Litchfield enquirer., 1848-01-27
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oulh. Once. only, he gave signs of vigilance. by putting out his head and bidding the driv. CT stop at Col. RusssIl's. indeed will r. quo' Findlay. From my rides and walks with Kate, knew every inch of the road for miles. In christ. ian spirit drove slowly and steadily in order that MT Jones might be able to indulge any inclination Ae might iasl for repose. It was 8 o'clock when we reached the house. Thro' the bare branches, of the elms, I could see the lighted windows and especially noticed one candle burning above the hall where it had doubtless been placed a, sunset, to marshall Mi Jones the way that he yves not going, with my consent. After some tugging aroused Ben's hands to their accustomed office. and whispering 'Go ahead in his drowsy ear, jumped to the ground. The blood rushed to my heart with a thrill of delight, as heard the horses hoefs clatter- ing over the frozen road. The prize was before me and considering the situation of my rivals neck, the odds were scarcely against me. hastencd to the house and into the room where saw the lights. had thought to speak quickly and to the Purpose, but Kate whs had doubtless risen to%slcome her other lover met :, me at the door, and her look changed sS sud@ denly 10 cold, surprised anger, that my heart fell and my hopes fled in an instant. I could pot utter word, not stammer came to my re. lief. ''f 5"b
 Through piles of silks, faces and garments, known and unknown, I discerned Mrs Russell. her favor had already won by aew recipe fer jam, and she had the grace to offer me a seat and inquire about my health. On my res - plying that was much fatigued by my stsge ride, she asked. ...s.-
 'Wasnot MT Jones with you in the stagss We have been expecting him for hours.'
 A martyr to truth, answered that he was, but had gone to Plymouth.
 Iglanced at Kate, who was buaily striving to hide a crimson ribbon in white roses. I could see that her haads tfembled, and her cheek was thin and pale. Gladly would have argued that our separation had preyed upon her health, as it had upon mine, but that chilling look of hers forbade. At length ventured to ask her if she was we'll.
 'Yessir, thank you.' n4
 Her pets all in good condition1 ea All well, sir, thank you" 2 ,E
 Nothing but the requisite monosyllables.
 After an awkward silence, came nearer to. my point by asking, sa. ..t..,
 May hope that Miss Russell has forgiven my pstalencs
 For moment she fixed upon me her brown eyes as if to measure how much my words meant, then quietly looked down and held her peace. '@'&
 My courage that had sbbsd 90 quickly began to flow again. .ofed'I
 May Ispeak word with you in private, Kate 1" said.
 Her mother rose. The good old lady evi. dsntly meditAted a sally through the outward adornments, behind which she was ap closely beleagured, as garrison behind Gen. Pillow'sl entrenchments. E. ar gga.a
 Sit still ma,' said Kate, and then with dc. mure voice, but twinkle of exquisite wo- manly malice in her eye, q have SO much to think of now that you must sxruse me, Per- haps to-morrow or the next day, I shall be more capable of holding council with you.
 This was too mush-I was angry myself now and rose to go. As opened the door the same voice saluted me that Did me stop at the Colonel's felt the absurdity of going of so manifestly shorn, and looking again at Kate, saw tear nsstlied in her eyeld. s ChAringtwo dressssat jump, I kissed her as of old, and whispered, q love you dearly, Kate twill you forgive me P .<j .a<.-, For a moment she hid her face upon my re a,t, then turned it towards mine--'and our rushed together at the meeting of the iips.' . MT Jones. who had entered the room in time to be spectator of this pleasing scene, made adesperate attempt at a look of lofty escorn-- an attempt which would doubtless have been more successful, had the ice been stronger, of the water shallower. of the brsok into which Ben upset him. and then departed to his ledger and his money making. 1 .. ta4R Frank attired me in his Broadway gattnents. The wedding was not deferred and Kate and I have netquarreledsince.
 My tale has its moral man should go early to his own wedding eel TThe present is Leap Year, as our readers are we'll aware. Wen wager that the ladies' all know it.. Every fourth year