Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1857-08-05


ly for. But the BIleses were eve
chivalrous race, and l will not be III,
first OF their short line 10 justify mysel
at the expense of Blanche, or Rose, cl
Kitty OF whom, however, L mast say
one was bad as the other. Emily, thC
youngest and preitiest of the Winkwerd.
was very different from the rest also il
everything else: she was my wife's twin
sister, and the two were as like one an
oiher-with the trifling exception OF a
little mole under Carry's left ear-as a
couple of peas. l could not, of course
be always looking at this mole, and
once put my arm round Emily al a pic
mic, and kissed her behind lilac tree, in
mistake. 81 suppose, Mr.. Frederic, you
meant that for Carry" she said good
naturedly, and pretending to be disap-
pointed. Ny wife took the greatest care
after this circumstance TO construct a
code of signals, whereby we might rc-
cognize each other at once, and the acci-
dent so far as | know at least, did not
happen again. Emily was dear gooI
girl, and quite unspoiled, although she
was the show daughter of them all. l.
was quite clear TO my respected mother
in law that none of the rest would mar
ry-Carry having already degraded
herself-while Emily remained in the
house single; so that it was determined
she should do it at once, and give an
10 the three who had less
time TO spare. She received, 10 her ex-
treme discomfort, twice the pin-money
of any Of her sisters, and was contin-
uously apparelled in the most gorgeous
array. Her masters for all the arts were
and multiplied, and she vas
ii l may be allowed The expression
trotted out before eligible visitors pretty
l had the privilege Of being useful to
the family in recommending my old
friend Jack Camellair TO paint her por-
trait; and he achieved an admirable
likeness. lie and l had been great
chums at school, but our walls in life
had since diverged widely. l stuck from
he first like respectable man. to busi
ness, and parted with it not till l could
10 SO omforiably; he, from making
,lever caricatures of the ushers, had
AIKEN so TO painting, poor fellow, as alb
'olutely 10 choose it for a profession;
living in the winter. so far as l could
make OFT, nowhere; and during the
summer months, under a little white
Umbrella. l had bought, fer old ac-
Iuaintance' sake, some earl y landscapes
II his-of very great promise l was
old; and two or three later ones were
ust beginning TO attract public notice, or
should never have persuaded Mrs. !
to employ ! i'm at all; but, to |
NJ thinking, he lived miserable life !
1e said, however, that he was twice as
oily as was at all times, even at por-
rait painting thing he hated, and
My busted himself with when especial
y hard up; and that he did not doubt
e should be one day as rich as Turner,
nd with all the world for his Ruskins.
lis face--so much of it at least as his
air, whiskers and mustaches permitted
f your seeing-was very fine; and he
'as accomplished and agreeable enough
, please the Winkwerds, as an amusing
Ort of drawing room artisan, immense
:. He was suffered to do and say
,ings that Frederic Biles. Esq, would
ave shrunk from in such company like
guilty thing; and, on his part,
ked the rectory folks SO well, that, af-
n taking Emily's likeness, he took that
the other sisters and their mother for
we. Claude himself-wilh his hard
pom a volume of sermons, surmounted
y the Peergge-when circumstance
;cured, which, if 1 may use such
'rm of words, put poor Jacks nose out
f joint, and settled his business for him
cry completely.
This was the arrival of no less a per
IN than Ambrose Slasher, Esq. connec-
d by family ties with the Winkwerds,
Id by red tape with The government;
en in power, being the paid attache to !
,r Majesty's legation at Honolulu, and
a fair way to represent the empire '
ere himself. when an opportunity ]
ould offer. He was not a wise man. ;
was not a good man, he was not a $
III man; but he was sucking diplo-
atist likely enough in this glorious con t
tuition OF ours to become one of those !
rec. The great mother Britannia is ,
t wont to leave scion of the Sleigh
vands to wither on six hundred pounds e
,rling a year, and Mrs. Winkwerd t
ew it. Ambrose, although by no e
cans $50 bald that you could see his =
aims" was getting thin about the poll, u
ave in demeanor, slow of speech, POM C
us of aspect, and generally in accor- .
nee with his profession. 1 did not e
nix he was at all suitable husband h
dear Emily, at first; and the more 1 Y
v of him the less l admired my re- Il