Muscatine weekly journal. [volume] (Muscatine, Iowa) 185?-1890, 1860-04-27

pulling his long moustaches and talk. |
ing the most insipid twaddle-sat and
sat. until Mark rose in despair to 60.
Even then he had no, opportunity to
exchange a private word with Lilly.
"You-you'll not forget" =;
| ooh, IN be sure ito remember
said she, smilingly, and half wondering
at that unusual pressure he gave her
hand. "Ladies often do provide their
bachelor friends So! 20 ,A ''.. ~,
Mark went home, the happiest indi-
yidual that ever trod . New York pave.
ment. Indeed, 80 great was his felic-- !!
ity that he INDUCED in various gym.
nastic capers indicative Of bliss, and
only paused in them at the gruf eau
ton Of policeman, who probably had
forgotten his own counting days
"Come, young man, what are 70. you
about % :. $50 ~. -: ~, . Es9El
"Was there ever q moro delicate way
of assuring nee Of her favorable con-
sideration? Was there ever more
feminine admission Of her sentiment !
OF course she, will come herself-an
angel, breathing airs from Paradise
and I shall tell her of my love. A house,
wife, oh, the delicious words Wonder
what nsighborhood she would like me
to engage residence - how soon it
would be best to name the day? Oh !
if l should awake, and, find it all a
blissful dream 20
Early the next morning Mr.. Thorn
brooke sat briskly to work, "righting
, up things" How he swept and busted
and scoured-the room was aired to get
rid Of the tobacco smokes, and sprinkled
5 with cologne, and beautifed generally.
3 And at length, when the dust was ell
swept into one corner, and covered by
a carelessly C) disposed newspaper, he
found the window glass murkey, and
polished it with such vengeance that his
, fist, handkerchief and all, went through,
sorely damaging the hand, and neces-
, stating the ungraceful accessory Of an
old hat to keep out the wintry blast fol-
the time being. However, even this mis-.
r hap didn't long damp his spirits, fol
$ was not Lily coming. " p
\ Long and YEARLY he waited, yet nj
tinkle at the bell gave warning of he
e approach. "It's all her sweet femin
l inc modesty," thought he, and wa
l. content.
e| At length there was an appeal below
II and Marks heart jumped up into hi
y mouth, beating like reveille drum
e He rushed to the door, but there wa
l, no one but a little grinning black boy
II with box.
J. "Miss Raymond's compliments, an
- here's de housewife, sir" I'D
J. "The housewife, you little imp
le Erebus.'' @ nE
'e eyes, sir, in the box, all right 20
l. Mark skunk back into his room az
y opened the box, half expecting to see
s. full dressed young lady issue from it
20 ala Arabian Nights /; but not wa
only little blue velvet book, and flu
is Of odd compartments in azure silk
j. containing tape, needles, scissors, silk
a thimble, and all the nice little wor
D. table accessories!
ne "And she calls. this housewife !!
at groaned Mark, in ineffable bitterness 0
spirit at the downfall Of his brigh
visions. "But / won't be put Of so.
h. Desperation gave him courage, an
= off he HE'D to the Raymond mansion
,. determined to settle the matter if Their
l. we're forty Joneses and Esthers there.
IN But Lillian was alone, singing at he
y embroidery in tho sunshiny windo'
y easement. .
k "Dear me, Mr.. Thornbrooke, is any
e thing the matter %
a Perhaps it was the shadow from
e splendid crimson cactus plumes in tn
window that gave her cheek such del
i lcate glow-perhaps-but we have nj
n right to speculate.
It Eyes" And Mark sat down by he
IS side, and took the trembling, futterins
|, hand. "You sent me housewife thi
a morning 20
l. "Wasn't it right % faltered Lillian
II cit wasn't the kindl wanted at all!'
Or "Not the kind you wanted 20
al "No; prefer living one and
80 came to see if I could change it.
e. want one with brown hair and eyes.
" something, iu, short, Miss Lillian, jus
your pattern. Can't l have it 20
y Lily turned white and then red
le smiled. then burst into tears, and trie'
to draw away her hand, but Mark hell
Is it fast. -..- e..
ono, no, dear Lily /; first tell me
y can have the treasure l ask for.'
IS eyes," she said, with the pretties
i confusion in the world and then, in.
: stead of releasing the captive hand,
Il the unreasonable fellow took possession
h of the other, too. But as Lily did not
object, we suppose it was all right.
And that was che odd path by which
Mark Thornbrooke diverged from the
t walk of old bachelorhood, and stepped
into the respectable ranks Of matrimony.
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vER.-A correspondent, writing to an
) exchange paper from New York
speaks of the frauds perpetrated in the