El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-08-11
ICoosinusd from last Saturday.


me- greedy little beast, and If he stays any
longer / know he'll overeat himself
Well, you'd better brace yourself up for 6
blow, because married mean to be some
day. Who knows but what you'll beat
me in the racer
.sI?''
"wby not9 When Duvernay died, Ma
bel became a widow
That said Cambel, lis the usual Sc
quence of events"
You know she never wanted to marry
him.
so was led to understand some five
years back. Yet marry him she did never
theless, and that after due publication of
banns. / might remark, Elsie, that that
humming bird you were interested In is
still gorging himself out of those red flow
ers just ON the other side of YOU
"Some creatures never know when to
stop. Now. do said Miss Kildare.
That's the bell for dinner. I must go
and tidy myself -
Meanwhile a certain Mr.. Kent Williams,
young gentleman OF England who was
throwing poker dice at the bar with two
friends for anteprandial cocktails, was
looking at the subject from different
coign of view. He was young gentleman
who had net made conspicuous success
of himself in England and had been de-
ing fortune from orange growing As
on reaching the spot he found this was
difficult of achievement, he wisely did not
worry his brain with any vain attempts
but was content with living in inexpen-
sive retirement for nineteen twentieths of
each quarter and blossoming out during
the remaining days in riotous living on
the allowance which reached him from
home And with him were two others
who had been softly nurtured and who
were also taking their quarterly nip of
standardization.
Il tell you,'' said Mr.. Kent Williams
''she's blinking fine specimen, that Kill
dare girl and, by Jove! 1 ought to be a
judge if any one is now here. Look-three
sevens, first shotl Good! I'll keep these
and see if L can't rattle out another.
She'll go to England and marry duke as
sure fits, don't you know. wonder if
Cambel will hitch onto the other sister.
Looks like it, his coming here after the
Duvernay beast turned up his toes. never
could stand Duvernay. Not a varsity
man. don't you know, and hadn't been
anywhere to school Simply a bit of
money and thought he could swagger on
that. By Jove! two bullets. That makes
me full house, and I'll stand on it. Col
lar the box, Willie, dear boy, and beat me
If you cam
mo- said Willie, scooping the dice
into the leather box and thoughtfully stir
ring them before he emptied onto the
pewter counter. Il don't think-ar-Du-
vernay was any body 1 didn't know him
here, but I-ar-don't recollect meeting
him at the club or anywhere before we
came out-by gedi look therel Fours, first
shoti OF course the Kildares are all right
as far as family goes But they re poor as
regards the-ar-almighty dollar. If it
wasn't for that, by gedl wouldn't mind
srrir, in for tha foir E1cia oh
inson, old chappie, take the box and agi-
tate. You won't beat my four ladies'
Il wish,'' said Kent Williams medita-
lively, j knew what Cambel was going
to do. Mabel Duvernay's charming
woman, and she's got at least $500 year.
don't want to make a fool of myself if
Cambel's still in the running. And, by
Jove! know she's as fond of him as ever.
That beast Duvernay used to twit her with
it when he was in an extra vile temper
so Slow" advised Robinson. land
nang back for bets. Here. 1 can't improve
on two pairs, SO you and I throw again.
Here's the box By the way, why not ask
Cambel yourself? You knew him well
enough at Cam bridge, and you aren' shy"
I'm not shy, dear boy, and 1 used to |
know Patrick Cambel well before came !
cut He's devilish genial fellow SO long |
as you rub him the right way, but I !
shouldn't like to cross question him too |
much about Mrs. Duvernay. You see don't |
you know, he was most internally struck |
on the lady before she was married, and |
he's one of those fellows with long MEM
DRY who don't forget. Now, I, dear boy, |
have been in love with heaps of women in |
my time, and they with me, but when |
they gave me the chuck, or 1 got tired of |
them, 1 didn't break my blessed heart, or |
play the goat or do anything of that kind. |
simply went to the next caravan
oh iG iSh fort
ment. But old Pat isn't built that way
He's one of those fools who would get |
gone on a woman and keep her in mind |
for years and years afterward. Mighty |
dreary sort of game to my way of think |
ing-by Jove. four kings! If you beat
those. dear boy, may live on sweet pota-
toes and mullet all the rest of my life
''Oh, Lordr' said Robinson, $500 a
year-S2, 5OO-one could pig along with !
that very comfortably in lots of places.
What unlucky brUtes some of us arel Oh,
cnrse it, just my form, two pairs again.
We won't prolong the agony. My shout.
What'll you fellows have?'
They drank their cocktails and went |
into the vast bare dining hall where a |
shining negro waiter supplied each with
tumbler of iced tea and two dozen oval |
dishes of comestibles.
"Cambel seems thick enough with the
Kildare girl Kent Williams observed
But of course be knew her when she was
, kid, and they'd have heaps to talk about.
What do you think, Willie?'
How should 1 know dear chappie?
Pm not one of those thought reading fell
lows. But perhaps she's-ar-telling him
about her sister. Girls always try and
run fellow for their sisters if they can't
get the Authorization themselves.
Here waiter shouted Robinson,
= what did you bring sweet potatoes for?
Nobody ordered them. Take the id
things away and vary them The wait
er grinned and vanished with the dishes,