hospital For fear of being seen
I've limped it through the alleys all the
way from my girls house, and, blame it all
| wouldn't care so much if th5y hadn't
drol ped off while she was with me-
dropped off! What do you mean?''
Il mean just what | said-dropped Off
You see | told the old gent the other day
that our ball wasn't goin' to he any hoe
down and that I'd have to have pair of
patent feathers in order to be IN the push.
So he said I'd either wear the shoes | had
or I'd stay at home, and l just made up
my mind to fool him. You know he's "A
kind of a particular old guy and he's
got burial suit put away in a trunk, so as
to have it ready when he goes to Fddlers
Green" just went to that trunk on the
sly and dug up the shoes and slid EN- on.
They were Just what the doctor ordered,
and had lustre on EN- to beat the band
| left 'cm over in the next ward, or, rather
they left me, and If the old gent dom
miss 'em in time, he'll pass out over thu
IL, ia otto Fon npI Law
on the sunny shore with mess Of ston,
bruises.
''Well, anyway, things went all O X t,
night till started to take my girl home il
the rain She only lives a short way from
the hall and it was nearer to walk thar
take car, so we both Rugged up tight il
line for her home. ] didn't know tina
burial shoes were made of Paper, and WI
hadn't gone far before the right one sprung
leak, and then the left one followed suit
| tried to smile and look pleasant whel
one of the blamed things quit me on thu
corner: half block further and the othe
one got II divorce. Then we passed /
street lamp, and my girl saw what was VI
and she said: ''Oh, Jack. what ever ha
become of your shoes?' | tried to ac
surprised but it wouldn't 90 and she neve
said another word after that When | SAT-
good night at the gate she just stuck u
her nose and ducked into the house.
never saw such luck in my life, all o
account OF those tissue paper shoes. But
must be going, old man, I'm catching col
already. So longn' And Jack shook h
friends hand, buttoned up his coat an
disappeared in the alley Chicago Int
Ocean.