Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1858-07-22

is Bella at home P inquired Mr.. Meirs Of
the servant.
sTroth, and I think it was the young mis-.
tress's voice I was after hearing just now in
the peaany room
MIR. Meirs led the way in the direction
indicated, while John much embarrassed,
followed. He felt that it was high time fol
an explanation. But Mr.. Meirs was too
much pre.occupied with the one idea, the
identity of John Peters and his marriage
with Bella to heed the confused and broken
sentences of our hero, and the next moment
found him face to face with one of the most
bewitchingly beautiful creatures be had ever
seen in his lifetime.
This is Bella p said Mr.. Meirs, with some
pride ;-you doubtless remember her. This
is your cousin John, hope you havn't for
gotten him. What in the world makes you
stare SO, Bella? told you his hair would
be as dark as yours by this time, but you
wouldn't believe it at all.
Here Mr.. Meirs consulted his watch and
said
sBut'I must be in Wall street by ten, so
I must be obliged to trust you to your own
government till dinner
With this Mr.: Meirs left our hero indes-
ctibahly confused. No sooner had he de-
parted than Bella burst into ringing laugh
and exclaimed, show funny
Merriment is said to be contagious, John
Peters laughed q response to Bella, and he
had a most beautiful way of doing it, which
Bella in spite of the novelty of their situa-
tion, acknowledged with blush.
There is great mistake, said John Pc
tiers, bowing sorrowfully, as if he would a
tale unfold
Il see,' said Bella, you are trying to cov-
er up your red hair with'a wig. I hate red
hair, and the change makes you look SO fun.
ny-it does indeed.
1T is all a mistake persisted John, red
dening, Il never wore wig in my life, Miss
Bella
Then you must have oolored it, for it was
red ten years ago, and I used to laugh at
you when I was angry, and advised you to
keep one eye open lest you set the bed cur
tain on fire.
What an awkward situation cried John
desperately. 1t is true I am John Peters,
but not the John Peters you take me for
As for having red hair, I never had that hon
or I assure you
1t was now Bella's turn to look surprised.
sAnd who are you then If you are not
John Peters of Baltimore?'
Il am John Peters of Connecticut, a grad
uate from the Mercantile College, and at
present in search of a situation. I am not
your cousin, and never saw you to my
knowledge until to day though must con-
fess you are the prettiess girl I ever did see,
and begin to envy the genuine John Peters
your cousin, for I can't help loving you al
ready
you do? Indeed, how funny. Then
you are not my cousin from Baltimore, and
what is better still, my father thinks you are
I do detest cousin for husband, whether
he be cousin or no, But how did it happen
that papa made such an odd mistaken
well the fact is, the whole thing is a mis-
take from the beginning, and was attributa-
bic to an advertisement in the morning pa
pers. Your father wanted book-keeper
and advertised. I saw the advertisement
and applied directly for the situation. Be-
fore stating my business I introduced myself
as John Peters, wbereupon your father, for
getting there might be another John Peters
in the world, bundled me into an omnibus
and hurried me here before could offer an
explanation
sHow odd exclaimed Bella. tAnd you
arn not my cousin after all?-but I rather
like you and am not little pleased at the
adventure, because we Can both laugh over
fathers mistake, and the absent John Pc
ters' red hair
But I must explain the matter immedi-
ately though I dislike the idea of giving you
up to the absent John Peters, answered our
hero, with the same winning smile, 'especi-
ally as you have q natural antipathy to red
hair
Il don't see the use of explaining. Sup
pose we both keep quiet and let it 60 for
granted that we are cousins-what harm can
there be in it,
sAnd then suppose he, thinking me cous-
in John Peters should insist on our being
married before the egenuine John Peters comes
from Baltimore
'Oh it would be delightful do so hate
to marry my cousin John, besides like you
a thousand times better. There isn't the
least romance in marrying ones cousin, ea-
peeially such cousin as John Peters, of
Baltimore
Here Bella laid her pretty white hand on
his arm and said:
But you don't care for me; of course you
wouldn't like to be married just to please
me. I don't blame you either, for I would
Mt marry cousin if could helpit.
'On the contrary cried John, clasping
the little hand warmly, Il would give the
world for that happy privilege.
Then you must promise to keep still and
let the matter rest as it is. You will do it,
won't your
Most certainly answered John, Of ii
please you
On his return, and to his no little delight,