The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-01-26

knocked out OF il; all that you'll have TO
DO now is 10 shave of that moustache
Of yours, rumple your hair bit. buy
small cap. and keep from washing for
week or so, and you'll pass muster I'll
guarantee that if the mater was as long
sighted as she now is short sighted, shed
fail 10 identify You"
''Oh. you're sure that's al you'd rec
I ommend me to do2 You know you've
| only to suggest something else and Tn
/ see that it's done Think now If you
/ haven't forgotten something's chaps
I to such tTifes -as-ah, shaving of a nous
/ tache. I think you said. You wouldn't
| recommend me to shave my head. would
/ your You've only to say il, you know"
| Charlie laughed.
mo: I wouldn't recommend YOU to shave
your head-only rumple II, and keep il in
| a constant state of rumple." said he. Yes,
( and it would be no harm if you were to
drop your cap accidentally at Regent
I Circus and see that half a dozen buses
pass over it. 1t will then be tit for use.
! Now, give me a brandy and soda; my eX-
/ ertons on your behalf have made me
| bit rocky. All, Gerry. old chap, it's not
| many friends that would take so much
/ trouble to help you"
No" said Gerald: "In be hanged If
| there's another that would make a foot
ball of a new coat of mine for several
minutes and then suggest the advisable
/ lty of my shaving of a mustache that
! has been my most intimate companion for
| the past five years. Never mind, III stick
| at nothing the mustache viii go in the
/ mOTning. Let me pass another evening
ed.
81 wish you'd chuck up the whole bust
! ness and keep your mustache,' said Char
| lie, as they went downstairs. Il know that
! I'm getting myself into the deuce of
row with my people on your account;
! and. upon my soul. Flossie isn't worth
| all this bother ] know her and have
/ known her rather intimately for the past
/ nineteen years, and can assure you that
! she's just as worldly as they are made"
Gerald smiled-the smile of the lover
who hears the young woman of his choice
referred to in the brutal language Of
brother.
"Win you have brandy or whisky?" he
Il think. after all, I'll have whisky
| IRISH" said Charlie.
Gerald turned the soda water syphon
into the tall tumbler containing glass
| of Irish whisky and handed the result of
| the blend TO his friend.
1t is to be hoped that every one knows
| Nethercombe. that most delightful OF
Devonshire resorts-when not too many
holiday seekers made it the center of their
| explorations. But as i'm England, the en-
tire population take their annual holiday
in the month of August, one has only to
| avoid Nethercombe during this month
i'm order to drink its delights to the full,
and to run no chance of meeting at
every lovely spot the star comique' who
makes three clear and well-defned tot
let's in the course of the day and sings
intolerably dreary songs in the pavilion
every night for the benefit of the August
One of the charms of the place is to be
found in the undulating character OF the
roads, whether along the cllffs or further
inland. At Nethercombe, if one moves
at all, one is either going uphill or down.
hill Now to the young and active, these
the elderly and inactive regard them at
first with gradually frightening faces
until someone who has been there before
"Oh, we shall have donkey-chairs."
Then the faces that were lengthening
became suddenly curtailed, and the own
ers of these faces lift their eyes to the
hills without misgivings. Hills, they be-
lieve, were made for donkeys, and dom
key ever jeopardized the safety of pas
full provision of nature, and so airs well.
The donkey-chairs at Nethercombe are
numerous and mostly these equipages are
well appointed. The animals are led by
elderly women, by elderly men, and by
such young men as do not consider that
tbs guiding of a donkey is an employment
unworthy of a man with fully developed
| muscles. 1t is not on record that a dom
key ever jeapardised the safety of a pas
| Senger by running away. PSI
NJust a week after Lieut.. Ashby of the
Blues had partaken of that simple and
popular refreshment in the rooms of his
friend the Hon. Gerald Gaythorpe, the
ranks of the donkey-chair drivers at a
certain part of the little town were aug
mented by a youth with handsome,
clean shaver face, and here and there a
smut upon it if he had not had too
much time to spend at his toilet. His
suit of cOrduroys was considerably the
worse for wear, and his cap was undenia-
bly, bad, as was also the tie that he wore.
ed the first bloom of youth. The new
conner was in fact, as like well-set-up
donkey-chair driver as might be seen
| anywhere along the coast.
He appeared with a neat little carriage
and a Well-grOomed donkey quite sudden
ly one morning, greatly to the annoyance
of the other occupants of the same rank
that is to say the same donkey chair
rank. He was plainly stranger, and it
Was-With some reaSOn-asserted by the
drivers who were native born, that for a
stranger to come and try and take the
bread out of their mouths was a great
hardship. The old women were most We
hement in their protests, and many of
them reached the ears of the newcomer
who was leaning against lamp, Ticking
the dust off his boots with the whip that
he carried.
Don't you mind EN-, young man." said
a voice at his elbow in the most meodious
Devonshire,, Just as he was beginning to
weary of the strong language that was
being used against him. Don't you mind
'em It's a free country; there's room for
all. It's not bad donkey, that of your"
The newcomer turned round and saw
beside him young girl with the pleasant
est brown face that he had ever seen.
1t was-yes. he could not but acknowl-
edge tia handsome face. She was tall
and beautifully made, he also saw, al
though the dress of donkey-chair. girl
was not calculated to show her figure
to any particular advantage.
1T is very good of you to say so,' said
he, with smile. Still. you know, there's
something in what those old ladies say;
I'm sort of interloper-in fact, regu-
lar lnterlOper, ann Z!
'You don't look as if you'd been brought
up to the business, sir" said she; her
eyes were now turned upon the ground.
NO; I wasn't. But for that matter
don't suppose anyone is born a donkey
chair driver he remarked.
q wasn't" she seaid. My mother didn't
always drive chair, sir
why do you call me 'sir?'" he in
quired. do you call the other boys STRIP -
1--WE seen too many folks about here
not to know the difference between a
donkey-chair boy and a gentleman" she
said, still looking down.
rs your name Johnson" came an in
terruptng vOice-the voice of the hall
page of the chief hotel of Nethercombe.
VI Il answer to the name of Johnson"
said the new donkey-driver.
Come along, then; you're the chap that
some one recommended to two of our
ladies. Look sharp, now, stupid"
You Internal young-ah, all right; I'll
look sharp"
The donkey-driver looked at first as if
he was about to give the hotel page such
a thrashing as he had never received in
all his life. but he suddenly checked him
self and went to his donkey's head. Then
: he turned to the girl. saying:
Il beg your pardon, but business is
| business isn't it? Wen meet again. 1