. Wit, humor and pathos . sing Mignon to-night, Mr. Perkins? Of course I didnt hear Charley, but kept blazingright straight away at Julia about ritualism and partiesand Lent, and all such society trash. Oh, Miss Julia, did you hear about Jay Gould get-ting shot? I asked, remembering how cousin Salliesaid I must entertain her, and talk Charley Brown outof his boots. Jay Gould got shot! How? Where? exclaimedJulia. Why, in a Seventh avenue hardware store. I meanhe got pigeon shot for the Jerome Park pigeon match. Oh, Mr. Perkins! Ha! ha! how could you? Then Charley looked at his watch. By the way
. Wit, humor and pathos . sing Mignon to-night, Mr. Perkins? Of course I didnt hear Charley, but kept blazingright straight away at Julia about ritualism and partiesand Lent, and all such society trash. Oh, Miss Julia, did you hear about Jay Gould get-ting shot? I asked, remembering how cousin Salliesaid I must entertain her, and talk Charley Brown outof his boots. Jay Gould got shot! How? Where? exclaimedJulia. Why, in a Seventh avenue hardware store. I meanhe got pigeon shot for the Jerome Park pigeon match. Oh, Mr. Perkins! Ha! ha! how could you? Then Charley looked at his watch. By the way, Miss Julia, do you know which is thestrongest day in the week? I asked modestly, takingher beautiful gold fan. No. Which is the strongest day, Mr. Perkins? Why, Sunday, Julia; dont youknow all the other days are weakdays! Oh, Mr. Perkins ! Ha ! ha! youllkill us, exclaimed Julia (while Char-ley looked at his watch). Then heremarked that Samsons weakestday was the day he let Delilah cutoff his hair: but nobody heard n Charley now began to be uneasy. He whirled inhis chair, then looked at his watch again, and, standingup, remarked that he had some letters to write, and thatduty called him home early. Dont be in a hurry, Mr. Brown, said Julia, stilltalking with me. Good bye, Mr. Brown, good bye! I said, graspinghis hand. Next time, I hope, I shant have so muchto say to Miss Julia. As Charley passed into the hall I asked Julia whichwere worth the most — young gentlemen or youngladies ? Why, young ladies, of course—dont you alwayscall us dear creatures? Yes, but, my dear Julia—I talked fondly now,for Charley was gone—you know, my dear, that atthe last end you are given away, while the gentlemanis often sold! Oh, Eli, you are very wicked to make such a re-mark, when you know every young lady who marriesone of Browns Boys is sold in the worst way. I dontthink Browns Boys are ever sold. They are soullessfellows. But then they are so nice, they dance divinely,and they are
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