Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1856-07-09

over.
Boots assures me that when they clap
ped their hands, and jumped for Joy
again, and called him Good Cobbs! and
Dear Cobbs! and bent across him to kiss
one another in the delight of their con-
fiding hearts, he felt himself the mean,
est rascal for deceiving them, that ever
was born.
Is there anything you want just at
present. sir? says Cobbs mortally asham-
ed of himself.
We should Ike some cakes after din
ner, answered Master Harry, folding his
arms, putting out one leg, and looking
straight at him, and two apples - and
jam. With dinner we should like to
have toast and water. But, Norah has
always been accustomed to half glass
of current wine at desert. And so have 1.
1t shall be ordered at the bar, sir, says
Cobbs; and away he went.
Boots has the feeling as fresh upon
him at this minute of speaking, as he
had then, that he would far rather have
had it out in half a.dozen rounds with
the Governor, than have combined with
him; and that he wished with all his heart
there was any impossible place where
those two babies could make an impos-
sible marriage, and live impossibly hap
by ever afterwards. However, as it
couldn't be, he went into the Governors
plans and the Governor set off for York
in half an hour.
The way in which the women of that
house-without exception-every one OF
'em-married and single took TO that boy
when they heard the story, Boots consid-
ers surprising. 1t was as much as he
could do to keep 'em from dashing into
the room and kissing him. They climb
ed up all sorts of places at the risk of
their lives, to look at him through a pane
of glass. They were seven deep at the
key-hole. They were out of their m'nds
about him and his bold spirit.
In the e, ening Boots went into Il g
room, 10 see how the runaway couple
was getting on. The gentleman was on
the window seat, supporting the lady in
his arms. She had tears upon her
face, and was lying, very tired and half
asleep, with her head upon his shoulder.
"lIrs. Harry Walmers Junior, fatig-
ued, sir?" says Cobbs.
eyes she is tired, Cobbs; but she is not
used to being away from home, and she
has been in low spirits again. Cobbs,
do you think you could bring bifin,
please?"
81 ask your pardon, sir, !" says CObbs.
What was it yopl-"
81 think Norf.lk bifin would rouse
her, Cobbs. She is very fond of them"
Boots withdrew in search of the re-
quired restorative, and wien he brought
it in, the gentleman handed it to the Ia
dy, and fed her with a spoon, and took
a little himself. The lady being heavy
with sleep, and rather cross. "What
should you think, SIR" says Cobbs, of a
candleslick?" The gentleman
approved; the chambermaid went first,
up the great staircase; the lady in her
sky blue mantle, followed, gallantly es-
corted by the gentleman; the gentleman
embraced her at the door, and retired to
his own apartment, where Boots softly
locked him up
Boots couldn't but feel with increased
acuteness what base deceiver he was,
when they consulted him at breakfast
(they had ordered sweet milk and wa
.er, and toast and current jelly, over
night, about the pony. 1t really was
as much as he could do, he don't mind
,onfessing to me to look them two young
hings in the face, and think what wick
ID old father of lies he had grown up to
,e. Howsoever, he went on lying like
, Trojan, about the pony. He told 'em
hat it did SO unfortunately happen that
he pony was half crippled, you see, and
hat he couldn't be taken out in that
tate, for fear il should strike to his in
ide. But that he'd be finished clipped
n the course of the day and that to NOR
.ow morning at eight o'clock the phey-
on would be ready. Boots view of the
whole case, looking back upon it in my
oom, is that Mrs. Harry Walmers Junior
vas be- lining to give in. She hadn't had
Ter hair curled when she went to bed,
md she didn't seem quite up to brush
ng it herself, and it's getting in her
yes put her out. "But nothing put out
Master Harry. He sat behind his
tearing away at the jel-
Y, as if he had been his own father.
Alter breakfast, Boots is inclined to
consider that they drawed soldiers-at
east, he knows that many such was
ound in the fire place, all on horseback.
N the course of the morning, Master
Harry rang the bell--it was surprising
low that there boy did carry on-and
aid in sprightly way, "CObbs, is there
my good walks in this neighborhood?'
eyes. SIR" says Cobbs. "There's
love Lane"
"Get out with you, CObbs!'-that was !