Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1862-02-07

whole countenance. Why 'coudnt those
inquisitive women-kind attend to their
ice creams?
Cake, sir? Certainly. For party,
sir? Pound cake. lemon, almond"
No, no." l bawled; Z" want rcd,
ding. cakc!.'
20, | beg your pardon, sir" Uttered
the atrocious shopwoman. Was it real
ity, or did only fancy that tue litter was
echoed among the bonnets and furs be-
yond 7! However that might have been,
their mere apprehcusipn was suaoient IA
throw me into Il cold perspiration.
The next moment, however, the coun-
ter was heapcd with various temples Of
glistening white sugar, some wreatbed
with makc-belieye roses, some surmount-
ed with candy cupids, others pure white
masses Of icing. I surveyed them in a
state of hopeless bewilderment.
Perhaps, sir, it would be better il the
lady could come with you to select, +"
hazarded my enemy behind the counter.
could endure this badgering no long
er, but pounced upon gigantic pyramid
of sugar-hllies, from which peeped up a
tiny alabaster cupid.
II will take this; what is the price p
g Fifteen dollars, sir"
laid down the money, and never cx-
perienced so delicious a sensation Of re-
lief as at the moment when | thrust the
cupid, packed in a round wooden box,
under my arm and rushed out of the cs-
tablishment. How gladly delivered il
to the express agent, who tossed it on
one side, as carelessly as if the trans.
mission of wedding cakes were a matter
of everyday occurrence.
How dye do, Goldc? When is il
to come OFF,
F" When is 'ehat to come OFF," querried
I, considerably puzzled at my friend Ath-
erton's address.
" Your wedding, to be sure! All
you're sly dog, to keep us all in The
dark SO long"
q" You can't have been much more il
the dark than am at this moment, hth
erton What on earth do you meant
But Anterior only waggcd his head
knowingly, and rushed off in pursuit o
stage, saying something of which
only caught the disconnected fragments
my wife and "D'Artier's.'
Hang that wedding cake r. was my
internal ejaculation.
As Ipursued my speculative way tiny
gloved hand was held out from pass.
ing carriage.
+ "Ah, Mrs Everleigh, excuse me for
not seeing you before"
I'VE all know that love is blind" said
the lady smiling. Now l see why you
havn't been to see me in such an age .
/ All, you needn't look 50 unconscious --
My niece was at D'Artier's this morn
ing, and saw how particular you were in
the selection Of a certain 'article,.'
Before I could explain this piece Of
circumstantial evidence. there was a
movement in the clock" of carriages
which had caused the temporary deten-
ton Of NY fai- friend, and her equipnge
rolled away, with wave Of the pretty
hand within, and the archest of smiles
] stood looking after her, with an odd
sort Of impression that should wake up
presently to fnd myself married to some
body, whether or no; indeed, ! was not
altogether certain whether Mrs Code
was not waiting for me at home
How brilliantly the freight and gas
light iluminod that coy little room at
Lee Worccster's, with its pink-tinied
walls, and the crimson carpet, sprinkled
with small white buds. The piano was
open, strewn with sheets of music, just
as it had been left, its pearl keys glim-
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