Randolph County journal. [volume] (Winchester, Randolph County, Ind.) 1855-1862, 1860-08-02
BLUE EYES HIND A VAIL


cEOSS-Wnlcn WAS likewise nptuiH8
new. So he retired behind his news
paper, and devoured his eggs and
toast, without yoncn>aing any reply.
save unsocial mono~y llable>. to the
gentle remarks of the iresh-looking
little baby opposlte-Mrs. Edge. to
wit. But she was gathering together
her forces for grand hnal onslaught
and when at length Mr. Edge hal got
down to the last paragraph. and laid
aside his ru>tling sheet. it came.
Dear, didn't yon say you were go
ing to leave me a hundIed dollars Tor
my fnrs to-day.
What furs?' (Rather shortly was
spoken.
Those new saLles. dea my old af-
fairs are getting shockingly shabby,
and | really think
oh. pshawl what's the use of being
so extravaganza | haven't any money
Just now to Law out in useless follies.
The old furs are good enough for any
sensible woman to wear
Mrs. Edge. good, meek little soul as
she was, relapsed into obcdient silence;
she only sighed soft, inward sigh,
and presently began on new tack.
Henry, will you go with me to
aunt's tonight
Can't you go alone?'
Alone! how would it look?' Mrs.
Edges temper-ior she had one, though
it didn't often parade itself-was fair
ly aroused. You are SO neglectful Of
those little attentions you use'l TO pay
me once-you never walk with ne.
nor pick up my handkerchief. nor no.
tice my dress, as you did once!'
We'll, fellow can't be for ever
waiting ON women, can hep growled
Mr. Edge.
You could be polite enough to Miss
Waters last night, when you never
thought of asking me ii | wanted any
thing, though you knew perfectly well
that | had the headache. | don't be.
lieve ycu care SO much for me as you
used to-
And Mrs. Edge looked extremely
pretty, with tears in her blue eyes. and
quiver on the round. rosy lips.
.Pshawl' said the husband, precise.
ly. Now, don't be silly, Maria
And in the stage. yesterday. you
never asked me ii was warm enough
or put my shawl rom me, while Mr.
Browne was SO very atlectlonate To hi'
wife. 1t was mortilying enoue h. Hen
ry--it was. indeed!
Il didn't know women were sucl
fools, said Mr.. Edge, steInly. as he
drew on his overcoat To escape the
TEN pest he saw rapidly impending =
/ Am | the sort OF man To make +,
ninny of myself doing the polite To any
feminine creature? Did YOU ever know
me to Le conscious whether n woman
had on a shawl or a swallow tailec
coat?
Maria eclipsea the blue eyes benin,
a little pocket Handkerchief. and Hen
~. the savage. banged the door louC
enough To give Betty, IN the kitchen I
nervous st.lt.
Raining again! | do believe weir
going To have a second edition Of th,
deluge.' said Mr. Edge To himself tha
evening. as he insconsed his six lee
OF iniquity in the southwest corner o
a car at the City Hall. Go ahead
conductor. can't you? what are yo'
waiting for? Don't you see we ar
full, and its dark already?'
In one minute, sir, said the con
ductor. politely. as he helped a littl
woman, with basket, on board
Now. sir. move up bit, if yo'
please
Mr.. Elge was exceedingly comfort
able, and didp't like TO move up. bu
the light of the lamp. just ignited
falling fully on the pearly forehea
and shining gold hair of the new com
er. he altered his mind, aud did NOV
mp.
What lovely eyes!' quoth he men
tally. as she bestowed single at
knowledging smile. Real violet blu,
the very color admire most. Bles
mel what business has an old marie
man like me thinking about eyes?-
What would Maria say. the jealou
little mink? There--she's drawn
coniounded veil over her face. and Ill
: ligh, is as dim as tallow-dipl b.
those were pretty eyes
: The fair pos>e,sor of the eyes shi,
q cred slightly. and drew her mantill
closer round her shoulders.
; Are you cold, Miss Pray. hone
meeby wearing my shawl. | don
! need it at all myself
She did not refuse-she murmure
: some faint apology for troubling. b,
it was not refusal.
No trouble, net a bitp said he wit
!, alacrity. arranging it on the tap'
shoulders. and thJn a. the Young lad
handed her fare TO the conductor,
: said to himself, what slender. lov,
r ly little handl Ii there's any thing
e admire in a woman it's a pretty han
Wonder what kind af mouth she
e got? 1t must be delightful il it co
d responds with the hair and eyes,
e Plague take that vaill'
: But plague whoever that mystir
power may be. did not take possessic
n of the provoking vail. SO Dir. Edge
e curiosity about the mouth Of the blu
: eyed damsel still remained ungrstifie
; Have you room enough. Miss
n fear yon arc crowded. Pray. cit Ii
tie closer to me-
J. Thank you. SIR was the soft r
: ply. coming from behind the veil.
Mr.. Edge rapturously redcc;e,l--'Lil