The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1898-09-14

The stars are blinded every onel
Percy l.. Osborn in Fortnighuy Review.
TWO WEDDING RINGS
had just heard the whistle of the
postman ut the door and leaned over the
banisters to inquire Of my landlady if
there We're any letters for me.
There WIS no Immediate response to
my query. and inferred from the sus
pieious silence that either Mrs. Met
calfe or her daughter was inspecting
my letters probably reading tho post
cards, If there We're amy.
That Is very often popularity of
landladies' daughters. as people who
are compelled to hoard well know
Again | asked:
Mrs. Metcalte. are there any letters
for mo- l expect II letter of some impor
lance.
Coming, sir-coming replied Ma
tilda, her daughter, as tho latter slowly
assembled the stairs, gazing very inter.
estedly mt II postcard.
at my landing. on the second floor, and
gave to mo letter two postcards and
newspaper.
Il thought that you Were inspecting
my correspondence, said sarcastic.
ally.
What /: oh, Mr. Bolton. would
never think of such II thing" And She
went down stairs, tossing her head like
an enraRed Shetland pony
ono Was card from my tailor To mott
fy mo of his removal; ono from Louis
Durande to tell inc that he could not keep
Il certain engagement with me, and "a
letter from Percy Cresmer, who had
warmed his slippers at the same college
fire with me scarcely three years ago
Iiis cpistlo ran thus:
DEAR BEIToN-I claim Your congratulations
nm 10 be married neat week to the sweetest
girl the sun ever shuuc upon. There's sur
prise No. for You. And wish you'd 90 to
Silvermnn. the ieWeler, and get the wedding
ring, Size ineloscd On bit of paper There's
surprise No :. Seriously, old fellow, il Will
do mo II great favor for business mutters here
arc complicated In such way that ! cannot
hope to get to the city dry before the event
and of course know that | can trust your
IL
Havo the words Helen, 1896, engraved
the inside, and please send by post without
delay. Ever yours faithfully,
PERCY CHFsMEn
S.-Sho Il am angel
Well, " said to myself laying
down my old chum's raptulous letter
| "here's Il pretty commits sion for IA bach
elor. An angel, is she? | don't believe
she's any more angelic than Pauline
Brooks. But every man thinks his own
goose swan. pity tho poor fellow,
I'm sure. Hos clearly i'll Il state of
glamour that makes him see everything
oouleur do rose But Pm not one to do
sert friend at pinch. I'll buy his
miserable wedding ring with tho great
est pleasure i'll life. -
So | locked my desk, put on my over.
coat and went straightway to Silver
mans
Jones WAS behind the counter. knew
Jones. l had bought gold bracelet of
him for Pauline Brooks six months ago
stifiy waxed mustache u cameo scarf
pin and hair bodewod with some am
brosial perfume or other.
Wedding rings, if you please said
l, plugging ut once into the object of
my visit. Here's the size. " producing
my slip Of paper
Any inscription, sir questioned
Jones' assuming so preternaturally
knowing an aspect that | could cheer
fully have pitched him in among tho
plated ware in tho big glass showcase
behind him.
Helen" said l brusquoly 1886. "
Emma, sir" Jones put his hand be
hind his ear to assist his hearing.
Helen" | bawled out, painfully
conscious that tho eyes Of tho three
pretty girls who We're at tho counter be.
yond were upon me.
VERY pretty name, " simpered Jones
as he wrote down the order ANY par
ticular style"
Simple and solid. said | that's
all. {"
Eyes, sir. 1t shall DO attended to at
once. Shall / send it to your resi-.
denee, orr
'l'll call for it tomorrow, said |.
Pardon me, Mr.. Bolton, " cried Mr.
Silverman, who had overheard a por-
ton Of our colloquy, "but if it wouldn't !
be taking liberty, might | inquire
whether you intend to keep house or
take apartments!'
What" CIRCULATED l.
ITO keep house or take apartments"
reiterated Mr.. Silverman. because in
the former case we should esteem it a
favor to supply the silver and table |
ware.
! muttered some not particularly |
complimentary answer, and went out |
Of tho shop. closing the door behind me
with some emphasis.
Going to be married, Ell, old chap"
said Bill West, stockbroker, familiarly |
thrusting his elbow into my side, az / |
strOlled into Gatti's for my lunch that |
day.
"No!" said l, taking up the bill Of
fare
"Oh, come don't deny the soft i'm
parchment. said West, with wink.
What has put such an idea as that
into your head" demanded /, some
what Indignantly.
And her names Helen, said West,
with an ldlotlc gtRgle. Waiter, "a half
bottle Of Mumm Let's drink her health |
Bolton, when"--
At this stage pretended TO see some
one whom l knew at an opposite table
and bolted across the room.
Old Mr.. Jessup was trotting across
Hyde park when unexpectedly came
face to face with him.
Hello" said Mr.. Jessup, turning
upon me the moony glare Of two spec
taeled eyes. What's this hear about
you, my dear young friend? Accept my
congratulations. Matrimony is always
u blessed condition. and