The Springdale news., 1899-06-16
A CHAIR OF TORTURE. The Young Man Was Placed in . Some what Embarrassing Position.

Asociety youth had arather unpleas- ant time of it on an East End porch few evenings ago, relates the Cleye- land Plain Dealer. The people of the house have been making a general renovation of the premises, outside and in, and among other improve nentspainted and vanished the porch chairs. One of these chairs, 1t was one with a wicker back, was chosen by the youth as his resting place, and he found it very comfortable one. Pretty soon, however, the heat of his head with its thick adornment, soft ened up the yarnish, and he suddenly discovered to his dire dismay that his hair was firmly stuck fast to the chair. He pulled gently, but it wouldn't let go. He pulled a little harder; it was still firm. Ho gave g jerk, and the tears filled his eyes. But the varnish held on for dear life.
 Of course, the young woman on .he porch continued in blissful ig- torrance of the situation. The young man answered her in monosyllables. Ills thoughts were all on his hair. But she kept up lively chatting and apparently 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. let he didn't rise, He didn't bow. He didn't even nod. It was too dusky to see the faces of the ladies, but he knew they regarded him as frstelass boor. He groaned in- wardly and pulled on the varnish un- til he felt as If scalped.
 The elderly lady said very little, and what she said had an icy flavor. The young woman made brave et- fort to draw the visitor out, but she soon saw it was no use. Silence en- sued. The youth knew it was time tor him to go. Yet he didn't stir. He wondered what the night watch man would say when he saw him sit ting there in the early morning hours.
 Then he knew be must speak up.
 Excuse me-" he said, "but-but, but, do you-that is, could you lend me this chaiNjust long enough to take 1t home?'
 "sir?" said the elderly lady. She probably thought he was intoxicated
 I'm In earnest" said the youth, disma1y. "I never was more earnest in my life. find that I can't go home without the chair, and, of course, l cant stay here all night-at least don't want to, and"
 What's the matter?" faintly in. quired the young woman.
 q think" said the youth, gravely VI think its varnish-but really can'i look to see"
 Dear mel" cried the elderly lady, "Are you stuck fast?"
 T am," said the youth.
 "Wh-where'' gasped the young woman.
 My hair," said the youth.
 " hat shamew cried the youne woman, in relieved tone.
 Its dreadfulf" echoed the old lady.
 So then they got at him and the old lady found some linseed oil and softened up the varnish, and the young woman got the cutest little pai, of scissors and cut off few particular. ly stubborn locks, and then fussed over him until the young man TO. luctantly gave a little sharp pull and was free. p"'' ''o And now, madam" he said to ,be elderly lady, Twill you permit ms ia make amends fol my late incivfr,yp'' And he shook hands with her and made her his best bow, and tbo olJ iady ~as delighted. And overybody M .sit so pleasant that the young man stayed a full hour longer. "'' ! bot he sat in another chair