Daily Davenport gazette. [volume] (Davenport, Iowa) 1854-1855, 1855-07-04
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.What ere those things you'te COT On
your wrists Lilly !" asked Ernest pointing
to a pair Of diamond bracelets. which
adorned her snowy arms. She did not an
ever his question. but merely said some
thing abou. her father wanting him. But
h. wass.nct to be thus easily foiled i he
did no, choose to take hint, she couldn't
make him.
.What did come here for, If ii wasn't
TO zee what 10 to be seen. guess uncle
Clemans can wait minute, can't he But
Lor' bless me. Lilly. should think you
would freeze, with that ERE dress on. It
amt got the sign Of sleeve in it. Haint
you 90, enough stuff! guess you Put too
much in them Aounces. Lolly Milton dres-
ses up sometimes. but che don't go with hall
. dress in mid.winter."
Lillian commenced humping on the PA
no keys 10 evade reply, but she secretly
wished he and Loly Milton were both in
Halifax or anywhere else but there. Still
she persevered with the music without ven
turing i reply to her cousins remarks,
until the door was thrown open and Miss
Percy announced. Lillian arose and greet
ed her cordially, for she was an old school
mate and intimate friend, but made no al
fusion whatever to Ernest, who sa, in a
somewhat obscure corner, energeticaily
turning over the leuvcs Of book. Just as
she was beginning to think he would re-
main without creating any observation, ne
called out in anything but musical tone OF
voice. "cousin Lilly ain't you goin to give
an in. what you do call il an inter
splice. to that are chum Of yourn; she looks
mighty tempting like"
At this query coming from so unexpected
. sourcc, Miss Percy looked first at the
speaker and then towards Lillian, with sur
prise depicted on every feature.
Lillian felt the tell tale blood rush to her
face but Immediately arose and presented
him with due formality.
Lilly thinks because I've been raised in
the country, hadn't ough, to speak to white
folks. 1 guess" said he, taking seat near
Miss Percy. But without noticing this sally.
she simply addressed afew commonplace
remarks to Lillian, and quietly took her
leave.
I,was with feelings OF relief that Lillian
beheld the door close upon Miss Percy. and
then arising with an air Of offended dignity
hastily quilted the apartment.
That is well carried out. my boy" said
Nj. Ciemans, entering few moments after.
wards and giving him hearty slap on the
shoulder,-"well DONE"
ayes, uncle, havn't we carried the joke
far enough You surely can't blame cousin
for being ashamed VI me-" said Ernest.
laughing.
"Yes. but only want you to act in dis
guise this evening, Lillian is going to have
company; tina, young cox-comD Hersick is
going to call"
"Weli. as you like" replied he. "but will
60 now and take turn on the terrace be-
fore supper"
Mother can't you manage to keep cousin
Ernest with you this evening"! J" asked Lii
lian As they were alone short time after
tea. He provokes me beyond endurance
BY his objectionable awkwardness."
"fil try what can 60. love-" replied
Mrs. Clemans glancing admiringly at the
graceful torn of her daughter "But your
father seems 70 take infinite delight in the
exposition of his ignorance
Il know it. mama, but must repair to
the parlor now"
As her mother had predicted, Ernest had
preceded her; but so busily engaged was he
in the perussl of Latin work, as not to OBJ
serve the entrance of his cousin until she
stood close beside him. "Why, was not
aware that you We're Latin scholar" she
said in surprise, for she had never seen
him read anything but the Life and Adven-
lures Of Daniel Boone" book that be-
Ionged to her little brother.
"Lating, amt certing sure" he replied
closing and re. lAcing the volume.
Slowly the evening wore away, and LII
lian's thoughts frequently wandered from
the white kidded gentleman by her side to
her country cousin, who appeared o be
deeply interested in some book whose title
she longed TO know, although occasionally
some remark would escape his lips to shock
the sensitive nerves Of the fashionable
Charles Hersick and cause bright blush to
mount to the face of the pretty Lillian, yet
she knew BY the costly binding that j. was
not the Life of Daniel Boone and how could
he be 80 much absorbed in the Latin work
she had accidentally found him perusing if
he knew nothing about it.
Lillian had her own suspicious that Ernes,
was not exactly what he pretended to be;
she ardently wished for some incident to
confirm her hopes. Such an opportunity
was not long wanting; for as she, more to
dispense with the monotony which reigned
than because she desired to witness his skill
IN music, requested Mr.. Hersick to perform