The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1900-02-17

odors-polyglot of tongues-even the |
girls talked German'-dancers-high |
monologues-horrid!
1t is needless to enter into the de- |
tails of the scheme of entertainment for |
the week through which this unsus- |
pecting Boston girl was led by her re-
vengeful friends, though after hearing
the confessions of both sides 1t would
be hard to say which suffered more
There was shopping expedition on
Halsted street and Milwaukee avenue,
with an evening at the Ferris Wheel.
A long drive was taken through the
outlying boulevard system connecting
the North and West sides, ending with
an agonizing shooting of the chutes.
There was sailing party In cockle-
shell of a boat off the Diversey street
pier. and there was an evening at a
vaudeville performance, while the last
night, to cap the climax of this little
puritan's dissipations, she was to hear
German band In typical summer
garden. A boiled dinner of sauer-
kraut and frankfurters was served. Of
which Priscilla would not eat a mouth
full, even her careful politeness being
on the wane.
The conspirators, though somewhat
remorseful, continued to act their parts
to perfection and were accordingly in
high spirits when the party boarded a
Sharpshooter's Park car to the North
west, where a truly oid-country sum-
mer garden is hidden away under the
trees. In all their adventures the
young people had met none of their
acquaintance. In the summer garden
the first one to greet them on entering
| was NJ. s milkman. He made remarks
| on the weather and in an important
! manner ushered them to q green table
near the band stand. Neither lemonade
nor milk was to be had, and four foam
| ing glasses of beer were placed before
| four people who tried to look supremelv
| Indifferent with ill success. The band
| began to play. Each instrument was
tuned to a different pitch. The tobacco
| smoke grew thicker. The voices of the
audience became louder and louder.
| Tom pretended to see flashes of light
| ming and hear pcals of distant thun-
der and discrcetly suggested retire
ment.
Friday Priscilla spent in the secusion
| of her room with a sick headache and
| on diet Of toast and hot water. The
cook declared she could not stand It
another day, for she was heartily sick
Of 'echte pumpernickel," pretzels. blut-
| Wurst, Swiss cheese and all kinds Of
sausages. whose name is legion. At s
o'clock Tom dropped in with a roll Of
music and package of florid sporting
prints for Priscilla. She then appeared
pale and demure and listened to a
dozen negro songs sung Justify by the
conspirators. T.. and M. reioiced in
the broken spirits of their guest, who
was thus punished for depreciatin re-
marks on the merits of their city. Tom
remarked privately as he said good
night that it was his opinion her silence
was too eloquent for words. The pro-
gramme had been carried out to the
letter.
Saturday afternoon a North Clark
street car was boarded on the way to
the Manitou. The male conspirator con-
trived to secure the tete-a-tete seat TO,
the grip car for himself and the guest
and escorted her under his umbrella tc
the boat. That night in the seclusion oI
the state room, after NJ. and T.. were
) snugly tucked away, Priscilla stood
, brushing and braiding her long fail
: hair before the mirror.
5 What are you thinking about thai
keeps you up SO long," asked Z. in 6
sleepy voice.
Il am deciding" Priscilla replied. en-
, phasizing each word with wave of he
. hair brush. what punishment I'll met,
out to get even with you two. Tom con
ftssed all coming down on the grip
= and moreover he is going to Boston 1!
= November"
, This being n true story, I am SUR
, Tom will keep his word.-L. NJ. McC., ii
I | Chicago Post.