The Kenosha telegraph and tribune. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1859-1860, 1859-11-10
What a Pretty Little Hand.
BY MARY f. CLARKE.

We ~, tAANAS "oo oAC PSIlOu VI my lie, when
all my merits seemed to my own eyes insignif
cant and felt very modest not to say bashful.
1t was when was in love. Then sometimes
did not know where to put m hands and feet.
Did l mention that in the said hands and feet
consisted my greatest beauty They are both
small.
Three years ago, fell in love. l did not
walk into it quietly, weighing my idols pertec.
tons against her defects. fell in, head and
ears, two seconds after the introduction.
Mr.. Haynes, Miss Arnold" said mutual
friend, and 10 was desperately in love- She
was fary-like figure, with long brown curls
floating over snowy neck and shoulders, and
falling down on the waist of an enchanting sky
blue dress. Her large, dark blue eyes were
full of saucy light; yet, oh how tender au6
loving they could look.
OF all the provoking, stantalizing little CO
quotes that ever teased the heart of a poor man
Susy Arnold was the most bewitching. woe
pass an evening with her, and go home certain
that one more interview would make me tn,
happiest of men ; but the next time met her.
cool nod and Indifferent glance, threw down al
my castles. She was very cautious. Not ,
word did she drop to make me believe that sh,
loved me; and yet her hand would liuger il
mine, her color rise if I looked my feelings, ant
her eyes droop, to be raised again in an instant
full OF laughing defiance, She declared her in
tention to be an old maid most emphaticaIy ant
in the next sentence would add, 81 never dit
love, but if 1 should take fancy to anybody
should love him dearly !-dcariy! Though, "sh
would say, carslessly, 81 never saw anybod
yet worth setting my thoughts upon"
l tried thousand ways to make her betra,
some interest in myself Propose outright
could not. She had way, whenever tried it
Of looking in my face with an air of grave atten
ton, OF profound interest," that was equivalen
in its effect to knocking me down; it took al
the breath out of me.
One evening. while there, was seized Will
e. violent headache. told her was subject +,
such attacks and the gypsey, putting on 8
grave face, gave me a lecture on the subject o.
health, winding up with, "the best thing YOU
can DO Is to get wife to take care of YOU and
to keep you from over-study l advise you to
do it-ifyo can get anybody to have you. y
Indeed" said, rather piqued, "there are
only too many. 1 refrain from a selection for
ear OF breaking other hearts. How fond all the
ladies are of me !" 1 added, conceitedly, "th'o
can't see that / am particularly fascinating. /"
Neither can !" said Susy, with an air of per-
ect simplicity.
Cant you ?" said I, 81 hoped-hoped, =
Oh that dreadtully attentive face of hers
" That is, Miss Susy, l thought perhaos-Ob.
my head my head" and buried nv face in
the cushion
Does 1t ache so very badly ~ she asked ten
DERBY, and she put her cool little hand in amone
my curls. felt the thrill her fingers gave me,
all the way to the toes of my boots NY head
being really very painful was obliged to leave;
but all the way home, the soft cool touch Of
those little fingers fingered on my brow.
Soon after this, it became necessary for me
to leave home on business One thing was
certain, could not leave for months. nerhaps
tor years without some answer from Susy.-
Dressed in my most faultless costume, and full
OF hope, went to Mr.. Arnold's Susy was in
the parlor, at the piano, alone She nodded
gaiiy, as | came in, but continued her song
1t was, 1--WE something sweet to tell you"
At the words, II love you l adore you!" she
gave me such glance. l was ready to pros
trate myself; but, sweeping back her curls with
a laughing defiance, she warbled, ''But I'm talk
ing in my sleep!''
Then" 1 cried, 'you love me when you
sleep May think so?
"Oh! yes, if you choose for Rory O'More
says that dreams go by contraries you know :
sat down beside her. 'Ah /! said, signing,
''Rory's idol dreamt she hated him"
Yes, said susy, that was the difference be-
tween his case and yours"
We chatted away for a time At last began,
g Miss Arnold, l came up here this evening to
tell you that I-I-,
Now she was listening. A bright thought
struck me: would tell her of my journey and
in the emotion she was certain to betray, if
would be easy to declare my love-
Miss Susy,' said II am going to Paris
tomorrow"
She swept her hands across the keys of the
piano in a stormy polka. tried to see her face
but her cnrls fell over it. 1 was prepared to
catch her as she faint ed, and comfort her if she
wept. l listened for the sobs l faucied the mu
SIC was intended to conceal; but throwing back
the curIs with sudden toss, she struck the asi
chord Of the polka, and said, gaily, i" Going
away2'
Yes, for some MONTHS
Dear me, how distressing Just stop at
my linen Diapers as you go home, and order
ne some extra pocket handkerchiefs for this
occasion, will you?'
'You do not seem to require Them" said
'ather piqued. II shall stay some months"
"Well, write to pa won't you2 Aud if you
ret married, or die, or anything, let US know
II have an offer to be partner in an Engli sh
)ank in Paris" said, determined to try her
and if l accept as have some thought Of do
ng. shall never return"
Her face did not change. The old saucy look
was there, as l spoke but noticed that one
title hand closed convulsively over her watch
,hain, and the other fell upon the keys, making
a discord.
Going away for ever" she said, with tone
hat made my heart throb
Miss Susy, hoped that you, at least, would
Mss me, and sorrow in my absence"
She opened her eyes with an expression of
profound Amusement.
Eyes it might change all y.plans, if my abb
sence would grieve you"
Change all your plansl"
Eyes, l ed-thought",
On tbs: esrnest. grave face. My cheeks
Ind hands seemed to swell, and L felt cold cbills
Ill over me. coald not 60 on. / broke down
or III. fhi,1 time