The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1899-08-12

of Mrs. Rankin" said his wife. "You
wouldn't believe, would you, that n
woman would have the impudence to
actually demand-well, simply can
not tell it,"
II understand" said l; "the hold-up
| business fourishes in every line of
| life. But go on with the story"
| Every time we have made up din
ner list lately" resumed Mrs. Lowden,
there has been a sort of a-you might
call it discussion"
Row" INTERCEPTED her husband.
between Max and myself about
inviting some of these people, toto
work them off, you know"
II understand" said L. You OBJ
jected to his particular friends, and he
objected to yours"
| Eyes, and we both hated to infiict
them on people of the right sort. So
Max finally suggested"
"Only in fun, you know, but Marie
took it in earnest"
"Well, so did you, finally. Max sug-
gested that we make up list for one
| dinner to contain absolutely nothing
but bores-the very worst ones we
| knew"
There were ten of them" said Max,
"all stars of the first magnitude
"Ten, not including ourselves" com
mented Mrs. Lowden, with the instinc-
tive arithmetic of dinner-giver
IL would not think of including you,
of course" said |.
There was that Mrs. Rickie, who
tells YOU all about the various things
her husband died of; and little Roach,
you know him, Of course; and the Hop
pins, he scarcely spoke above whis-
per, while she just shrieked; and Max S
dear old friend, Peet-"
"Cut that" growled Lowden: she
was paired off with Marie's particular
fancy, Mrs. Rankin. They talked re-
ligion with great vigor throughout the
meal. The solemn Miss Pollock, who
never says word, sat next TO Count
Won Haasse Did you ever read any OF
his books?"
Horrible soggy," said L; "undigest-
ed German-English."
well, he is worse than his books"
ut is a shame to talk about people in
such way" said Mrs. Lowden, cover
ing her face with her hands; when
one has entertained them, too. That is
why did not want Max to tell about
this dinner"
"And Gen. Quinn and his wife," be-
gan Lowden.
"Oh. know the list well enough.
said l. but tell me, how did the affair
pass OFF,"
Mrs. Lowden gave a rapturous little
laugh, and her husbands features re-
Taxed into n grin.
THAT is the strangest part of IT,
she said. Nothing ever took place in
this house that was a bigger success
than that. We expect our guests to
have pleasant time, or we are disap-
pointed. but we do not look to see them
go into ecstacies of joy, and fairly CUR,
gle with happiness, as these people did
| They ate enormously"
"And drank" INTERCEPTED Max.
and that is one of the surest signs
that people are enjoying themselves
But the queerest thing of all was the
way they took to one another. We
matched them up with some care
Marie did that said Lowden
"Tell them your plan, dear"
1T is perfectly simple" said she
"Bores are divided into two classes
those who talk too much. or those who
don't talk at all: Little Roach, who
prattles necessarily, took out Mrs
QUINN. who was never known to say
anything except yes and no. Mr.
Hoppin sat next to Mrs. Rickie and lis
tened most attentively to all hel
troubles. 1t was like that all around
the table. Max and | had nothing tc
do but to sit up and look pleasant"
what triumph" said |. what 9
splendid social achievement! To en-
terrain clever people is nothing-theS
entertain themselves and one another
but to accomplish such results with
such material--it was magnificent
Would that might have been there tc
behold it. Tell me, Mrs. Lowden, why
was not invited?'
Indeed. Mr.. Robinson answered
the lady, 1--WE discussed asking you
and at one time had about decided"
'You see" cut in her husband, hast
lily, "our first plan was to invite some
very clever people-two or three-to
help us entertain the others"
"Yes," assented Mrs. Lowdcn, with
an eagerness that seemed to cover q
little confusion; but we changed that
and left you out. Now, won't you help
make up list for little dinner next
wcek?"
| said nothing more on the subject OF
my invitation, but could not avoid Civ
ing the matter some quiet thought.
Perhaps Max was right. 1t would
have been better not to have told the
story.-San Francisco Argonaut.