The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1864-05-26

call me grandmama now" ill.,.
She stopped and kissed my forehead.
''This is John Tyrrell," said my father
''also one of u.s." .
She started with glad surprise, and hel
out both her hands to the blushing John
care you Gwyn Tyrrell ?" she asked.
q No, :, said my father sat least, / thin
not. He is the son of my old friend job
TyrrelI, of the Britannia l never hear
his name was Gwyn."
81 am SC anxious to find a MISSING
relative of ours--a Gwyn Tyrrell-tha
l seize upon every one of the name of Tyr
rell, in hopes may at last discover him. .
She then slowly dropped into chair.
s'Where is Beatrix y she asked, but in a
voice SO very low that only heard the las
syllable
What an odd name o thrught.
''Here | am mamma"
And tiny sprite of girl came for
ward who looked about my own age
though she was in fact some two year
older.
''Cone and speak to yoer new friends, my
dear this is Mr.. TyrrelI, add this il
"My nephew, l suppose }" said the CIR
laughing.
"Would you like to have it ?'' he said, a
she paused in her goodnight"
eyes"
But the kitten rebelled it did not seek {
change, which it feared would certainly MOI
be for the better.
John yielded to the kitten, in spite of the
wistful looks of the young lady.
Tomorrow it will know you BETTER" he
said, land then will give it you"
She went off, but was evidently not very
well pleased
81 would have given it you," l said, tri-
umphantly to her in the passage, $50 you
will like me best, won't your"
She did not answer me but | saw she
was meditating upon the subject, and as
felt certain that her meditations must end
in my favor, I left her.
1t was the pleasantest evening that had
been ever known at Thorold House. My
grandfather did not doze for a moment, and
was in COON humor, though awake. My
father was absolutely talkative. AS oil
soothes the rulfled sea, cream tempers the
asperities of black coffee, as elder down quilts
modify bare sofas, vas the effect of Mrs.
Thorold on us all and it was an influence
which never left us from that moment
Buried in an armchair, speaking only in
the lowest voice, and at intervals, she al
ways managed to maintain and direct con-
versation on the pleasantest subjects, which
were treated in the most velvety manner
After time, we younger ones were sent to
bed. l observed Tricksy linger moment by
Johns chair. He had been, as usual, quite
little pet kitten which
was always extremely fond of creeping af-
ter him to be fondled and caressed.
SLOW do you do, Miss Gywn ?" STAN
mered out John, taking the little hand she
offered him.
GLOW do you do, Aunt Tricksy? ?" said, l in
a ioud voice.
4 am sorry t. say that this piece of boy
ish folly was greeted with a shout of laugh
ter from my grandfather (who had just en-
tered, and stood beside his wife, from my
father, and from Mrs. ThoroId. But the
young lady looked dreadfuly abashed: she
blushed, and all but began to cry, and did
not let go Johns hand, as if it was some
support in such trying moment.
''You said he name was Tricks. | heard
you call her So"
''No, no-her name is Beatrix but you
are not far wrong, my boy. We did call
her Tricksy once and you may call her So
if you like.
~ beg your pardon, Aunt Tricksy," re-
oeated for | saw she was vexed.
She put her hand in mine for a moment,
put she kept aloof from me the rest of the
evening.
CHAPTER H.
said that Thorold House was dull
From that moment it ceased to be so. To
me the presence of Tricksy TRANSPORTED the
place. Inever wanted cornpanionship now ::
she was two years my senior. but in all games
and sports she was my contemporary. She
was far more childish than l was-she had
always lived a sedentary and quiet life in
a town; this freedom and out-of-door life
was perfect boon to her, she grew FAST roses
doomed out on her pale little cheeks, and she
became wild with health and spirits.
She soon became the darling of the house.
she and l became inseparable; and what de-
Iightful games, and jokes, and rides, and
we had! Her mother allowed her
entire liberty. | do not suppose Mrs. Thor
old ever contradicted any one in her life.
The only difficulty was, that she sometimes
assented to two wholly Incompatible propo-
sitions. When appealed to, she would fold
her white hands together and say, Settle it
among yourselves" She had taken most
incomprehensible fancy to John-she would
ask him sometimes to accompany Trlcksy
and me in our wild expeditions but we did
not like it. We were happier by ourselves.
am certain was and Tricksy was al
ways little naughty with him. 1t was i'm
possible she could be otherwise, he was SO
silent or SO formal with her he; Miss Gwynned
with me in teasing him-she always took
niy part when he and differed in opinion
as to some of my evil deeds. Shelaughed at
him most numerically used to pretend
to be little jealous of her mothers regard
for him in fact | must confess that some
times she was rather provoking in her con-
duct towards him.
/ remember one day we were all three ri
ding together. We two were in the widest
spirits, and had been racing. Tricksy was
absolutely fearless, and rode admirably.
81 wonder said she to me, eff we could
MT give John the slip, he rides in such jog
IIOLJ dDSShb az VIC Allob w w
we get to- we will leave the high road.
No sooner said than done. We turned to
the right, and our spirited little ponies flew
like birds down a lane.
"Would't l give anything to see Johns
face" she said.
Unfortunately she did not know, and had
forgotten, that the lane was almost cuy dt
sac. II ended ended in a water-mill. BY
the side of a foaming little stream was g
steep paved path, down which horse could
be led, but which it would have been certain
death to have galloped down. In fact, from
where we were, we could see no egress what
ever. At that moment there was a RAPID
gallop behind US.
Stop called out John. 'Stop; insist
upon it!
'No-no," said Tricksy.
But in a moment he had passed us, was
off his horse, with the reins around his left
and with bis right hand he was forcibly cur
bling in Tricksy's pony; and in spite of hel
anger-she threatened to cut him with he