The Kalida venture. [volume] (Kalida, Ohio) 1841-1865, 1852-03-05
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PUTNAM cogNrY OHIO, FRIDAY MARCH s 1852
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dressing her cousin. Lucy Lawrence
swhere do you think Fred has spent hi
evenings, for some time past?'' tt
The lady addressed looked up, some
what surprised, at Kate's question, bu
in o moment answered. 81 an
ain his own room, poring over thos'
old volumes Of ancient history. 81 a
"You are much mistaken, Miss Lucy,
replied Kate, her merry eyes sparkling
with mischievous humor: "he would no
be studying those musty fusty old books
while there is SO preitysa young lady a
the widow Marston's daughtet in the vii
lagem 93aD Atls y. ;e6] 8
"Whatha Fred 10 do with Ann,
Maston9" asked Lucy. as she endeavor
ed to read the very puzzling expression
resting on her Cousins good humoret
face. II was some moments before she
received an answer TO her Question, wher
Kate. with light laugh, replied.
"Why, cousin, he's in love with hern
"In love with Anne Marstonf dom
believe ii!" exclaimed Lucy, in tone Of
surprise and curiosity.
"Well, Ill tell you something, and
then you may disbel lleye it, or not. just
as you please" returned Kate, with a
serio- cotni cal air, as she raised her eyes
and fixed them intenily upon Lucy's
face. "Night before last, il was rather
late when we retired, you recollec,. and
| was suffering with severe headache.
You was soon asleep, but | was unable
to lest from pain, and with the hope that
the night air would cool my burning
brow, left the house by the back win.
dow, and walked slowly down the garden
path. BY some means, chanced 10 turn
my eyes in tie direction Of the widow
Marslon's dwelling, and as the moon
shone brightly. ] could plainly see that
there were two figures standing upon the
steps. One. | was sure, was Anne, and
The other, young gentleman, as sup
posed, | was sure | didn't know. They
stood upon the stepv for several moments,
when Anne entered the house, and her
companion, whom thought looked won
ierfully like Fred, walked down the
street. As he came nearer, was sure il
was no one but Fred Lawrance. He en-.
tered the garden, and as | concealed
myself behind ,iIe Tose-bushes. he did
not observe the. He cautiously approach
ed The window, from which | had made
my own egress, opened il, stepped in, and
then closed il. From some unaccoun--
table cause, my headache had entirely
left me, and in few moments more !
returned to the house. t'knew that the
person whom | had seen on the steps
with Anne, was your brother Fred, and
no one else, and | was quite sure, also.
that the old volumes Of history ha dn't
been disturbed that EVENING"" NH.
"ABd do you really believe Fred
spends his evenings with Anne Marston?"
asked Lucy, as Kate ceased speaking,
and laughed merrily. @aiiaua
A"Certainly / do. Last night | watched
him as he left the room after tea, and !
saw ,ha, he slipped ou, and was, in a few
at the widow Marston's. 1t
was nearly midnight when he returned,
for | heard the window open and shut,
few moments before the clock struck for
that hour.n 1a9si gtaa
What motive could he have in being
80 secret about his vists2"
"He knows we would be continually
teazing him respecting Anne, and doubt
less prefers 10 keep his secret safe from
our knowledge"
"Tbers can be no other reason" re-
turned Lucy, laughing in spite Of herself,
at the novel manner in which Kate e
headache had been cured. as
ave must punish Fred for doing SO,
Lucy" said Kate, as her cousin seemed
to comprehend the affair; "and | think
we can preven, him from staying SO late
with Anne, wasting lights and fire from
as old uncle Joe would say.''
"How do you think we can punish him
severely enough to keep him at homer"
81 do not think we can prevent him
from visiting Anne, but we can, l think,
prevent him frou staying later than ten
in the evening; indeed, am quite sure
we cam"
"How! n
Kate bent her hend, and whispe red
for a few moments in the ear Of her
cousin, and after few more merry
words, both sprang up and left the room.
That night. just as the clock struck
twelve, Fred Lawrence parted with his
ssladyllove" on The steps Of her mothers
dwelling, and with a light heart turned
his steps in the direction Of his own
home. To tell the truth, dear reader,
Fred ,cas in love with Anne Marston,
and i, Is no less true that Anne Marston
was in love with him. He dreaded the
rhischievous teazing fhis cousin Kate
Myrtle. and feared il, too, more than he
would have done the disp'easure Of a
king, and the cutting sarcasms Of his|
sister Lucy we're by no means pleasant.
lie had determined 10 keen his engage