The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1904-07-23
A FAREWELL PARTY.

Iidu alreaoy Deen IN tears. and
Schwartzy was hiding his face behind
his glass with a suspicious frequency.
Tony and Hawkins were having an
argument of some sort. but there was
| really no vim or life in it. Converse
ton was sDasmodic, like at a funeral,
and cheerfulness was forced. like at
a wedding.
And to think said Chuney in
broken accents-"and to think that it
may be months before we shall see
| each other again.
Yes" said Schwartzy, trying to
put a little courage into himself, but
| the change will do US good. Every
| man needs change for his vacation,
| you know. Otherwise life would be a
| barren wilderness, colorless, lifeless
and dreary. Memory would be with
| out landmarks. and in those sweet
realms where
Got match % interrupted Tony
Schwartzy handed over match
quite paSSionately.
And in those sweet realms
Here! This match won't light.'
cried Tony Indignantly.
why don't you try to strike the
other end?' demanded Schwartzy, and
if it had not been for Joseph's timely
arrival with his laden tray it is likely
that there might have been words
about the matter even at this our fare
we'll party.
What 1 like, said Schwartzy, after
meditation with his heat prevention,
is a long jaunt over the mountains.
The place where 1 am taking my folks
is a very hilly country; and it is quite
the thing up there to take a ten mile
jaunt before breakfast. 1 shall like
that" exclaimed Schwartzy positively.
Yes, 1 shall like that!'
"A dip in the surf for mel" cried
Chuffey. Mrs. Chuffey and l are go
ing to the shore. We always go. And
every morning at 5 o'clock 1 jump into
my bathing suit and take a dip in the
surf. All! That's something like!-
knowi Beats fooling around among
a lot of dusty little hills
DUSTY little hills. eh?'' exclaimed
Hawkins pleasantly and looking at
Dusty little hills, Ell ?"
Eyes. dusty little hills!" cried Chuf-
fey with much spirit. "Schwartzy and
his ten mile jaunts before breakfast!
Did you say .Pooh!'?" asked
Schwartzy.
yes, 1 said 'Pooh!'" cried Chuffey
def1antly.
Think of that" said Schwartzy,
looking around at solemnly, He
said Pooh" Probably says pooh to
the water when he takes those dips in
the surf. I'll bet he means dipping
his elbow. That's the most work that
Chuffey would want to do before
breakfast
Straight country is good enough
for me-" remarked Tony after we had
you know land lots of fresh air. I re-
member one year 1 thought I'd be
clever with my wife and
Thought you'd be what?" demand
ed Hawkins.
Clever" repeated Tony.
yes? Ha Ha! Ha! Go on!"
Nov, look here" we begged, re
straining Tony with the greatest diff |
To Gaa
other for a couple of months let's cut
out the arguments and conf1ne our
selves more strictly to the pleasures
appropriate to the occasion. Eth
And two hours later five Bacchana-
liam gentlemen (after a lot of prelimi-
nary fitting and adjustmen) piled into
one hanson cab (Schwartzy sitting
well forward at the drivers request in
order not to lift the horse off its feett),
and as the cab turned the corner these
Iueubrious strains might have been
heard enmanating therefrom:
Fare thee we'll, for 1 must levt you;
Do not let the parting grieve you;
For remember that the best of friends
Must part,
Must part.
So adieu kind friends, adieu, adieu.
Adieu
Adieu.
1 can no longer stay with you.
Stay with you,
Oo-oo.
III hang my harp on weeping willow
And may the world go Well with thee.
It was two nights later and we sat
and sighed. Joseph did his best to
cheer us up, but loneliness pressed
down heavily upon us. Even horses
neck that Joseph brought US only serv-
ed to remind US of poor old Chuffey,
who even then was sweltering at some
seaside resort and doubtless talking to
old ladies on hotel plaZzas. Poor Chuff!
Such it was to the married. We sighed
again, and putting our nose into the
horses neck most dolorously we were
closing our eyes (reminding ourselves
Of poor old Tony when we heard
halting step approach and, looking up,
whom did we see but Chuffey looking
at us most sheepishly and coughing vi
olently as he sat down at our little
round table?
Thought you were dipping in the
SURF" we remarked, after he hal alter
1ately coughed and looked at us from
he corner of his eyes for five minutes
Yes" (Chuffey coughed), but 1
taught this COMPOUNDED cold'' Che
,oughed AGAIN., $50 1 mad to leave my
wife down there and 1 am staying in
own until it gets better" land Chuffey
,oughed a regular paroxysm).
And then lin the interludes of Chuf-
eys coughing) We began to sigh for ]
Door old Tony.
poor old Tony" said Chuffey, Ibis
nissus would have the. country this I
rear and Tony's committing. Think of
Tony committing, slapping at mosqui-
oes and carrying bundles.
We both looked melancholy and sigh ,
d in chorus.
HE was such rare good company
vas Tony" mourned Chuffey. "Such a
nan for telling you not to be an asst
And how Hawkins used to bait himn F,
We were speaking now in sepulchral
Whispers, and it was with start of s
cal superstitious fright that we saw
Tony himself swing the door open and '
ome sinking up to our table.
"Old?' said Chuffey.
mo bo01xSfD answered Tony :