The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-02-11
N, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY IL, 1864.

he thought of her playing the piano, and
: Knowing French, and being up to all man
ner of accomplishments.
j She's beautiful! y cries the old gentle
man, who was in such a terrible hustle that
} he was all in a perspiration She has a
graceful carriage, an exquisite shape,a sweet
voice, a countenance beaning with anima-
ton and expression; and the eye he says,
rubbing his hands, of a startled fawn.
j tom supposed this might mean, what was
called among his circle of acquaintance, "a
game eyes and with view to this defect
inquired whether the young lady had any
cash.
She has five thousand pounds cried the
old gentleman. But what Of that? A word
in your ear. | am in search of the philoso-
piers stone. | have very nearly found it
not quite tt turns everything into gold;
that's it's property
! 'FHom naturally thought it must have a
deal Of property; and said that when the
old gentleman did get lie hoped he'd be
careful and keep it in the family.
Certainly he says, of course. Five
thousand pounds What's five thousand
pounds to US What's five million ? he
Says. What's five thousand million? Mon
ley will be nothing to us. We shall never
be able to spend it fast enough.
Well try what we can do, sir says
Tom
1--WE will, sir says the old gentleman.--
Your nameF 2
''Grigg, says Tom.
''IIhe old gentleman embraced him again,
very tight; and without speaking another
word dragged him into the house in such
an excited manner that it was as much as
Tom could do to take his link and ladder
with him, and put them down in the pass
age
Gentlemen if Tom hadn't always been
remarkable for his love Of truth, think you
would still have believed him when he said
all this was like dream. There is no bet
ter way for man to find out whether he is
really awake or asleep, than calling for some
thing to eat. If he is in a dream, gentle
men, he'll find something wanting in the
flavor, depend upon it.
"Tom explained his doubts to the old gen
tle,nen, and said if there was any cold meat
in the house it would ease his mind very
much to test himself at once The old gen
tleman ordered up yenison pie, a small
ham, and a bottle Of very old MADEIRA. At
the first moutlfuI Of pie, aud the first glass
f0f wine, Tom snacks his lips and cries ont,
I'm awake--wide awake; and to prove that
he was so, gentleman, he made an end Of
em botlt
''When Tom had finished his meal (Which
he never spoke Of afterwards without tears
in his eyes, the old gentleman hugs him
again and says Noble stranger! Let us
visit my young and lovely niece. Tom, who
was little elevated with wine, replies, The
noble stranger is agreeable! At which
words the old gentleman took him by the
hand, and led him to the parIor, crying as
he opened the door, Here is Mr. Grigg, the
favorite of the planets.
Il will not attempt a description Of female
beauty, gentlemen, for every one Of us has
a model of his own that suits lis own taste
best. In this parlor that am speaking Of
there were two young ladies'; and if every
gentleman present viii imagine two models
of Lis own In their places, and will be kind
enough to polish oIl up TO The very highest
pitch Of perfection, he will then have a faint
conception of their uncommon radiance.
besides these two young ladies, there
was their waiting woman, that under any
other circumstances Tom would have looked
upon as Venus; and besides her, there was
tall, thin, dislnaI-faced young gentleman,
half man and halfbOy, dressed IN childish
suit of clothes, very much too short III the
legs and arms, and looking, according to
TOMS comparison, like one Of the wax .juye
niles from a tailor's door, grown up and
run 10 seed. Now, this youngster stamped
hiss loot upon the ground and looked very
6ercely at Tom, and Tom looked very fierce
+D +aII he t,-,7&b
Tom more than half suspected that when he
entered the Dom lie was kissing one Of the
young ladies' and fer anything Tom knew
you observe, it might be his young lady
which was nos pleasant
Sir says Tom, before we proceed any
further, will you have the goodness to inform
me who this young standardization cali
ed him that for an agrgavation,you perceive,
goutlemen-'may be P
THAT, Mr.. Orig says the old gentle
man, is my little boy. lie was christened
Calico Isaac Newton Flamstead. Don't mind
him. He's mere child.
d" a very fine child, too, says Toin---stilI
aggravating, you'll observe-'of his age,
and as good as fine, have no doubt. How
do you do, my man ?" with which kind and
expressions, Tom reached up to
pat him Oh the head, and quoted two lines
about little boys, from d.. Watts Hymns,
which he had4earned at Sunday School.
lit was very easy to see, gentlemen. by
this youngsters frowning, aud by the wait
ing maids toss ing her head, and sticking up
her nose, and by the young ladies turning
their backs and talking together at the 9th
er end Of the room, that nobody but the old
gentleman took very kindly to the noble
stranger. Indeed, Tom plainly heard the
waiting maid say Of her master that so far
from being able to read the stars, as he pre-
tended, she didn't believe he knew his letters
in lem, or, at best, that he had got no fur
ther in EN- than words iii one syllable; but
Tom not Winding this, (for he was in good
spirits after the Maderia,) looks with an
agreeable air towards the young ladies, and,
kissing his hand to both, says to the old gen
tlesuan, which is which:
z. This says the old gentleman, leading
ont the handsomest, if one Of 'em could pos
sibly be said to be handsoner than the 9TH
er-this is my niece Miss Fannie Barker.
" If you will permit me, miss, says Tom.
being a noble stranger, and a favorite Of the
planets, viii conduct myself as such.
with these words he kisses the young
lady IN very af1abie way. turns to the old
gentleman, slaps him on the back,a and says,
When's it to come of, my buckT
The young lady colored SO deep. and her
lip trembled so much, gentlemen, that Tom
really thought she was going to cry. But she
kept her feelings down, and turning to the old
gentleman, says, Dear Uncle, tho you have
the absolute disposal ofmy hand and fortune,
and tho you mean well in disposing Of EN-
thus, ask you whether you don't think this
is a mistake? Don't you think, dear uncle
she says, that the stars must be in error? Is
it not possible that the comet may have pat
'em out?"
'FThe stars, says the old gentleman, could
not make q mistake if they tried. Emma
he says, to the other young lady.
Yes papa" says she.
The same day that makes your cousin
Mrs. Orig, will unite you to the gifted Mooney.
No renonst rancho tears Now. Dir. Grig,