The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1860-02-01

for was determined Fred should not out
wit me this time. gr1
"Miss Langworth, shall we have a
game? We can play against Fred and
your-friend' -
Miss Langworth acceded graciously,
and I instructed her in the mysteries of
counting up; for, strange to say, she
knew nothing about it, aud I gothic balls
and placed them in her somewhat bony
hands, and cried bravo when she knock
ed down a pin, and looked out of the
corner of my eye to see the other. little
woman roll, which she did like Trojan.
I must confess, 1 was Disconnected; but
I reflected that bowling was a somewhat,
masculine accomplishment, and that the
lady who could make a ten-strike might
be able to knock her husband dowl with
equal grace and vigor. ,s.a
But, of course, Miss Langworth was
proficient in music, of which ! am fond.
No. she said, i kin neither play nor
slng-I couldn't nsver abear it, ,.s-s..
Miss Jenny could, however; and
straightway executed one of Beethoven's
sonatas in mastery style. as.sz
Fred was in raptures But talked all
the more to Miss Langworth, who told
me she was not cold-hearted, but she was
afraid to marry, because everybody knew
her pa would hand her over five hundred
thousand on her wedding day, and she
was afraid they wanted her for her
money. 40
\ Dear creature. how loved her-how I
burned to assure her of my disinterested
affectionl How I, longed to ask her. to fly
with me to some green isle with the FIVE
hundred thousand in her pockeD, and
live, the world forgetting. by the world
forgot in q brown stone palace. in that
remote corner of the beautiful isle Of
Manhattan, known as Fifth Avenue.
What orders I'd give Granch, my tailor!
what team I'd drive! and wouldn't l
have yacht, and belong to q club, and
drink Eve bottles of champagne a; dinner
every day?
All this happiness within my grasp. and
nothing needed to secure it but the mo-
mentary absence of Fred and that disa-
greeable Miss Jenny, who was tiitering
again. ,s
The ladies propose SAIL said Fred.
will you go, Jim?' :
of course I would: and I, wrapping
Miss Langworth in shawl, for the day
was cool, we started down d winding path
shaded by overarchiDg trees, and descend
ing few stone steps, found ourselves on
fue grayelly beech, on which lay the
boat high and4dry. :
We soon got her of-that is; Fred did
for he was stalwart fellow, aud l didn'
wish to soil my new pautaloons-an We
helped the ladies' into the boat-then
discovered that Miss Langwofth had s
large ankle. but it failed to dampen pI
love. scorned to be Influenced by sucl
worldly considerations, and I grew ever
more devoted to Miss Langworth, wh'
leaned up heavily against me, while Free
and Miss Jenny rowed.
! The aforementioned lady, after shor
time, proposed that we should run tn
boat up in little inlet, and make on
way home by another and more circuitou
route, the whole distance being about tw
miles. f
She wants Fred to pop the question,
thought; poor fellow! but I'm obliged I
her; 1 shall have chance to propose t
t Miss Langwo.th,' and so seconded tn
J move with ardor. s.- a.
Fred agreed of course. and Miss Lang
1 worth said La, yes! she didn't care;e an
getting out, the lady and myself Wake
{ on slowly behind Fred aud Miss Jenn.
: who were speedily out of sight. g
y Now was my time.
How beautiful all this isl said I, IAN
:; yet it makes me sad, Miss Langworth.'
= Dear me, does it give you the rheums
tism? Folks do say It's damp here, but
l. never feel it,
o Rheumatism of the heart, Miss Lang
worth I answered Tomorrow I lea,
you; should I ever (Which is improbable
y revisit this spot, on whose arm should
q find you leaning, then?'
u Miss Langworth said, archly, she WI
d sure she couldn't tell.
u "A husbands. perhaps continued,
my deepest bass voice; some fortuna
a being, who. unlike me, may be esteeme
70 worthy to possess that priceless treasure
1t I meant the five hundred thousand dollar
Is but / said-'your heart
> Il shall never marry she said, faint
s. oh, say not so,' cried, about to- sir
IL on one knee; but looking down, / So
% that it was muddy. Say not so, brigh
est and best of beings. Drive not TO de
At pair (seizing her handy one who loves "
& SO fondly. Give me butthe faintest glea
of hope-say but that you will be mir
! after years of toll shall have enabled L
"a {, to ask your hand of your father, and
III will go forth, more joyfully than ever
ever horse went to water
- That wasn't very poetical; but cou
= think of nothing else. Speak, dearest
, only one word.'
: Miss Langworth had hidden her ia
behind her handkerchief, out she gasp
% out: