The weekly Ottumwa courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1857-1872, 1865-08-10

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Dinwiddie, how happens 1t that you con-
descend, in times like these, to patronize a
Yankee artist, When Colonel Pegrarn
comes, you must take down that picture
and hide it." .e.5asyis.D 20 af3 2''' "' ".
Barbara started and blushed. "'.'3 '''"
'What do you know, sir, Of Colonel Pc
gram?'ag'aas afEsa a..u gd.wg
Nothing, except that he is fortunate
man, unless Rumor bellies him. .'''''.-'
''If you refer, sir, to that foolish report
i'm regard to myself which was current last
winter, I beg to. assure you there is no
truth i'm it." "...a,,iu5ta., .f .rau5zs ''.' '''''
. "Not nop, perhaps" m.t aa8 Esg
"Neeer shall it be truer' exclaimed Bar
bara, starting up and pacing the floor.
"Excuse me,' said the Captain, also ri
sing;--''excuse me, if have been imper-
tinent on SO slight an acquaintance,
lie had his hat in his hand, and walked
towards the door. .t.-.., .5
'Deuce take the fellow! can't he stay pa
tently here five minutes?' thought Bar
bara. She dropped the rose she had been
holding. The Captain picked it up and
offered it. .., -....... ...,-r
"Keepit, sir, if you think itworth WHILE"
said Barbara,-driven to this incipient i'm
proprietv by the vague apprehensions ex-
cited by her fathers letter.
"Thank YOU replied the Captain, so
taken by surprise that he forgot his mill
tary laurels, and showed faint heart by a
blush. '. H.
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Barbara esteemed it very charming
symptoms: and as the Captain. with his one
unwounded arm, tried rather awkwardly
to put the flower i'm the button-hole of his
w;istcoat, she stepped up with "Let me
aid you; and. taking from her own dress
pin, fastened the rose nicely as near as
she could to the beating heart Of the i'm
perilled soldier. Alas! ifhis thoughts had
been put into words, he would have solilo-
quized, Look here, Captain, I'm afraid
you are deporting yourself very much like
"A simpleton. Pluck up a spirit, mani"
''There! I'm sure lis very becoming"
quoth Barbara, mschievously. IT, '"i''
You see how convenient it is to have
two hands, returned the Captain. "And
your having two hands, Miss Dinwidde,
remind" Inc that your piano stands open.
showing its teeth, as if it, smiling, wanted
to say. Come. play on me- i"'~.
"NNhat a lucky ideal" thought barbara.
"Now have him. and will hold him. He
shall get enough of it. When will pa come,
I wonder? Are You fond of music, Cap
tain Penrose?'' @F'It'' .-'' ..' -
"Yes; used to be a performer before l
was disabled '.''. ''.'.f" -#i.# '
"But your voice is not disabled. You
sing?'' ~."'H r''' "' ''..' @ l.a,"
IA little; but I'm ont of practice 49,.
sn4''No matter. Come! Here's martial
piece, suitable for the times: TO Greece
We give our shining blades.'" '"o..r % /. '
1t WAS one of the Captains fnvorites: and
as the two voices. resonant ana penetra-
trating. rose on the chorus in perfect ac-
cord, the singers Thought they had never
sung so well before. and each attributed il
to the excellent time of the other. Nero
and another person listened at the aperture
of the folding doors: Nero, who was nnu-
steal. going through show of vehement
applause. and throwing himselfahout I'm n
manner that would have made his fortune
;ts an Ethiopian MINSTREL Fr'-a. r.'t-r
Other songs followed i'm rapid succ sssiOn:
and when the Captain sang "Annie Law
rie, CON erpres$iORe. accompanying him
self on the piano with one hand Barbar,
exclaimed, with a frank burst of genuine
admiratiOn.- rf .s.. ." -...
"Oh, but you sang that sIperblv!'
She had quite forgotten her anxiety V about
her fathers return. .. s.
Then they talked of the popular compo-
scrs: and from music their conversation
glanced on literature; and from literature
the Captain ventured on the dangerous
ground Of politics. ."..-st" s.s-.t
Are you uincorrigibiya rebel?" he asked.
Barbara looked down. She feared that
any confession of change i'm her notions
would seem too much like insincertv.
''Now I'm going to lecture you," he con-
tinued. "Are YOU not reioiced that Mary
land is a free State? that no longer on this
soil n man has power to rob fellow man
of his labor. and to shoot him down, if he
lifts a hand in opposition to brutal oppres-
sion? Does not your generous heart tell
Won that the system under which snch in
Justice is organized is wrong. rnchristian.
develish? Arewenot well rid of the cursc?''
Barbara looked mp, and responded in a
hearty, emphatic Yes. aH.g - Ta
But" she added, my conversion is re-
cent. And who do you suppose converted
me?' .... .....-......... ....... .f...- -
II cannot imagine" ..-~ H.t q.
Here Il door was thrown open, and Mr..
Dinwiddie entered. The perfdious man
had been listening. Captain Penrose
glanced guiltily at the clock, and saw, to
his CONSERVATION, that two hours had some
how unaccountably slipped away. Some
~ have been a loiterer, you see, Mr.. Din
widdie," he said; "but the fault is your
daughters. Twill now take my leave"
I'VE shall be.happy to see YOU again.
said Barbara, glancing assent to nod
"Yes, Captain Penrose." said Dinwid-
die, II hope you'll not drop our aequaint-
ance, Notwithstanding the circumstances
under which it was made.'' ~ .....,
~ shall esteem any circumstances for
tunate," replied the Captain, "that have
given me so agreeable avisit'; and, bow
ing, he left the room, and Barbara rang
the bell for Nero to open the outer door.
Sawed saved y cried Dinwiddie, sink
ing into chair, and covering his face with
his handkerchief ,g.r..... .s7..sHrf
Sawed? How saved ?" asked Barbara,
alarmed. eEa.# .HNw#
':But no." exclaimed DinMiddie, start
ing up with a very tragic expression
perhaps it was but transient pow-pow
tod Ia,