The Burlington weekly hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington [Iowa]) 1860-1876, 1865-01-07

knows how TO bring in pretty sayings
abou: your face. eyes, hair, and figure, pick
mp kandkerckiefs, and almost an Aaron
Burr in helping woman into carriage.
His patent-leaiher boots were as bright
and polished as a steel mirror, and a foot,
small, Of course, to compare with his
brains. After a somewhat embarrassing
silence, the Doctor staInmered out with,
Really, Miss Herrick, am I to presume
that you have adopted your present style
Of costume?'
y ! an .5a,Iyy very happy 'o inform you that
You certainly don't intend to continue
I the wearing OF it?'
III do. Have yon any serious objection
to my dressing according to my bus iness?'
Pray. what business have you that re-
quires it?"
Merely that have volunteered 70 20 to
work and do something. I'm goin 10 take
care OF the garden this summer. Our for
iner gardener has gone to the army, and
there seems 10 be q demand for the spirit OF
our good old Revolutionary mothers. 1
am proud that there is enough OF il in me
10 assert its sway
/ ! could feel my cheeks flushing as L
! spoke. sickening leer hung around the
!. lips Of the Doctors mouth. he evidently
] failed TO see the point He had stuaied
medicine, obtained bis tile. bat never had
! the ambition or tact to distinguish himself
ness and thirty thousand dollars. He left
] with much fewer flou-ishes of his compli-
ments than usual. and was succeeded by
Mr.. Haywood. When he let, Mr.. Bower
came. and was not slow to ss.inise that
Cousin John had been using strategy
and giving my courage trial.
They all left with the impression that
was fast becoming a strong minded wo-
man, and altogether too solid for their soft
appliances Of compliments. My new COS
tune acted as an enetic upon the stomach
Of dear friends" for they quietly with
Among the latter was George Wayne. He
; was neither rich like Wilson, nor gallant
like Hayward. You could feel his good
ness better than tell it. It was something
indefinable, that pleased and satisfied. He
had good, hard sense. and that is worth
not turn up his nose at my determination,
but his fine grey ey 60 kindled with glow
OF honest admiration and enthusiasm, as
he said: II am glad, Jennie, there is one
woman in the village who has iadAoendenC0
/ and spirit to act in accofdaDce Wit. shg dsc-,
tates Of her better Judgment. ] p.As iesrN.
ful you belonged IN .he he Al tls sEiKQ1cEAs. Y
useless class or women 81 .coI2l xa5aA ASfs6I ~
the rich. Itriedt to believe ,thArvise. d
thank you that BY your schange pf paaaa
you have proved that you are = say v isll
all women We less enslaved by i@-ss as.,
My lady friends were apparently taken
! by storm. They wondered how could enA
dure TO have my hands Drowned by labor
and Low could wear calf skin boots-.-
They wonId much sooner tbidk q: me 70
ing 10 war than TO raking the garden. or
pincning the runners off sire " berry plarfl.
or Killing bugs on cucnmbers. or feeding
chickens. And no they lawdled away their
time upon such deleotables IS Wilson.
hayward, and troupe, rejoicing in pale
faces with spots Of rouge. and delightful
headaches and delicate health. o. -
contrary, for present enjoyment. am = l
healthy, r0sycheeked. red clipped, and han.
py as an English girl. My hands -
orown and hard, but stronger for the ~
ano, while my voice is fuller and clearer
than ever dared 10 hope it might ba..
can make capital bread and pastry, md .
xpect the finest straw berries III town.. &
Moreover, shall have forty dollars 70 nay
into my church for the Sanitary Comrhis-
sion, the amount saved by subs.itutiue
myself in Bridget's position. ~
For fear that some one may be malicdoua
enough 10 think that AM advertising n vta
newly developed virtues, and apply :pu a
place in my good graccs, I'll simaty Hi Il
tnat George Wayne, when at horne IA fj4sss
last farlough, took the precautior To s,,.ss.,s !
a life lease from the said b. Jenl7se. Has:
rick, including brown hands, h,ets s,ney .psxz
all, and when the war IL cx.r skn 81 w Z,
swear eternal allegiance to nlursegast'~.ssl
,Nes1 Yorker. 80 III
y Mrs. Damp, wife Of Sannel Janlp. aslio,f
tel keeper near Albany yrs murdered lasft
week ~ John p. Csdell and sou 0fSRo1 Il
husband, her husband meantime 1o0kk
on and encouraging theTn IN their Net1lisfS
work. After two unsuccessful a{tad1 = {d &
vicia;e her person, they drehched her with
cold water. and dragged hey BY the hsirN i
ter heed from her bed to the street. wha& q
they rubbed her with snow until Hh1svf65x
almostfrozen, and fractured her skulfWllN u
a pitcher. Mrs. Damp lived abou: tSen&( Ii
fo.r hours. The fellows were craxed MI K
rum al he time Of the murdsr. a aE Il
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