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Why Thomas was Discharged.
Brant Beach is a long promontory of rock
and sand, jutting out at an acute angle
from a barren portion of the coast. Its far
thest extremity is marked by exile of many
colored, wave washed boulders; its junction
with the mainland, is the site of the Brant
Ilouae, d• watering place of excellent repute.
The attractions of this spot are numerous.
There is Surf bathing all along the outer
side of the beach, and good swimming on
the inner. The fishing is fair; and in still
weather, yachting is rather a favorite am
usement. Further than this, there is little
to be said, save that the hotel Is conducted
upon liberal principles, and the society gen
erally select- •
But to the lover of nature—and who has
the courage to avow himself aught else?—
the sea-shore can never be monotonous.—
The swirl and sweep of ever shifting we
ters,—the flying mist of foam.breaking away
into the grey and ghostly distance down
the beach,—the eternal
: drone of ocean,
mingling itself with one's talk by day
and with the light dance-music in the par
lors by night—all there are active sources
of a passive pleasure. And to lie at length
upon the tawny sand, watching through
half-closed eyes, the heaving wares, that
mount against a dark blue sky wherein
great silver masses of cloud float idly on,
whiter than the sunlit sails that fade along
the horizon, while some fair damsel sits
close by. reading ancient ballads of a sim
ple metre, or older legends of love and ro
mance,—tell ate, my eater of the fashiona
hie lotus, is not this a diversion well worth
your having?
There is an air of easy sociability among'
the guest/int the Brant Muse, a disposition
on the part of all to contribute to the general
amusement, that snakes a sojourn on the
beach far more agreeable than in certain
larger, more frequented watering places,
where one is always in danger of discover
ing that the gentlemanly person with whom
he has been fraternizing - is a faro dealer,
or that the lady who has half fascinated him
is Anonyxna herself. Still Lane consider
Brant rather slow, and many good folks were
a little surprised when Mr. Erwin Salisbury
and:Mr. Charles Burnham
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late stage from Wikasset St tltin;~vitirtrLn{~s
enough fur two first-Class ttellni;"antlit s post
unexeeptionable man-servant in grey livery,
in charge of two beautiful setter doge.
These gentlemen seemed toitave,,-imagin
ed that they were about visiting some back
woods wilderness, some savage tract of coun
try, "remote, unfriended, melancholy, slaw-"
for they brought almost everything with
them that men of elegant leisure could re
quire, as if the hotel were but four walls
and roof, which they must furnish with their
own chattels . . • I am sure . it took Thomas,
the man-servant, a whole day to unpack
the awning, the boot jacks, the game-bags,
the cigar -boxes, the guns, the camp-stools,
the liquor cases, the bathing suits, and other
paraphernalia that these pleasure seekers
brought. It must be owned, however, that
their room, a large one in the Bachelor's
Quarter, facing the sea, wore a very com
fortable sportsmanlike look. when all was ar
ranged.
Thus sure- minded, the young men betook
themselves to the deliberate pursuit of idle
pleasures. They arose at nine and went
down the shore, invariably returning at ten
with one unfortunate snipe which was pre
served on ice, 'with much ceremony, till
wanted. At this rate it took them a week
to shoot a braid:test ; but tti see them sally
forth, splendid in velveteen and corduroy,
with tesi-boots and a complete harness of
green cord and patent leather straps, you
would have 'imagined that ell game birds
were about to, betaime extinct iuthat region.
Their dogs even recognized this great-cry:
and-littliWool condition ofthings, and bound
ed of joyouslyat the start, but came home
crest-fallen, with an • air of canine
thatwoold have aroused Mr. • Maybew's
tenderest, sympathies.
After breakfasting, usually in their room
the friends enjoyed a long contemplative
smoke te , e9,Xbe wide pixezEs in frp,nt . their
ing the ever-varied
marini'viesiiitai.lay before diem in liash- ,
Lag breadth . and beauty., Their next labor
Wee aiTay 'theniselves' in' wonderful
marmot-onstaxnes of veyy abeggi:Ehelitat
*kali/ shiny fisalii and' field-glassen 'about
tbei{sy~olderi;'aad fditer down the; beach,
to tat Al llil . l # l 4* PlalFing i'lzl lol3. *Pe'
aesaa f ry - e felt over. tqlet 01957
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their "constitutional." This• killed time
till bathing-hour; and then came another
smoke on piazza, and another toilet for din
ner. After dinner, a siesta; in the room,
when the weather was fresh; when other
wise, in hammoCks, hung from the rafters
of the piazza. When they had been dom
iciled a few days, they found it expedient
to send home for what they were ple teed to,
term their "crabs" and " s traps," and exci
ted the envy of loss fortunate guests by dri
ving up and down the beach at a racing
gait to dissipate the languor of the after
dinner sleep.
This was their regular routine for the
day,—varied, occasionally, when the tide
served, by a fisting-trip down the narrow •
bay inside the point. For such emergen
cies, they provided themselves with - a
enil
boat and skipper, hired for the whale sea
son, and arrayed themselves in a highly
nautical rig. The results were, large
quantities of sardines and pale sherry con
sumed by the young men, nod a reasonable
number of sea-bass and .black-fish caught by
their skipper.
There were no regular "hops" at the
Brant [Louse, but dancing in a quiet way
every evening, to a flute, violin, violoncello,
played by some of the waiters. For a time,
Burnham and Salisbury did not mingle
much in these festivities, but loitered about
the halls and piazzas, very elegantly dress
and barbered, (Thomas was an unrivaled
coiffeur,) and apparently somewhat ennuye.
That two welbmade, full-grown, intelli
gent, and healthy'young nen should-lead
such a life as this fur an entire summer
might surprise one of a more active temper
ament. The aimlessness and vacancy of on
existence devoted to no earthly purple°
save one's own comfort must soon weary
any who knows what is the meaning of a
real, earnest life,—life with a battle to be
won. But these elegent young gentlemen
comprehended nothing of all that; they had
been born with golden spoons in their months
and educated only to swallow the delicately
insipid lotus-honey that flows inexhaustibly
from such shinkg spoons. Clothes, com
plexions, polish of manner, and the avoid
ance of any sort of shock, were the simple
objects of their solicitude.
I do !Alt know that I have any quarrel
with such fellows, after all. They have some
!strong virtues. They are always clean :
and your rough diamond, though manly and
courageous as Cmur-de-Lion is not opt to be
scrupulously nice in his habits. Ail bility
is another virtue. The Saliablny and
Burnham kind of man bears malice towards
no one, and is disagreeable only when assai
led by some hammer and tongs utilitarian.
All he asks is to be permitted to idle away
his pleasant life unmolested, Lastly he is
extremely ornamental. We all like to see
pretty things; and I am sure that Charley
Burnham, in his fresh white duck suit, with
his fine, thorough-bred face—gentle as a
girl's—shaded by a snowy Panama, his
blond moustache carefully poiited, his gold
en hair clustering in the most picturesque
possible waves, his little red neck-ribbon
the only bit of color in his dress-tied in a eta ,
diously careless knot; and his pure untaint
ed gloves of pearl-gray or- luvendis was, if
I may be allowed the expression, just as pret
ty as a picture. And Ned Salisbury was not
less " a joy forever," according to the dict
um of the lute 31r. Keats. fle wag darker
than Burnham, with vary black hair. and a
moustache worn in the manner the French
call trule, which became him and increased
the air of pensive melancholy that distin
guish dark eyes, thoughtful attitudes, and
slender figure. Nut that he was in the least
degree pensive or melancholy, ur that he
had cause to be ; quite the contrary ; but it
was his style, and he did it well.
These two butterflies sat, one afternoon,
upon the piazza, smoking very large segars,
lust apparently, in profoundest meditation.
Burnham, with Isis graceful head restiog up
' on one delicate band, his clear, blue eyes
full of a pleasant light, and his face warmed
by a calm, uncoassious smile, might have
been revolving some splendid scheme of un
iversal philanthropy. The only utterance,
however, b ,rced from him by the sublime
thoughts that permeated his soul, was the
emission of a white rolling volume of fra
grant tobacco smoke, accompanied by two
words:
"Doocod hot." _ _
Salisbury did not reply. lie sat leaning
back, with his legs interlaced behind his
head, and his shadowy eyes downcast, win
sad remembrance of some long lost love.—
Su might a poet bate looked, while steeped
in mournfully rapturous day-dream's of' re
membered passion and severance. So
might Tennyeon's hero have mused,,erlien
be sang—
. Oh, that it were possible.
• A fter low grief und pain,
1%) find the arms of my erne love,
Round stiCannelogiddl
But the poetic lips opened not to each muck.
bars. Salisbury gazed, long and earnestly.
and finally gave vent to his emotions, indi
cating. with the amber tip of biseigar-tube.
the setter that slept in the sunshine at him
feet.
'•Shcliiking Place, this. for dogs!"--1 re
gret to ,say he pronounced it " dawgs.”—
H Why„ Carlo is-as fat—as fat as—as a—"
His mind was unequal to a simile, even.
with°. is
tour.
More: silence; mine 11110 k! 7, , itersi:pre- s ,
iound inireetlitbakey
hiii'lmiked Arising him .with soots slw;►-oE
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"NO ENTERTAINMENT SO eIIEAP AS-READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING."
COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 20, 186
"There comes the stage,'? said he.
.Tha driver's bugle rang merrily among
the drifted sand-hills that lay warm and
glowing in the orange light of the setting
sun. The young men leaned forward over
the piazza.rail, and scrutinized the occu
pants of the vehicle as it appeared.
"Old gentle Man and lady, lisr, and two
children," said Ned Salisbury; "I hoped
there would be some nice girls."
This, in a voice of ineffable tenderness
and poetry, hut with that odd, tired little
drawl, so epidemic in some of our universi-
Cies.
"Look there, by Jove !" cried Charley,
with a real interest at last; "now that's
what I call the regular thing 1"
The "regular thing" was a low, four
wheeled pony-chaise of basket work, drawn
by two jolly little fut ponies, black apd shiny
us vulcanite, which jogged rapidly in, just
far enough behind the stage to avoid its
dust.
This vehicle was driven.by a young lady
of decided beauty, with a spice of Amazon
ian spirit. She was rather slender and
very straight,. with a jaunty little hat and
feather perched coquettishly above her dark
biowit hair, which was arranged in one
heavy mass and confined in a silken net.—
Her complexion• was clear, without brilli
ancy; her eyes blue as the ocean horizon,
and spanned by sharp, characteristic brows ;
her mouth small and decisive.; and her whole
cast of features indicative of quick talent
and independence.
Upon the seat beside her sat another dam
sel, leaning indolently back in the corner of
the carriage. This one was a little fairer
than the first, having mina those beautiful
English complexions of mingled rose and
4nuw, and a dash of gold-dust in her hair,
where the sun touched it. Iler eyes, how
ever, were dark hazel, and full of fire, shad
ed and intensified by their long, sweeping
lashes. Her mouth was a rosebud, and her
chin and throat faultless in the delicious
curve of their lines. In a word, she was
*somewhat of the Venus-di-Milo type; her
companion was more of a Diana. Both were
neatly habited in plain traveling-dresses and
cloaks of black and white plaid, and both
seemed utterly unconscious of the battery
of eyes and eye-glasses that enfiladed them
from the whole length of the piazza, as they
passed along.
" Who are they ?" asked Salisbury; "I
don't know them."
" Nor I," said Burnham; " but they look
like people to know. They must be some
body."
Half an hour later, the hotel office was
besieged by a score of young men, all anx
ious for a peep at the last names upon the
register. It is needless to say that our
friends were not in the crowd. Ned Salis
bury was no more the man to exhibit curi
osity than Charles Burnham was themes) to
join in a scramble for anything under the
nun. They had educated their emotions
clear down, out of sight, and piled upon
them a mountain of well-bred inertia.
But, somehow or other, these fellows who
take no trouble are always the first to , gain
the end. A. special Providence seems to aid
the poor, helpless creatures. So, while the
crowd still pressed at the office-desk, Jerry
SWiyao, the head clerk, happened to pass
directly by the piazza where the inert ones
sat; and, raising a comical eye, saluted them.
"Heavy arrivals to-night; See the turn
out?"
"Y-e-s," murmured Ned.
•'Old Chapman and family. Ins daugh
ter drove the pony phaeton. with herfriend,
a Miss Thurston. Regular nubby ones.—
Chapman's the steamship man. you know.
Worth thousands of millions! I'd like to be
connected with his family—by marriage,
sayl"—and Jerry went off, rubbing his
cropped head, and smiling all over, as was
his wont.
"I know who they are now," said Char
ley. "Met a cousin of theirs, Joo Faulkner,
abroad, two years ago. DJoced fine fellow.
Army."
The manly art of wagoning is not pursued
very vigorously at Brant Beach. The roads
are too heavy back from the water, and the
drive is moaned to a narrow strip of wet
sand along the shore ; 119 carriages are few,
and the pony chaise became a distinguished
element at once. Salisbury and Burnham
whirled past it is their light trotting"wagons
ate furious pace, and looked bard at the
two young !adios in' passing, but . without
eliciting even the smalleat glance from them
in return. '
"Confounded dialingue-looking girls, and
all that," owned Ned ; " but, aw. fearfully
unconscious of a fellow:" '
This conditiOn of matters continued until
the young men ware actually driven to ac
knowledge to - each, other that they, should
not mind knowiag the occupants of the yony
carriage. It was &zees,' concession ,
. and,
was rewarded duly. A bright. handsome
boy of seventeen. Miss Thurston's brother,
came to pass a few dogs at the seaside, and
fraternized with everybody. but was especi
ally delighted with ,Ned Salisbury.who took
him oat sailing and shooting. sod. lam
afraid, gave him "segarr stealthily, when out
of the range of Miss Thurston's fine eyes
The result wes.tbat the first tim ethe lid
walked, on the baitchitith the two girls,, and
met thej9nng men. introductions pf,
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"Oh, itle pretty place," said Mies Chap
man, " but not lively enough."
" Well, Burnham and I find it pleasant ;
cm, we have lots of fun."
" Indeed 1 Why, what do yon do?"
"Oh, I don't know. Everything."
"Is the shooting good 1 I saw you with
your guns, yesterday."
"Well there isn't a great deal of game.
There is some fishing, but we haven't caught
much,"
" flow do you kill time, then?" ,
" Aw—it's a first rate air, you know.—
The table is good, and you can sleep like a
top. And then, you see, I like to smoke
around, and do nothing, on the sea shore.
It is real jolly to lie on the sand, aw, with
all sorts of little bugs running over you,
and listen to the water mashing about."
"Let's try it," cried vivacious Miss Chap
man; and down she sat on the sand. The
others followed her example, and in five
minutes they wore picking up' pretty peb
bles and chatting away as sociably as could
be. The rumble of the warning gong sur
prised them.
At dinner Burnham and Salisbury took
seats opposite the ladies, and were honored
with an introduction to papa and mamma,
a very dignified, heavy, rosy, uld-school
couple, who ate a good deal and said very
little. That evening, when flute and viol
wooed the lotos-eaters to agitate the light
fantastioloe, these young gentlemen found
themselves in dancing humor, and revolved
themselves into a grievous condition•ol glow
and wilt, in various mystic and intoxicating
measures with their new made friends.
On retiring, somewhat after midnight,
Miss Thurston paused, while "doing her
hair," and addressed Miss Chapman.
"Did you observe, Hattie, how very hand
some those gentlemen are? Mr. Burnham
looks like a prince sang azur, and Mr. Salis
bury like his poet laureate."
" Yes, dear," responded Hattie; "I have
been considering those flowers of the field
and lilies of the valley.",
"Ned," said Charley, at about the same
time, "we won't find anything nicer here,
this season, I think."
" They're pretty well worth while," re
plied Ned; "and I am rather pleased with
them."
" Which do you like the best?"
"Oh, brother! I haven't thought of Mal
yet."
The next day the young men delayed
their "constitutional" until the ladies were
ready to walk, and the four stralled . off to
gether, mamma and the children following
in the pony chaise. At therocks on the end
of the point, Ned got hie feet very wet, fish
ing up specimens of seaweed for the dam
eels; and Charley exerted himself superhu
manly in assisting them to a ledge which
they considered favorable for sketching pur
poses.
In the afternoon a sail was arranged, and
they took dinner on board the boat, with
any amount of hilarity and a good deal of
discomfort. In the evening more dancing,
and vigorous attentions to both the young
ladies, but without a shadow of partiality
being shown by either of the four.
This was very nearly the history . of many
days. It does not take long to get acquaint
ed with people who are willing, especially
at a watering-place; and in the course of a
few weeks, these young,folks were, to all
intents and purposes, old friends,—calling
each other by their given names, and con
ducting themselves with an even familiarity
quite charming to behold. Their amuse
ments were mostly in common now. The;
light wagons were made to hold two each,
instead of one, and the matinal snipe as.
'taped death, and was hippy over his early
worm.
One day, however, Lsura Thurston bad
a headache, and Hattie Chapman stayed at
home to take care of her; so Burnham and
Salisbury had to amuse themselves alone.
They took their boat, and idled about the
water, inside the point, dating under an
awning, smoking, gaping, sod %Ming that
headaches wore out of fashion, while the
taciturn and tarry skipper instructed the
dignified and urbane Thomas in the science
of trolling fur blue-fish.
At length Ned tossed his cigarend ovei
board, and braced himself for an effort.
" I say, Charley." said be, " this port of
thing can't go on forever, you know. I've
been thinking, lately."
" PhenotiteCon I" replied Charley; "and
what haveson been thinking abOut?"
'•Those girls, We'ie got to choose."
" Why ? Isn't it well enough as it is ?"
" Yes,—tto far., But 1 think e aw, that we,
don'tquite do them justice. They're grands
parlis, you see. bats to see, clever girls
wasting themselves on society, waiting and
waiting,—and we fellows swimming about
just like fish round a hook that isn't baited
properly." •
Charley raised himself upon his elbow.
"Yon don't mean to tell me, Ned, that
you have matrimonial intentions?"
"Oh, no I Still why not'? We've all pt
to come to it some day',' I anppose."
"Not yet, though. It is a sacrifice we
can escape for some r years yet."
"Yes,—of conrse.—some years; bat we
may begin to look about as a bit.,
I'm six -and-twenty, you know!? „
very, irar 4" 1 - !glPPc,fka.
fellow can't pot off the yoke 'no * t ag, Altar,
tkirty 4ltaness aren!tsogo4., Jdatt'tknow,
by, I bet wh a t we bsigiiti4ek
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_ "Butit is a sacrifice. Society must lose
a fellow,,though, one time or another. And
I don't believe we will ever do better than
we can now."
"Hardly, I suspect."
" And we're keeping other fellows away,
maybe. It is a shame!"
Thomas ran his line in rapidly, with no
thing on his heck.
"Capt'n Hull," he said, gravely, "1 had
the biggest kind of a fish then, I'm sure;
but directly I went to pull him ia, Sir, he
took and lot go."
" Yaps," muttered tho taciturn skipper,
" the biggest fish tillers falls back inter the
wetter."
"I've been thinking a little about this
matter, too," said Charley, after a pause,
" and I had about concluded we ought to
pair off. But I'll be confounded, if I know
which I like best! They're both nice girls."
"There isn't much choice," Ned replied.
"If they were as different, now, as you and
me, I'd take the blond of course; aw, and
you'd take the brunette: But Hattie Chap
man's eyes are blue, and her hair isn't
black, you know; so you can't call her dark,
exactly."
"No more than Laura is exactly light.—
lfer hair is brown, more than golden, and
her eyes are hazel. ILien't she a lovely
complexion though? By jover
"Better than,Hattie's. Yet I don't know
Hattie's features are a little the best."
"They are. Now, honest, Ned, which do
you prefer? Say either; I'll take the one
you don't want. I haven't any choice."
"Neither have I."
"Ilow will we settle it?"
"Aw—throw for it?"
"Yes. Isn't there a backgammon board
forward, in that locker, Thomas?"
The board waa found and 'the dice pro
duced.
"The highest takes which?"
"Say, Laura Thurston." -
"Very good; throw."
"You first."
"No. Go on."
Charley threw, with about the same
amount of excitement he might have exhib
ited in a turkey-raffle.
"Five-three," said he. Now for your
luck."
••Six-four! Laura's mine. Satisfied?"
"Perfectly—if you are. If not, I don't
mind exchanging."
"Oh, no. I'm satisfied."
Both reclined upon the deck once more,
with a sigh. of relief, and a long silence fol
lowed.
"1 say," began Charley, after a time, ''it
ie a comfort to have these little matters ar
ranged without any trouble, eh?"
"Do, you know, I tbiok I'll marry mina."
"I will, if you will.
"Done! It's a bargain."
The "little matter" being arranged, a
change gradually took place in the relations
of the four, Ned Salisbury began to invite
Laura Thurston out driving and in bathing
somewhat oftener than before, and Hattie
Chapman somewhat less often ; while Char
ley Burnham followed suit with the last
named young lady. As the line of demar
cation became fixed, the &meals recogniz
ed it, and accepted with gracious readiness
the cavalier that Fate, through the agency
of a chance-falling pair of dice, had allotted
to them. '
'The other guests of the house remarked
the now positio; of affairs, and passed
whispers about, to the effect that the girls
bad at last succeeded in getting their fish on
hooka instead of in a net. No suitors could
have been more devoted than our friends.—
It seemed as if each now bestowed upon the
chosen one all the attentions he had hither
to given to both ; and whether they went
boating, sketching, or strolling upon the
sands, they wero the very picture of a par
tie carry of lovers.
Naturally enough, as the young men be
came more in earnest, with the reticence
common to my sex, they spoke less freely
and frequently on the subject. Once, how
ever, after an unusually pleasant afternoon,
Salisbury ventured a few words.
"I say, we're a couple of lucky dogs!
Who'd have thought, now, aw, that our
summer was going to turn out so well?—
I'm sure I didn't. Ilow do you get along,
Charley, boy?" ,
•' Deliciously. Smooth sailing enough.—
Wasn't it a good ilea; 'though, to'pair off?
I'm just as happy &is bee in clover; ' You
seem to prosper, too, beb ?''' • '
Couldn't ask anything different. No
thing'but derctioa.'aad 'all that.' I'm de
lighted. I, say, when are' you going to
P 00"
"Oh, I don't know. It is only a matter
of form. ' Sooner the better,•l suppose, and
have it over."
" I was thinking of nest week. What do
yOu , saylo a quiet picnic down on tie rocks,
and a walk afterward? We can separate,
you know. and do the thing up systentat
" All right. I will, if you will.
"That's another bargain.' I notice there
isn't tnacb'doubt about the result." s
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that my heroes were a trifle nervous. Tbeia
apparel was more gorgeous and wonderfu
than ever, and Thomas, who was anxious ta.
be off, courting Miss ,Chapman',
maid, found his masters dreadfully exact
ing in the matter of lair-dressing. At
length, however, the toilet - Wits over, and
"Solomon in all his glory" would have been
vastly astonished at finding himself "array.
ed as one of these."
The boat lay at the pier, receiving large
quantities of supplies for the trip, stowed
by Thomas, under the supervision of the
grim and tarry skipper. When all was
ready, the young men gingerly escorted
their fair companions aboard, the lines' were
cast off, and the boat glided gently down the
bay, leaving Thomas free toffy to the smart
presence of Susan Jane, and to draw glow
ing pictures for her of a neat little porter
house in the city, wherein they should hold
supreme sway,_ bo happy with each other,
and let rooms up stairs for single gentle
men.
The brisk land breeze, the swelling sail,
the buttering of the gay little flag at the
gaff; the musical rippling of water under
the counter, and the spirited motion of the
boat, combined with the bland air and plea
sant sunshine to inspire the party with much
vivacity. They bad not been many minutes
afloat before the guitar case was opened,
and the girl's voices—Laura's soprano and
Ileitis's contralto—rang melodiously over
the waves, mingled with .feeble attempts at
bass accompaniment from their gorgeous
guardians.
Before these vocal exercises wearied, the
skipper hauled down his jib, let go his an
chor, and brought the craft to, just off the
rocks; and bringing the yawl alongside,
unceremoniously plumped the girls down
into it, without giving their cavaliers a
chance for the least display of agile courtli
ness. Rowing ashore; this same tarry per
son left them huddled upon the beach with
their hopes, their hampers, their emotions
and their baskets, and returned to the ves
sel to do a little private" fishing on his own
account till wanted.
The maidens gave vent to their high spir
its by chasing each other an:long . :he rooks,
gathering ebelle and sea-weed for the con
etructibn of those ephemeral little orna
ments—fair, but frail—in which the sex
delights, singing laughing, quoting poetry,
attitudinizing upon the peaks and ledges of
the One old boulders,—mossy and weedy
and green' with the wash of . a thousand
storms, worn into strange shapes, stained
with the multitudinous dyes of mineral ozi
dizaticin—and, in brief, behaved themselves
with all the charming abandon that so well
becomes young girlS, set free, by the entour
age of a holiday ramble, from the buckram
and clear starch of social etiquette.
Meanwhile Ned and Charley smoked the
pensive cigar of preparation in a sheltered
corner, and gazed out• seaward, dreaming
and seeing nothing.
Ere long the breeze and the romp gave
the young ladies not only a splendid color
and sparkling eyes, but excellent appetites
also. The baskets and bumpers were speed
ily unpacked, Oil table-cloth laid on a
broad, flat stone, so used by generations of
Brant House picknickers, and the party
fell to. Laura's beautiful hair, a little dis
ordered, swept her blooming cheek, and
cast a pearly shadow upon her neck. Her
bright eyes glanced archly out from under
her hale-raised veil, and there was some
thing inexpressably naive in, the freedom
with which she ate, taking a bird's wing in
her little fingers, and baldly . attacking it
with teeth as white nod even as can be im
agined. Notwithstanding all the mawkish
nonsense that has been put forth by the
sentimentalists concerning feminine! easing
I bold that it is one of the nicest things in
the world to seen pretty woman enjoying
the creature comforts; and Byron himself,
had be been one of this picnic!. party, would
have been unable to resist the adniiration
that filled the /souls of Burnham and Sans
bury. Hattie Chapman stormed a fortress
of boned turkey with a gusto equal to that
of Laura, and made highly erieeessful raids
upon certain outlying salads sod jellies.—
The young men were not in a very raven
ous condition; they were, as I have said,
little nervous.. and bent their best energies
principally to admiring the ladies and car
quetting with pickled oysters. .
When the repast was over, with ranch
accompanying chat and laughter, Ned
glanced significantly at Charley, and pro
posed to Laura that they should walk op
the beach to a place where, he- said, there
were "some pretty rocks, and things, you
know." She consentel, and they marched
off. Hattie also arose, and took- her perm
sol, as if •to follow, but Charley remained
seated, tracing mysterious diagrams !open
the table-cloth with his fork, and leaking
sublimely unconscious.
"Shan't we -walk, too?" Ciattie asked.
"Oh, why, the fact is," said hi, hesitant.
ly, •• I—l sprained my ankle, getting out
of that =amended boat; so I don't feel
much like exercise just now.'!
The . young gills face' est:mewed concern.
"That is me bidl - Why didn't you tell
us'of it before? - I'M so sorry!"
This; Tory teriderlj,' - witb a little sigh.
"Itr•;•wo—itdoesset hart mad. I dare
•
say it will ba alrrigbt in a miaate. " d` nd
tbea• 77. 4'4l jaat,ai soon stay iterip' 7 '
7'llY° walk Itkr!"li4:"
4att;ef"dalrt anus. ackbAll!EhiG36ll!
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ring way some damsels bare, about the joys
.4* the sea-ebore—the happy summer that
was, alas! drawing to a close-41er own en
joyment of life—and kindred topics—till
Marley saw an excellent opportunity to
Interrupt with some aspirations of Me own,
which, be averted, must be realized before
•
big life Could be considered "a satisfactory
-
uccees.
If you have ever been placed in analagous
circumstances, you know, of 'course, just
about the sort of thing that was being raid'
by the two gentlemen at nearly the same'
moment; Ned loitering slowly along the
sands with Laura on his arm—and Charley ? '
stretched with ea indolent pieturescieuess,
with eitting beilderhie&T — frititrikr
not know from experience, silk any candid
friend who has been theough• Viktoria
ceremony of an orthodox proPoial. '
When the pedestraies returned; ibe - tiv;O'
couples looked very hard at , each other.,--
All were silent and complacent, but devoid ,
of any strange or unusual, expression, In- ,
deed, the countenance ,ielecibjeit -to . . ,
severe education, in good society, that one
almost always looks smiling aral compla
cent. Demonstration is not fashionable, -
and a man must preverve'Vbe samo . dimean-,,
or over the lois of a Wife or P . gleve4telicle,..
over the gift'of a heart's 'Whole devetieellar.
a bundle of cigars. Cleitaritli'itietie visits
tions, the complacent 'smile 'is in favor, as
the neatest, most serviceable,
,and conveni
ent form of non-committalism.:. , -
The sun was approaching the bine range,
of misty hills thatbbo nded the
swamps, by this time;so the skipper was.
signaled, the dinner-paraphernalia gathered
up, and the party wore Soon as route.for, ,
home once more. When the ladies were
safely in, Ned and Charley met in their
room. and each caught the other looking ate
him, stealthily. Both smiled. •
. "Did I give you time Charley?" asked •
Ned; "we came back rather soon." • .
"Ch, yes—plenty of time."
"Did you —8 w, did you pop r"
"Y-yes. Did you ?" ; , 1 -
" Well—yes."
"And you were—"
"Rejected, by Jose i" •
"So was II" •
The day . fullowing this disastrous picnic, •
the .baggage of Mr. Edwin. Salishury.and •
Mr. Charles Burnham, was soot to the-de-.
pot at Wikahasset Station,. and they
seated themselves at the hotel-office with ,a, i
request for their bill. As,.Jerry Swarm:"
deposited their key upon its hook, he drew
forth a small tri-cornered billet from this
pigeon-hole beneath, and presented it: *-
"Left for you, this morning, gentlemen!'"•
It was directed to both, and Charlerread
it over Ned's shoulder. It ran' thus :
" Duart Bore,—The next time . you:divert I
yourselves by throwing, dice for two young
ladies. we pray you not to 'do so in Shot
pralines of a valet who 13 on terms of inti
macy with the maid of one of atom.' •
" With many sincere thanks fir 'She
amusement you have given 'ne,'—often when
you leaet suspected it,—we bid you ti last
ing adieu, and remain, with the best wishes.
" Brant Mitre, j Herrin Cnartatar,
" Wednesday. LAURA TIIIITIVITON.": •
" it is all the fault of that, aw, that con
founded Thomas !" said Ned.
So Thomas was discharged.—[Ailarslie
Monthly.)
A Poi.= LIZOTCNANT MISSiPPAiCIATZD.
—A. Camp Bliss, Mo., correspondent of the
SG Louie Democrat relates the following
amusing incident:
"Quite an amusing, incident happened to
a Lieutenant of the division a few days ago.
The said Lieut. is well 43410086 a and of im
mense politeneso, especially; to ladies ; and
in his present banished situation, not har
ing many opportUnitiee'of paying histkvoirs
to the fair sex, is, of course, more attentive
when an opportunity does occur.
This mulch by way of preface;. now to th'i
story:
do officer stopped et a house where.the
Lieut. referred to had taken dinner the
before, and the lady of the house'
if be knew Lieut. T. "Yee, madam; why
do you ask?" •
" What kind of a man is he!" asked the .
woman.
• -
"Ono of the politest teen in the army.
madam—a perfect gentleman:" was the
=2
"Well, I think he puti On a /map, of,
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Style. " • _
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" laicism, I am surprised to bier !liiitarqt, , ,,
do notlike Lieut. T.:;:hiji,:iefy i jtiyilie
with the ladieit—a",giueiattavorim,, taiaot. 3l ;
"Weil' r dun's iiii:ll;:4'.4 4 iii - Aiijiil 14'
. , . ' ' ' '''':
am."
"There most ; he a mjstsk• somewhere,
madam ; 'what did Itei sag
"Why; I believe be tried to - blicatgoerd.'7 , ll :
Impossible Maditinl o esn's iur .;
moment that Lieut. T. would Ili anything o f ' :
that kind; he is the pink of politettoss.":,
"I don't care if be is; be tried to Wick
guard me"
"What did homy r' •
here a pert mice of sisteen—mostly feet
and ankles—put is :
")darin, tell him what de mina ealuil ; l :4 ,
don't holier° he Was a tryite to t4ih,gisard;'
but marin'S • "*"
ternia:st: OH, afieliti'Ce:rr ttu
the big WOrdele could thick aouii i s
pie; .Inctarsciiitie Slattof
if thel'ahi d e'liliaiitiirdinsj Win t ioel f?
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