Life — August 16, 1883 — page 7: what you’re looking at

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> LIFE: and so / had to be satisfied with just a bow until over a half an hour had passed. I was just too furious for anything. After a half hour Archie came up, and I introduced him to papa and mama, and he did look too sweet for anything. He says he hopes to graduate next year, and he is centre field in the base-ball club, and he thinks he will be elected captain of the foot-ball eleven, if he can get ten more votes; and then he is in the Dickey and the Pudding Clubs, and has been trying to get in the Porcellian, or A. D, whatever they are. He told mama he had a canoe here, and asked me to go out with him to-morrow evening. He has the sweetest tan on his face now you ever saw, and the cwufest little gold filling in that front tooth. He told me then that he was so sorry, but he had an engagement with Carrie Van Salmon—horrid thing !—and they went off to Bee's —I think he said that was the name—and they had not returned when mama made me come up stairs. Now do write, Lurlie, and tell me if you are com- ing. It is just the grandést place you ever saw, but papa says he'll have to charter a saw mill to cut his beef for him, and mama says the fog has brought back her neuralgia. In haste, Gwen, P.S.—Don’t you remember that horrid little blonde, Gregory Jones, whom we met at Lillie Hasken’s german last winter? Well, he is here with is pivate yacht, and Mamie says the Bile are just e had fifty G. wild about him. J would n’t care if yachts—would you, Lurlie ? P. S.—I saw Harry Forbes just coming in from the West End Hop with Maude Halcombe, and do you know she had on that same white silk she wore at Zaidee Montgomery’s wedding last winter, with just a little fresh trimming on it. I was just going down to mail this letter and I saw them talking on the stairs. Harry was whispering to her and playing with a Jacque which I am sure she gave him. Poor Mamie! If he goes on this way, it will be just awful. G. P.S.—I have been watching at the window fwenty minutes, and Archie has n’t come back yet. Mamie says Bee's is the place where they get peach ice- cream or something. I just know that horrid Van Salmon girl is keeping Archie on purpose to make me mad! Mamie says that if you come to Bar Harbor, be sure and engage your rooms here. All our set is either here or in cottages. G. P. S.—Mamie says that Charlie Hattan has the best canoe in the harbor, but I 4nzow Archie's is the best. She says Charlie Hattan is going to take that Van Salmon girl out to-morrow morning. Ido hope he will spill her, and wash off some of those freckles —do n’t you, Lurlie? Mamie says I will no doubt get an invitation to Mrs. Van Salmon’s picnic to Somesville to-morrow afternoon. I shall decline with thanks—would n’t you, Lurlie? G. Elderly and obnoxious suitor who was the first to arrive and evidently means to be the last to go: I HAVE FORGOTTEN MOST OF MY MATHEMATICS, BUT AT YOUR AGE, SIR, I WAS DEVOTED TO THEM. Impatient young lover: Aw! THEN YOU PROBABLY ARE FAMILIAR WITH THE “RULE OF TH St £. S,: THE RULE OF THREE? ‘ I. Y. L.: Yes, THAT TWO 1S COMPANY AND 1s ONE MORE. P. S.—Mamie says she is sure Archie is going to that picnic. I guess I will go too. I understand everybody will pay her share of the buckboard, and that makes me independent doesn't it, Lurlie? Mamie says that all Mrs Van Salmon furnishes is the lunch, and I need n't eat any of that, and I won’t—would you, Lurlie? I am going down now to mail this, and see if I can’t see Archie. G. P. S.—What do you think! I just met Archie and that Van Salmon girl coming in, and oh! she was flirt- ing awfully with him. I w// go to-morrow. I am just too miserable for anything. He hardly saw me, and he said “good-night ” just as carelessly, and then I saw Carrie Van Salmon half smile, and she came up and asked me to go on the picnic just as sweetly as if she were you. Oh! how I hate that girl. I accepted, of course, G. comicbooks.com