St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1898-08-20
TALE OF A CHAIR.
II stuck to the Hair Of = Youth and
He Wanted to Take IT Home
with Him.

society yOueu uou
pleasant time of it on an East end porch
a few evenings ago. The people Of the
house have been making general
renovation of the premises, outside and
in, aud among other improvements
pairted and vanished the porch chairs.
Ore of these chairs, it was one with
wicker back, was chosen by the youth
as his resting place, and he found 1t q
very comfortable one.
Pretty soon. however, the heat OF his
head with its thick adornment, softened
up the varnish and he suddenly discov-
cred to his dire dismay that his hair
was firmly stuck fast to the chair. He
puileo gently, but it wouldn't let go.
He pulled a little harder, it was still
firm. lie gave jerk and the tears filled
his ewes. But the varnish held on for
dear life.
OF course the young woman on the
porch continued iii blissful ignorance
Of the situation. The young man an
swered her in monosyllable.. His
thoughts were all on his hair. But she
Kept up a lively chatting, and appar-
entity did not notice how distrait he was.
Pretty soon the girls mother came
out on the porch. Now. he wanted to
make good impression upon the girls
mother. Yet he didn't rise. He didn't
bow. He didn't even nod. 1t was too
Gusky to see the faces of the ladies, but
he knew they regarded him as first
class boor. He groaned inwardly and
pulled on the yarnish until he felt rs if
kcalped.
The elderly lady said very little. and
what she said had an icy flavor. The
young woman made brave effort to
draw the visitor out, but she soon saw
il was no use. Silence ensued. The
youth knew il was time for him to go.
Yet he didn't stir. He wondered what
the night watchman would say wheL
he saw him sitting there in the early
morning hours.
Then he knew he must speak up. y
"Excuse me-" he said, "but-but do
you-that is, could you lend me this
chair just long enough to take it
home?"
"Sir?" said the elderly lady. She
probably thought he was intoxicated.
"rm in earnest" said the youth dis
mally. II never was more in earnest in
my life. I find that ] can't 60 home
without the chair. and. Of course-of
course. can't stay here all night-at
least don't want to. and"
"What is the matter?" family In
quired the young woman.
II think" said the youth, gravely, 81
think 1t is varnish-but I really can't
look to see"
"Dear<me!" cried the elderly lady.
"Are you stuck fast?"
81 am" said the youth.
"Wh-where?" gasped the young
woman.
MY hair" said the youth.
"What a shame!" cried the young
woman in a relieved tone.
ats dreadful!" echoed the old lady
So then they got at him, and the old
lady found some linseed oil and soft
encd up the varnish, and the young
woman got the cutest little pair of scis-
sors and cut on few particularly stub
born locks. and they fused over him
until the young man reluctantly gave q
little sharp pull and was free.
.And now, madam" he said to the
elderly lady, will you permit me te
make amends for my late incivilityT
And be shook hands with her and made
her his best bow, and the old lady wa,
delighted. And every body felt SO pleas.
ant that the young man stayed full
half-hour longer.
Blu: he sat in another chair.-Cleve
land Plain Dealer.
Just Mentionea II.
II remember" said the commercia
| traveller, "being in little town in west
| ern Pennsylvania about 200 miles from
| nowhere, and sitting in the litti'
| grocery store. when tall native sham
bled in, and. asking for pint OF cider
drank it and then sat down on barre
and began to smoke. Pretty soon h
sad: .Zeke,' addressing the proprietor
is there anyone here rode up on {
hoss9
''Zeke looked over the compary care
fully why, yes.' he said, Seth Perkin.
over there in the corner rode up on
hoss, didn't you. Seth?' Why, yes
said Seth. 4 rode mp on hoss: wha
Of jt?'
"Oh. nothin,,' said the newcomer