Life — May 12, 1887 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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LIFE : LYRA HIBERNICA. FROM ADVANCE SHFETS. darlin’, I sind ye dhis letther, TRE following is a specimen chapter from the new story, now inthe To loosen the luve in me heart, press, entitled ‘‘ The Bostonese,” by Howell Dean Williams and An’ break the belligherent fetther | James Henry, Sr. It is understood that Mr. Williams furnished the ‘What kapes us co waidelyapurt | pens and paper, and Mr, Henry, Sr., the ink. Me pin puts the wurds on the pahper, CHAPTER VIII. So fasht I can’t kape it in ink, Carlton came out upon the steps of his boarding-house, a grave And Cupid, the lad's cut a cahper — doubt filling his soul. Ought he to go and see Esther? Chance de- | cided for him. The driver of a passing street-car mistook his fixed gaze and stopped. He got on, placing the left foot forward as he did He's blishtered me sore wid his arrow,— | so. I'm shlowly exhpirin’ away ! ‘There were no other passengers, yet he took his place with an un- He hoides in me hod an’ me barrow, easy hesitancy that was not natural. An’ faix he is cum there to shtay. He even glanced up at the conductor in a half-shamefaced way O think, Biddy dear, in phwat danger when he came to collect his nickel, and put his hand into his pocket with such a careful, lingering manner, that the fare-taker briefly won- dered if the trifling sum were possibly a drain upon this prosperous looking man’s resources, Carlton felt but did not rightly interpret this momentary scrutiny— Now ye are the wan, me dear Biddy, | he did not, in fact, get so far as an attempt at interpretation ; but re- To set all this throuble aroight, senting that he should have been forced to recognize the existence of the conductor, he tendered his money with some asperity, and easing himself a little on his left hip rested his elbow against the window | and looked out. | At the next corner he left the car. The walk to Esther's door was x barely a block, yet it took him five minutes to accomplish it, and he An’ that’s a most beauthiful Finis ascended the stoop slowly, as if at each step he resisted some back- For Cupid an’ me. | ward impulse. Patrick O' Hoolihan. It was almost with a groan that he laid his hand upon the bell, but 7 it rang out the next instant with a quick decisive clang, that startled HE fog which hangs over London is estimated to weigh | the near-sighted parlor maid, who was at the moment making a close about fifty tons of solid carbon, and two hundred and | estimate of how much of the dinner claret she could safely imbibe, fifty tons in gaseous form. And yet the English talk of the | almost out of her cap. high-pressure under which we Americans live. To add to her confusion her mistress suddenly opened the door. a - “Sarah,” she began quickly, then paused—ought she to betray even "| to herself that she expected Carlton, and to caution her servant was equivalent to this. With an effort she recovered her serenity of manner, and continued with a coldness that made Sarah think the claret racket was onto—'‘show any callers to the shrimp pink drawing-room.” Then she closed the door. Sarah walked through the hall, her suspicions a little lulled, but her cap decidedly rakish, which fact, Carlton, in his preoccupation, scarcely remarked, or if he noticed it, it failed to produce any lasting effect upon his mind. There was an instant’s delay with the burglar latch at the door, but | only an instant, and before Carlton had time to pull himself together | again, he was confronting Sarah, and asking sibilantly : “Is Miss Esther at home ?” & The girl replied in the affirmative, and ushered the new-comer, per order, into the shrimp pink drawing-room, This was a small, cosy apartment in the north-east corner of the house, which stood in the south-west corner of the spacious grounds, and received its appellation presumably because it was furnished in lobster-red plush, with ele- phant’s-breath hangings. Carlton did not put down his hat. He held his cane also. They were both new, and he thought, with a passing twinge that was | evolved from a different cause, that the occasion to be relieved of them when Esther should come would afford a favorable and apparently unsought-for opportunity for their display. \ : He also stood. He had time to hold and stand nearly ten minutes Gentleman: Buv | AM AFRAID HE WOULDN'T MAKE A GOOD | before the /rou-/rou of Esther's skirts was heard upon the stairs. WATCH Doc. ‘This was due to several reasons. First, she had been hanging over Man with Purp: Nov § GooD WATCH DOG! WHY, LOR BLESs | the balusters at the upper landing when Sarah opened the door, and YOUR ’ART, IT WAS ONLY LAST WEEK THAT THIS 'ERE WERY | she allowed time to elapse to convince herself that she had been un- ANIMAL HELD A BURGLAR DOWN BY THE THROAT AND BEAT HIS | avoidably detained there by the catching of her dress on the rod-button BRAINS OUT WITH ITS TAIL. of the top stair. Now — pwhat do ye think? Me loife ivry day has to run, To foight wid this therrible shtranger Phwat carries a gun ! He'll not foight wid you,—if he did he Wad call ye swate names in the foight. So, swate darlin’, Biddy McGuinnis, Soy yis, an’ it’s married we'll be ; comicbooks.com