The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1867-01-10
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From the Argosy.l
PORT IN A STORM.

blushing AT least uiu "o' - -.
to say. | had forgotten all about the guest
inside. Where's the port 2 said Kate:
caught hold of her hand again and kissed IT,
you needn't he quite so minute IN you
account my dear" said my mother smiiing
81 will be more careful IN future Nd.
love. " returned my father =, :.
What do you want me to 90 Z sal
Kate
" Only to hold the candle for me, l an
swered. restored to my seven senses at last
and. taking it away from her, led the way
and she followed, till we passed through tn
kitchen and reached the cellar stairs. These
were steep and awkward, and she let I'M
help her down.
fsNow Edward ~ said my mother.
Eyes. YES my love, l understand, ]" re-
turned my father.
Sup to this time your mother had asked
no questions; but when we stood In vast
low cellar, which we had made several turns
tn reach. and gave her the candle anc
took I'D great crowbar which lay upon the
floor, she said at last.
Edward, are you going to bury me
alive i? or what are you going to do p
Pm going to dig you out sald' Tor
was nearly beside myself with Joy,as strucS
the crowbar like battering ram INTO tnt
wall. You eau fancy, John, that ! dldn
work the worse that Kate was holding the
candle for me. n
eVery soon, though with great effort |
had disioged brick, and the next blow
gave into the hole sent back dull echo. l
was right!
81 worked now like a mailman, and, IN
very few minutes more | had dislodged the
whole of the thick brick wall which tliled up
an archway of stone and curtained an an
Gent door in the lock of which the key now
showed itself. 1t had been well CREASED, aud
| turned it without much difficulty
81 took the candle from Kate, and led her
into spacious region of sawdust' cooweo'
and winefungus
"'There, Kate = |, cried in delight
"But,' said Kate, will the wine be
good p
t" General Fortescue will answer you
that | returned exultingly. Now come
and hold the light again while ind the
port bin
81 soon found not one, but several we'll
filled port bins. Which to choose | could
not tell. l must chance that. Kate carried
a bottle and the candle, and carried two
bottles very carefully. We put them down
in the kitchen with orders that they should
not be touched We had soon carried the
dozen to the haII-table by the dining room
door.
'sWhen at length, with Jacob cnnckling
and rubbing his hands behind US, we entered
the dining room, Kate and |, for Kate would
not part with her share in the joyful bust
ness, loaded with a level bottle IN each hand,
which ws carefully erected on the side-board,
] presume, from the stare of the company,
that we presented a rather remarkable APP
pearance-Kate in her white muslin and l
in nv best clothes, covered with brick dust,
and cobwebs, and lime. But we could not
be half SO amusing to them az they were to
us. There they sat with the dessert before
them but no wine decanters forthcoming =
How long they had sat thus l have no idea.
If you think your mamma has, you may
ask her. Captain Calker and General Fort
escue looked positively white about tie gils.
Ny uncle, clinging to the last hope, despair
ingly, had sat still and said nothing and
the guests could not understand the awful
delay Even Lady Georgiana had begun to
fear mutiny in the kitchen, or something
equally awful. But to see the flash that
passed across my uncle's face when he saw
US appear with ported armsi He immedi-
ately began to pretend that nothing had
been the matter.
What the deuce has kept you, Ned
nv boy {! he said. Fair Hebe' he went on
4 beg your pardon. Jacob, you can go on
decanting. 1t was very careless of you to
forget it. Meantime Hebe, bring that
bottle to General Jupiter there He's got
a cork screw in the tail of his robe, or Pm
mistaken
''Out came General Fortescue's corkscrew
/ was trembling once more with anxiety.
The cork gave the genuine pop; the bottle
was lowered glug, glug, glug, came from
it's benefcent throat, and out flowed some
thing tawny as lions name. The General
lifted it lazily to his lips, saluting his nose
on the way.
''My uncle received me like the Jolly old
tar that he was-welcOmed me to the old
ship-hoped we should make many voy
age together-and that would take the
run of the craft-all but in one thing
I" You see, my boy, he said i married
above my station, and | don't want my
wife's friends to say that laid alongside of
her. to get hold of her daughters fortune
No, no, my boy; your old uncle has too
much salt water In him to do dogs trick
like that. So you take care of yourself
that's all She might turn the head of a
wiser man than ever came out of our family.
81 did not tell my uncle that his advice
was already too late; for that, though it
was not an hour since had first seen her
my head was SO far turned already that the
only way to get it right again was to go
on turning it in the same directions; though,
no doubt, there was danger of overhauling
screw. The old gentleman never referred to
the matter again, nor took any notice of our
increasing intimacy; so that l sometimes
doubt even now if he could have been in
earnest in the very simple warning he gave
me- Fortunately Lady Georgiana liked
meat least l thought she did, and that
gave me courage
''That's all nonsense my DEAR" said my
mother. ''Mamma was nearly as fond Of
you as l was; but you never wanted cour
age"
81 knew better than to show my coward
ice, daresay, returned my father ''But, >
he continued, things grew worse and
worse, till was certain | should kill myself
or go straight out of my mind, if your moth
er would not have me. So it went on for a
few days, and Christmas was at hand.
1.-THE admiral had invited several ole
friends to come and spend the Christmas
week with him. Now you must remember
that, although you look on me as an ole
fashioned fogie-
'Ob, papa!" We all interrupted ; but hi
went on:
''Yet my old uncle was an older fashioned
fogie, and his friends were much the same
as himself Now, | am fond of a glass o
port, though | dare not take it, and mus
content myself with Burgundy. Uucle Boil
would have called Burgundy pig wash. =
He could not do without his port though
he was moderate enough man. as custom
were. Fancy, then, his dismay when, o.
nnnctinninn his hrltler an old cncksWain c