Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1859-11-25


trust what you have told me, = answer
ed Mr.. Cushman, quietly, smiling into
his blazing face.
s"Be careful, sir, be careful" mutt
tered the young man, chagrined beyond
expression, as he looked around him
and saw how many were laughing at his
expense, Sarah among the number.
"You can keep quiet awhile, sir. But
first sit along on your seat . little.
The lady wishes to see the speaker"
The old gentleman did as he was re-
quested, first whispering q few words in
the ear of Cyrus Roberts, and then cast
ing . good-natured, nlischievous smile
into the blushing face of his daughte',
who repaid the look with ten-fold inter-
est. In few moments the lecture
commenced, and the little affair was
seemingly forgotten. Yet had one
cared to have watched the expressive
face Of :, Sarah Cushman, he would
have seen how she sank contemptuous-
| ly from the man at her side, and repaid
his least attention with glances Of with
ering scorn- .
As the speaker took his seat, and
before the loud applause Of the audi
ence had died away, Sarah bent for
ward and laid her hand upon the arm
Of her father, saying, in voice that
was clear and distinct amid the confu-
sion:
'sMy father, Mr.. Lacy. Mr.. Lacy,
my father, Mr.. Cushman."
"I-your father-I wasn't aware
that he was in town."
! s'He returned three or four days
since, and at last have the pleasure Of
presenting you to him. You wish to
speak with him upon important bust
ness-very important to you and me-
and I'm sure you will never have o bet.
ter opportunity than the present. You
can take him home in your sleigh, if
if-Mr. Roberts will allow me to &C.
company him." she added, confusedly'
sWith pleasure" replied Cyrus
stepping forward, and Offering her his
arm, while an arch smile lit up his
handsome face. -+ fi'
81 ride home with him!!" exclaimed
! Mr.. Cushman, looking contemptuously
upon the confused face of Lacy. "No
I'd walk dozen miles this very night
as cold as the weather is, rather thar
: have that popinjay carry me single
: step! You can 60, Mr.. Wyman, ane
if you want any thing to remember thi'
little incident by, you can take my vel
vet coat collar -
"But, father, you do not treat thu
gentleman courteously. Remember
that he has business with you"
! "Ah, excuse me, sir, I'll listen t.
you now," said the old gentleman, fol
lowing step or two after the rattle
Drained swell, who sneaked away int
the crowd. "You will have to explain
it to me after ALL" he added mischiev
iously, turning to his daughter.
1 But, ali, excuse me father" sh'
stammered, confusedly.
i $50 I will, my dear. Bless you
heart, you wouldn't see your old fathe
'bused! I'll always remember that O.
you yes, just as long as I live. B.
charitable with her, Cyrus, and thinl
Of that, when you feel disposed to BLAME
her for this little freak Of fckleness.'
The pleasant, manly face of Cyrus
bore no traces of malice as the anxiou!
father glanced into it, and an hour
after, as he sat by Sarah's side before
the glowing CRATE, and she begged him
over and over again to forgive and for
get her foolishness, there was nothing
but tenderness in his voice, as he said
j "By my love, Sarah, l do forgive
you, and by my love, | promise te
forget"
j At that moment gray head came
through the door, and a happy, genial
face smiled in upon them, while voice,
rich, hearty, thrilling, broke out with
.sBless her! she wouldn't see her
old father 'bused-no- bless her !"
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