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

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7 l would not part with for fifty pound:
e sterling, although dare say Ambros,
( himself would give five shillings to have
r it burnt. If only knowledge pulieth "
l should ike to know what ignorance
has done to the aHache, to give him such
5 swollen appearance. He put down the
Rev. Claude upon all occasions; he re-
ceived all Mrs. Winkwerd's selvilities as
his just dues, and was in no deg &c mol
liied or put in good-humor BY them; he
treated the young ladies with n sort OF
graceful scorn, and he was rude 10 Em-
lily herself; yet all, except the last,
seemed charmed with him. Jack S most
perfect mots were now unheard in the
applause that greeted the great mans
heavy pleasantries; his raciest anecdotes
were cast into the shade by some dull
reminiscence # the diplomatist's foreign
travel. L am afraid that Mr.. Thorn IS
Moore's epitaph on a tuft-hunter applies
more to women than to men:
Appolo for 4 star they quit, and Loves own
brother for an earl's.
was angry at the change of beha-
viOr among the Winkwerds generally to-
wards Jack, on Mr.. Slashel's arrival,
bat was sincerely grieved at that of
Emily. She was in a very short time
engaged TO be married to this gentleman
it was true-it was in order to be present
at the wedding, that 1 was an unwilling
guest at the rectory at this time; but
this was no reason why she should fol.
follow AmbrOse's stupid lead in regard
to the poor painter. Ny wonder was
how he stood it at a |, and l privately
recommended lin to depart and leave
the Rev. Claude Just as he was, without
complexion and with sketchy legs; but
Jack said: -"No; when he had taken
an order, he liked to execute it," min
licking my best business manner, and
quoting my favorite phrase. Emily had
been once, thought, the most pleased
with him Of all, but now she offered him
the cold shouider-and a good deal Of
it, as her style of dress permitted her TO
do-uron all occasions. She never
failed to give the poor fellow a set-down
when the diplomatist chanceJ to be pres
ent, and laughed heartily at his describ
ing some obscure street in Honolulu as
the habitation of tailors and artists. As
CameIlair observed, indeed in allusion to
this delicacy. Mr.. SIasher was ga deuce
Of fellow among eggs with stick,
which was word picture of theman as
good as tongue could paint. Sill there
was no pretence of affection on the part
of the bride elect; she had been dispos
ed of by private contract some FIVE
weeks ago, and was to be given away
without reserve on the ensuing Friday |
10 Cousin Ambrose; that was the agree
ment; and she had determined, appar-
emily, to abide by it; only at times when
the diploma'ising partook-it was but
rarelY-of little too much of The eIten-
te cordiale, 1 observed her shiver, poor
girl, as though, if may SO express my
self, goose was walking over her grave.
She had been brought up in the Wink
werd school. however, and had well
learned its lessons long ago; that was
what l comtorted myself with until the
Wednesday evening before her wedding
indeed, my wife was
very miserable about the match; declar-
ing that her sister was about TO be sold
into bondage, which she truly was, and
to mere government organ; but then
who was 10 put stop TO ii? l had
sauntered out after dinner with a cigar,
glad enough to escape from the hustle of
the house, where everything was being
got in readiness for The guests of the next
day, and was strolling through that part
Of the grounds which is called ''the
when ] came suddenly up-
on my wife sitting upon a moss bank,
bathed in tears.
"Now, nay dear Carry" said l, edo l
give over this Wailing over your poor lit
tie Emily. If the girl likes Ike fool. it :
is all matter of taste, about which, ;
you know, there is no disputing; if she |
doesn't Ike him, she should let him a
lang himself in his Honolulu ribbon be- =
fore she should become Mrs. Slasher.- I
What must be, must be, and therefore t
don't make myself wretched about it; f
although, for my part, I'd just as soon a
zee her married to, to''-I looked about Y
or sufficiently base comparison, and 4
housht myself rather fortunate at last v
n say ing-"to the unfortunate penniless s
Jack Cameilair." q
"Would you. indeed, dear Mr.. Fred u
ric?'' sobbed out little EmiIy.-for it was o
he one without the mole unde- her left !
ar l had been speaking to. 80 please, b
'lease, my good dear brother, to help N
IS" Poor passionfull girl! The suffo- d
ating mask thrown off, and the weary p
art laid by for little while, how differ 81
mt she looked from the Emily of an b
our ago!-how infinitely wretched, and in
ct, to my mind, how far, far better fc
trough those tears. sI don't like Mr.. Il