The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1860-04-26
From Three to Five:
OR A DRIVE IN WASHINGTON.

had just returned from boarding-school
had returned ''young lady" a debutante,
or what you WILL A young lady Of two
years experience called for me to drive.
felt very Insignificant as I sat by her side in
the carriage; for, though my bonnet was
prettier, and my dress as handsom, did not
have the same ''air'' as my companior-
She looked so fashionable, as helollad back
easily on the seat, and her lips had such a
superb little curl.
"Where would you like to go?" asked
Miss Caxton. Poor, innocent little me
Oh! out in the country somewhere, I sup
pose" ~ ~.
"Out in the country, child; you are era
zy."'
"Well, then, anywhere YOU please"
"Down the Avenue, Of course. Martin"
Ito the foot MANI, "to Gautier's."
So to Gauter's we went, where we got out
bought quantities of bonbons, picked up a
friend of Miss Caxton's, and drove on.
"Ada, did you see Favio yesterday ?' said
Miss Caxton to her friend
"Yes; and whom do you think he was
walking with?"
"Can't possibly guess. Annie Poole, per-
haps."
"You are far from the mark. That Miss
Thompson"
"The horrid creature Why she has got
snub nose"
"Snub!I shoull think it was. And
would you call her eyes black? Think they
are as ugly gray as ever saw"
well, Ada" changing suddenly to the
elegant. "we will not discuss Miss Thomp-
son. Who is that man? What "a splendid
moustache 2"
''How he would look taking SOUP said
Ada who happened not to like moustach-
es!''
'Doa't be disagreeable. Who is he ?"
81 should say he was gambler" said
Ada.
Cant you tell who's who better than that
said MSS Caxton, looking scornful.
"Why he bowed to you," said Ada, turning
suddenly to me.
|, foolish child blushel terribly, and muir
mured something about having met him in
New York
"What is his name ?" asked Miss Caxton,
told her, "Sydney Elton"
ELTON, ahn'
"Are you engaged to him?" asked Ada.
Now was that fair question: But was
engaged to him, and could not tell a fib.
1t seems that Miss Ada had a passion for
hearing about engagements and all apperta-
ming to them, so she pounced eagerly upon
poor me and demanded the whole story.
declared there was non to tell.
"Where did you first see him, at the ope'
?" she asked.
eyes" ...
swell, and what else ?"
"Don't tease the child" said Miss Caxton.
'.Here comes Favio now let US ask him to
ride"
So we stopped, and the smiling monsieur
stepped in. He was presented to me, and,
after stare through his glass, inquired il
this was my first visit to Washington.
washington is my home," | answered,
'Ah Mees Caxton, how charming you
appear; your co,leur is fine."
s'Many thanks" said Miss Caxton, sim,
pering. 81 imagined was pale"
"Ah, non like a rose"
"There goes that ugly Miss Thompson,
said Miss Caxton. "Are you acquainted
with her, Ada p
"She doesn't belong to our SCI" answered
that young lady, with toss.
"Who," asked monsieur, somewhat eager
ly,"who is its'
"A Miss Thompson" said Miss Caxton
who pretended ignorance Of the fact that NJ
F,vio had been seen walking with her, "a
person we don't visit at all. Ugly, is she
nots Entirely devoid Of STYLE"
ugly! ugly - exclaimed monsieur
springing UP and gesticulating violently tC
the footman, "Mees Thompson uglys She |.
my-my-my-Iw wish good morning." Ant
poor NJ. Favio jumped from the carriage ant
ran after the abused Miss Thompson, whS