The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1862-04-24
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OR, now BACHELOR WAS WON

little Brown Face laa gsae Fire !;
OR, HOW BACHELOR WAS WON.
My cousin, Arthur Langley, was a confirmed
old bachelor-at least, so he said, and so all his
acquaintances believed; but why he was 60 was
profound mystery. He was rich and hand
some, of une xceptionable family, and entirely
independent of control. Without being schol-
ar, he was we'll informed without having dab
bled in art, he was an ardent admirer Of its
works and his address, though not strictly
polished, was slngularly fascinating. [ often
wondered that he remained so gentle and unaf
fected amid the increasing homage which he had
received from his birth. As a child nothing in
or out Of the house was too good for "Mars Ar
thur and his negro nurse hid, he'd and stole for
him in Il manner which threatened seriously to
confuse bis notions Of right and wrang. As a
boy at school and youth at college, he won
universal favor, and he had scarcely entered So
ciety when he became an acknowledged idol
Countless were the superb dresses, jewels and
iaces that were selected and worn with reference
to his supposed preferences, and numberless
were the books read upon his chance recon
nlendation. Many a drawing and singing mas
ter was aided in his toilsome way bg The Iecol.
lection of this favorite beau, and his random
word helped more than one sad eyed foreigner.
French and Italian, to fill his class with remun-
erative if not studious pupils. But could not
perl Give that Arthur felt the slightest touch of
the grand passion, and III time the girls grew
tired of their worship, and looked about for less
impracticable subjects for their charms.
Rumor was busy with the cause of such mar
velous indifference. The spiteful said he was
scheiuing for money the sentimental, that death
had cut off the object Of his choice and the ro-
manufacturing, / fear, to sly hints dropped by
himself-believed he had fallen in love with a
portrait in the shop window of picture dealer
IL Florence, and that he was seeking the origi-
nal III sOrrowful earnest Nothing could well
be further from the truth than these conjectures,
for the simple fact WAS that be had never seen
the most loveable side of womanhood His
mother died when he was very young, and his
aunt ealthy and stylish widow, took charge
of the household She tancied herself a model OF
fidelity, and she did really live up to her own
standard, which was not oppressively high. She
counted the silver ever" Saturday, and busted
daily the rare and delicate decorations of the
drawing rooms, attended scrupulousIy to the
fitting Of the chidTen's clothing, and never fail
ed to be present during their dancing lessons.
! When my uncle fell ILL., she fdgeted about his
room in tasteful morning dress, and when he
died she attended him to the grave in becoming
mourning. Josephine Langley prohted by her
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/ tiful and she became elegant and accomplished
After reigning in society one season, she mar.
ried millionaire, who would have sneered al
| the possibility of loving his own wife, and who
married her simply because she would be an ap
proprate flush to his magnificent mansion
There Arthur saw cold, glittering sefshness
running through word and deed. He saw it in
silly extravaganza and reckless waste, in time
and money withheld from the poor and suffer.
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quarrels, harsh reeriminatioIs and mean com
piances. The respectable disguised him, and
when, in the brilliant circle in which he moved
he found one lovely girl becoming more pleas
ing o him than another, he recalled some scene
| witnessed beneath the roof of his brother-in-law,
and the tenderness faded from his dream, and
his air castles vanished So he tried to content
\ himself with his bachelor establishment--a suit
of noble rooms in a great lodging house. His
cook, Pierre, was fat, dextrous and thievish
and Adolph, his body servant helped Pierre
drink his wine, and wore his shirts and waist
coats. / dlsliked Pierre, but Adolph was my
abominatiOn-there was so much self-conceit
under his demure and reyerential manner, and
such cool cunning under his pretended eager
ness to serve. More than once | attempted to
procure his dismissal, but Arthur said that the
rascal amused him that he took him for bis
skill, not his honesty, ana that he should keep
him as long as he could maintain undisputed
possession Of his hats, boots and gloves.
Affairs stood thus when Mr. Hamilton, dis
taut connection of the family, invited Arthur tC
spend week with him in the country at 'The
/ Grove"-sO he had named his estate. Owing
to mistake in the date of the invitation, AR.
thur arrived sooner than he was expected, and
all the guest chambers were occupied, so that
he was put in Jennie Hamiltons, she having
gone out for the night. He was conscious of a
peculiar pleasure the moment he entered, the
apartment, although he could not perceive its
cause. cheerful wood fire blazed on the white
hearth, sending rudy light to the four corners
deepening the hue OF the crimson curtains and
giving mellow tint to the light colored paper
the toilette service, and the drapery of the bed
In front was lady's sewing machine chair, and
near 1t, on a rosewood stand, was brown wo, K
basket its bag tied with scarlet ribbons the long
ends Of which fell over the edge with a couuet
fish grace. The cover was partially lifted, fol
Jennie had been called IN haste to visit a moo,
old woman in the neighborhood, and had left
behind her two Or three slight marks of the hur
~ OF her departure. The desire to examine il
was irresistible, snd-I regret to confess it
Arthur peeped. How dainty and yet how con
YeHient everything was within The very gen.
Jus of comfort sat in the gittering thimble, nest
led in the housewife with It's needles its scissor;
Of various sizes, its wax and tapes, and glanced
from the spools smoothly packed in the inlaid
; spool box new thought came into Arthur's
mlnd,and the popularity Of true union between
usefulness and taste presented itself to him fol
the hrst time. How wonderful the revelation
appeared to him. IN the eagerness of discovery
his scrupies vanished. First he drew out
J, neatly mended stocking He handled it as if i
had been some rare piece of jewelry, and turned
1t over and over again, marking every winding
of the enmesliDO and strenof baniuO thraa r 2