The record-union., 1896-10-25

tentlon the photographs of the stock
company which are exhibited in large
frame standing on an easel just inside
the entrance. A panel photo of Lester
LOnergan, in separate frame, hang
ing just above. 20, Name, look here!
Isn't this a perfectly lovely picture of
Lonergan? Taken in Chicagoi Isn't it
just splendid? o. Name, do you sup
pose it's fastened on? I wonder if
could nip it,"
mo. OF course you can't. Minnie, are
you crazy? Come on; let's co.
But, Name, look here; it's only hung
on to hook by a piece of cord. be-
lieve could take it just as easy
well, let it hang and come on. 1t
would make a nice item for the paper,
wouldn't it, if you were seen to remove
Lester LOnergan'S picture and make Off
with it? Come on" And she went.
wonder if Mr.. Lonergan wouldn't feel
f1attered if he could have been in my
place and overheard a conversation so
very f1attering to himself.
y
We are going to lose one of our favor
ties before the winter is over. One of
our girls, whose sweet soprano has won
the commendation of more than one
music lover, has in turn been won her
self by some one who is not one of our
townsmen, but whom we will hope is en-
tirely worthy in every way of her re-
gard. She is keeping the matter very
quiet until fitting time, so I will leave
it to your Yankee wit to guess her name.
y y
The late High School "Rush'' with a
capital r, which, by the way, is Won
derfully elevating custom-in some
ways, at least-reminds me of an Incl
dent that occurred during certain
other affair of that kind, which made
martyr Of certain handsome High
School boy, who, after the prevailing fad
that obtained such favor in the school
for time, parted his own dusky locks in
the center and allowed them to lop down
over his eyes in a truly love-lOrn and
poetical fashion. The length of those
luxuriant treSses evidently excited the
envy of his fellows. I can't account for
what followed in any other way, as he
had been repeatedly entreated to have
the aforementioned locks shorn. Dur
ing the customary rush." by a pre-
concerted signal, he was caught, held
down and bound, while nimble fingers
separated and braided the raven locks
into innumerable little pigtails, weav-
ing tightly in with the hair blue baby
ribbon, tying it securely at the ends,
which, satisfactorily finished, they
let him go. OF course he tugged
and pulled at his now woolly looking
head. all to no purpose. Finally,
unable to stand the pressure Of JOSH
ing and laughter that assailed him on
every side, he pulled his hat down as
far over his head as it's size would al
low, and wended his sorrowful way
homeward as rapidly as possible, blue
ribbon and all. Next day he paid visit
to his barber and appeared at school in
a real State Prison hair cut" when
he was joshed half out Of his life by
the unfeeling boys.
But sit is an ill wind that blows no
body good,'' and it is said that certain
much-favored lady friends received lit
tie remembrances in the way of raven
black lock of hair tied daintily about
with blue baby ribbon; but this was
after the affair of the school rush"
had blown over The latter I cannot
vouch for, however, but I am convinced
that a school rush" is quite assuredly
a most noble custom.
POLLY OLIVER.