Ypsilanti sentinel. [volume] (Ypsilanti, Washtenaw Co., Mich.) 1843-1900, 1845-10-29
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! THE MAN ON LEISURE AND HIS LAUNDREsS.
.Pase you honor," said tine Iaundress, as she
J laid two nicely beached shirts, neck.co,hs. and
pocket handkerchieIs OH Mr.. lukIIu's dressing ia
ble," We are owing for three months. and the soap
and the starch and The firing runs up heap, and
my good man Patrick that should be a help lying
with ns broken shout her, and the landlord seek
inc his rent, and NE not abe TO tell which side to
look, and poor Patrick 10 be turnad out of doors
Cor no crime al all, if you please, SIR
10, really, yes remember hearing of Pat
ncks fall A very clever fellow that husband OF
yours. Here are two dollars, aud will give you
The remaining trHe mex! week.
"rrlle J" said the lauudscss, counting on her
fingers the amount of Twelve dollars due as she
/ Left The room, "lhal's trae TO some as isn't to
others"
Two days after, while the man of leisure was
fastening paste brooch IN his smoothly folded
shirt BOSOM poor Patrick was borne 10 the work.
house for shelter.
THE MAN OF LEISURE AND A PETTY GIRL.
The mau of leisure called Oh Mss Emma Rob-
erts, pretty blooming girl OF seventeen. Emma
was clear star ching. Talk about The lria.s ofmen
wha, have they to annoy them IN comparison with
the mysteries of clear-s,arch; alas, how seldom
clear Emma was going on in the full tide OF
success, INDUCING IN the buOyanl thoughts Of her
ace there Was a soft light a0out her eyes, as she
drew out The edge Of fchu, or capped with her
small hands as if they ielt the impulse Of Young
hopes.
| II am sure Harry Benram looked at tn s collar
last Sunday wonder if he liked ii, though, she
| and gentle sigh rushed the folds The morning
robe OIL her bosom. just then The door bell SCUM
ded and the man OF leisure walked into The sitting.
room where Emma, with establishment of
! smoothing irons, &c. had ensconced herself for
The eorning.
You wont mind friend looking in upon you
said Mr.. lnklin, with an ai-hone air.
Emma bIushed, loosenLd the sriugs of her
prom, gave glance at her starched fingers and
saying stake seat sir" suspended her work with
the grace Of ia lurai pokteness In The meanw hiie
the starch grew cold and The irons were over
heated. Emma was not loquacions, aud The dead
pauses We're neither few Dor tar b>tween. Emma,
rendered desperate, renewed her operations, but
with diminished ardor her clipping was feeble
as the applause to au unpopular orator, she burnt
her fingers, her face becamed Aushed-and by the
time the man of leisure had sItlen cut his hour. u
grew hue had settled over her uuslIns, aud all in.
! dolibe smuch disiigureI Harry Betram's collar.
Mr.. InkIin soon called again, and met Harry
: Bertram. It was no influence of coquetry--bul
Emma rallied her powers aud talked more to Mr..
lnklln than TO Harry, a modest youth thrown
some " hat into the shade by the veteran vsiler,
who outsiad him. Harry, who was not a man
of leisure, could not call for several days; when
he did, MIR. Inkln had "dropt in" before him. aud
, was twirling his watchkey. with his cold wander.
ing eyes and everlasting affirmatives Emma sew
ed ndstriOusly aud her dark las hes nceaed her
: eyes, Her cheeks we're beautifully flushed, but
for whom! Mr.. lnklin toyed with her work. box,
. without seeming to know that he was touching
wha, Harry thought shrine.
Harry looked a little fierce, and babe good night
abruptly. Emma raised her soft eyes with look
that ought to have detained @ reasonable man, but
he was prepossessed aud the kind glance was
lost. Emma wished Mr.. InkIin at ;he bottom o!
the sea, but there ne sat, looking privileged be-
canse he was man of leisure.
The fas;enugs of the windows reminded him
that 1t time TO go, for he did not limit his eve
ming calls to an hour. Emma went to her bed
room. She was just ready to cry, but gauce al
her mirror showed snch bright cheeks that 1t stop
: ped the tears aud she fell into passion. She tiee
u her night-cap into a hard knot. aud broke the
string III pet. $3.50 r
,"Harry Beram is fool" said she, 'fo let tina
> stick of a man keep him from me. l wish could
: change places with him, - aud sitting down on
" low seat she ,roited her foot and heaved some deer
sighs.
. The man Of leisure "just called in" twice
week, for three months. Report was busy--Har
. ry's pride was reused. He offered himselfi 10 an
!. other pretty girl, and was accepted Emma'
bright cheeks faded, her step grew slow, and he
a voice was 10 longer heard IN It's gay carol from
- stair to STAIR She never tskalive, but nov
y she was sad. Mr.. Iuklin continued to drop in
= his heart " as little love touched but then Their,
al was Time euongh.," One evening he ceme witt
!. a look of news. r
!, 81 have brought you BIT of Harry Betram'
>. wedding cake, said be to Emma.
~ Emma turned pale, then red, and burst:ino tear
: The man of leisure was concerned. Emma look
" ed very prettily as she struggled with her feeling
IS while the tears dried away and he offered he
& his heart aud hand. 6
Of 81 would sooner lie down in my grave tina
marry you. ''saId the gentle Emma, in voice s
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