Butte record. (Bidwell, Butte County, Cal.) 1853-1858, 1855-05-26

brow, his hair stood al most on end. :.
He was reused by the olatter Of plates
on the little round table.
Supper The cloth was laid, and the
humble and circular cheese of Holland
bread, salt, and mustard, with three deli
mugs, knives, and one fork, were all the
furniture of the entertainment-e
a single fnger-glass. Isabel saw Ed.
ward glance at it with some curiosity.
"My Ma always his 6nger-glass at
meals" said she, with a quiet snile.-
"She always has savaloy for supper,
and I'm going to f tch il, and the beer y
'Let me accompany you,'' said Ed
ward.
The matron watched their retreating
figures with pride which illumined her
graceful countenance as with a sunbeam.
Beautiful it was to see that youth and
rnaid,n returni 9, Edward bearing the
foaming jug of tnreepenny ale, Isabel, a
small German. 81 potent is female love
illness, that he rudest natures, they
who hld hooted the young poet only the
evening before, because, fors6oth, LII,
collar lay down, and his hair grew free,
We're silent and reverent, as he walked
arm-in-arm with the g lden-tressed
creature who now carried lhe $ valoy
for her mother in piece of old news
paper
o Beauty, OL.fe! 0 Live =
Many and many an evening did that
youthful couple meet and mingle cares
ses and loving words and sigh, and sup,
and 90 to the bingham Saloon along
with the old lidy, and bring in the sa-
valoy and the beer md so their lives
swept on together, two currents meeting
in one stream Of bliss and beauty
Once only did Edward name the
Lamplighter, and ask if label knew
him
We know no one about here" was
lsabel's reply, given with countenance
of amused surprise. Edward did not
dare to press the question farther and
the more he ref cied upon that mystic
rious beings influence in bringing about
his present position, the more he didn't
understand it. But what matter In
the love of Isabel he was too supremely
blest to care for aught besides; and so,
in tenderest intercourse, the sweet. long
summer passed away, and still, still
Edward and Label were happy
When Edward received bis quarters
salary atthe end Of September, he found
good deal Of it pre-mortg ged to pay
tourpenly rides to the Commerce r Dad
and admissions to the Efhngham Saloon
CHAPTER III.
AUTUMN-yellow, mellow Autumn
There were vegetable marrows in the
greengrocers' windows in the CONNER
ciil Road, and. as tie air grew chiller
and damper, Old Tom and Cream of the
Valley were in increasing request.
But no chill came upon the love Of the
poet and the maiden For them it was
unceasing Summer.
One evening when they had be sit
ting silently locked in each others arms
for an hour or more, and the good mat
ron had fallen asleep in her chair with
her gold spectacles she always wore
gold spectacles) topping down upon her
nose Edward broke the stiffness by whis-
pering-
'Isabelir
eyes, Edward -
"Isabel-do we love one another :"
ooh. Edward ~
This was succeeded by passionate
embrace.
s'Do we understand one another -
ooh, Edward ~
And the lovers glances met in fash
of mutual intelligence; the encounter oil
looks struck fre-celestial fire,
Isabel, whv should souls like ours
Iced the conventional forms of society
We have wooed and loved for three long
months; we love-we unders and one
another--ae know to be happy let me
put up the banns at Limrhouse Church,
"Oh, Edward spare me y
The blushing maid hid her face in her
hands.
"My means are small; but my salary
is to be raised next January to eighty
pounds q year"
Eighty pounds - said Isabel, look
ing up with smile.
Eighty pounds and my cOntribd