The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1867-06-06
The Left Slipper.

"BrOWn, turned out Win DIue. very
tasty, indeed, l should say"
"Meet me by moonlight alone"
"Who stole the slipper?
Need I say more. Mrs. Pottle
walking about the room, heard some
of these remarks, and gave me,
thought, look Of malicious triumph
tlBe merciful to a fellow for once,
said desperately, "and keep the af
fair secret, till I give you leave to
! split"
"When will that be?'' asked Harry
, Dawson.
"Give me a month, Harry, a month,
'And you'll let US know in a month
how it goes on?"
eyes, if I know myself"
\ 'Haley hasn't cheek enough to car
Try on cOurting," said Dawson. "He
| hardly knows what's what, or who's
| who, or when's when. 1 think, my
| boy, you'd best come to me for drill in
! the art. I've had plenty Of practice
and am up to a nice little thing or two.
| should advise you to get the other
| foot and have pair Of them"
you're a dreadful nuisance, Daw-
lson," said Frank Jones' "Let the
poor fellow rest in peace, and come
away home it's getting late"
| But I had no rest that night; for
continually that little slipper walked
round my bed, and over my chest, and
on my forehead, and round my bed
again.
Next day I thought Mrs. Pottle
| looked at her spoons and furniture
suspiciOusly, and appeared i'll at ease
the day after that l found her hunt
ing behind my sofa when came in to
| breakfast, and I ventured to say, care
you looking for anything, Mrs. Pot
! tie ?"
"WeIl, no sir, thank you, sir" she
said hesitatingly; and Immediately
went down stairs for the coffee pot.
When 1 returned home in the eve
ming there was a voting lady in the
passage talking to Mrs. Pottle but 1
passed up without a close investiga-
ton. Just as | turned the corner of
the staircase | heard these words in a
pleasant voice, 81 wish l could find it;
it is such a ridiculous thing to lose. ]
am almost sure I must have left it in
the parlor when I brought it down to
show grand mamma, and forgot to
carry it away. 1 am sorry to have
troubled you again, Mrs. Pottle, and
| it is Of no very great consequence"
GCbo1l I ocl- Nv TTo1aXr 2'3
30 no Of course if he had seen it,
he would have given it to you. It
wasn't his.' And she laughed a girl
iSh, silvery, merry laugh.
[ softly opened my room door and
went in. Would she think me thief,
then =? Who was she? The front door
closed after a Good evening, Mrs. Pot
tie, and I looked out of my window,
and watched her, then taking my hat
again, ran down, stairs, obeying a sud
den impulse, and followed her.
Soon she turned into a wide street,
then another, and then calling a cab,
she stepped into it; but I heard the
address, No, Il, Victoria Terrace. So
[ called another and followed her. On
we went till the terrace was reached,
and stepped out, dismissed the cab
man, and waited for Cinderella to
alight. A curious accident occurred
here; the horse took fright as the
driver descended to open the door, the
poor man fell on the pavement, and
the young lady, whose foot was on the
step, fell into my arms but could not
avoid her foot receiving a bad sprain,
though she acted bravely, like a true
heroine, and did not faint.
"You are hurt, I fear" I said, care
fully lifting her in my arms, and slow
ly ascending the steps. Just then the
door of No. II opened; an old lady and
gentleman and one or two servants ap-
peared.. The poor old gentleman be-
gan to cry. He was evidently childish.
"Look to the poor cab driver" said I
to the servants as Ipassed. "Madam,
where shall l carry the young lady ?"
'In here, sir, if you please. I am so
very much obliged to you; it would
have been the death Of us both if any
thing ever happened to Katie"
The old lady led the way to hand
somely furnished dining-rOom, and /
laid Katie on the sofa. She opened
pair Of very mischievous brown eyes,
and looked up in my face.
I'm very much obliged to you, sir
I'm afraid I'm very heavy. Where is
that poor cabman? VIII You see about
him for me and don't let him want
for anything.
1 promised to do so, and to come
back at once and report to her, and I
hastened down. The driver was lying
in his own cab, to which anotherhor
was being harnessed, whilst his own.
rather badly wounded, was led off to
the stables, as he had requested the
bystandurs it should be. l got in be-
side the poor fellow and accompanied
him to the hospital.
~ should like to see my wife," he
said.
"Of course you would, Ireplied. II
will 60 for her at once; where does
she live ?"
He gave me her address, and I set
OH, IeeIlnS L was tulnInng CInderella's
wishes. [ told my tale to the cab
mans wife, who was naturally thrown
into much distress.
"You say I can go to him at once,
sir?"
eyes, surely you can"
"And stay the night with him ?"
'I really don't know about that
you must ask the matron. The young /
lady wishes me to say that she hopes
you will allow her to helpyou in every
way she can"
1 then put a sovereign into her hand
and left a card, on which I had scrib
oled "14, Victoria Terrace" She !
thanked me, and I left her. i
1t was getting late, but I proceeded
It once to CindorelIa's abiding place.
Outside the door 1 found a doctors I
carriage, and my anxiety was at once
awakened. 1 rang the bell, and the Z
servant that answered it told me that 5
Miss Ayrton's foot was badly spraincd,