The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1868-05-28
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.he door belly BERTHE, say 4
The gentleman ap0strop hl2ed as
/ BERTHE gaa, sitting. at an 0ld-fash-
I. oped MAHOGANY desk, absorbed IN 2
@Dije II bs0tted manuscrl pt. with DIS
leee ga hair, aqd middle finger deeply
Stained Wiz gink-eYidently "a young
author. very much IN love with his
profession Directly before him stood
5tha speaker, a young lady Of twenty
three, or thereabouts.@ 1u9
She wa exceed ingiy pretty, with
the innoee1ts 7dfmpled beauty 81 a
white kitten or u pet F3b bit ;15lue-
eyed. with complexion where falut
roses seemed to glow through the
transp aFen t-skin and a mouth like a
dash OF scarlet velvet, while her love-
~ golden hair was fastened straight
back IN a great IUstrous twist. En-
dishabjtt8, evidently but quite pretty
enough 90 excuse all5 defeotssef
four-sprinkled hands, and hair half
loose. s-a
Door bell?' repeated the young
man. staring vacanay.
Yes; some one to see the house,
[ suppose, and such a figure. Do
please, g to the door, Bertha; there 5
a jewel Mary has gone to the gro
GERS, and see WI hat a state. / NJ In.
She held up both dimpled hands.
and nodded archly in the glass at
huge feHry patell-eH the Peaehsb4oem
cheek. 1#FE F#f
There it goes again! Do make
haste, BERTHE; aud on your life, don't
show any one IN the Kitchen Tell
'eEa its a gem of a little kitchen, bat
don't let EN- in, for the cake is half
made and the bread half 1b4ked, and
I "a half distracted; and the rofling@
pin and spice boxes and egg beaters
are ali lying around loose, and
there"
! And the young lady expedited mat
tiers with "a push that lett five white
dots from her FIVE finger ends on the
back Of Mr. Herbert3s cashmere
dressing gown.
: The dear, absent-minded goosep
she pondered, as she huttered down
stairs into the kitchen; if there's
any mistake to be made, he'll be sure
to make it. The older he gets the
more absent minded he grows, | be-
Heve.
Why, yes, this house is to let, ~
said Mr. Berthe, IN answer to the
courteous inquiry Of the tail stranger,
. and / suppose you want to look
at ftp
Col Templar smiled.
l. s. | should like to inspect the rooms
that is, if itsQuite convenient.
"0h, quite; walk 10. This Is the
hall, and-I believer those are the
stairs, and oh here are parlors-
Sidney Templar glanced carefessly
around the lofty rooms, thinking they
would suit his ambitious little cousin
very well, when ply7a -Po#traits
hanglng-eveR the4earved' mar be man
tie piece4caughtah4 eye.
/ Marion Caryl!'
He did not articulate the syllables,
but they sounded through his brain
as if thousand silver tongued bells
had pealed them forth Yes it Was
Marion Caryl, with the bright golden
ringlets floating away from the fair,
/ blue Yeined temples. aud the rose
/ m6ath ready t6{ break inrol smile9 that
+ were answered by the dewy sparkle
+ of her eyes
/ e Marion Gary + + , ! g REPEATED
4 Marion 5 house, aud Marions hus-
band is leading me through the rooms
How drea like it seems.
" an, raid you are tired, said
honest BERTHE, looking compassion
ately at Sidneys ashen pale face, and
\ wondering be had not before noticed
/ low cnlorless it-wasg % O.
4 little tired, stammered Col.
Te:ePlaf, feeling the hot blood rush
to his brow once more. But no
niatter-doht let me d6taih you. Z
believe you said the rent was
= Rent? haven't the least idea.
[ believe It Is either one hundred or
eighty, or perhaps sixty. i know we
paid fifty, but the landlord is going o
raise 1t, and Marion and I are think
ing of furnished cottage in the
country -sUmewhe ere. D
z Marion s husband is not man Of
business, Z thought Sidney.
p" MaTioHs husbaudi How the
word cut to his heart s<a
&" We'll, i ask Marion-she
knows said Herbert. Z" Now, then,
In TIA take Y a2gh i9i0 t II. l.9Kfr de-
/ Oh, BERTHE, .BeEeie, had You already.
. become Obvious of the word Of eau
ton snapped at your luckless ears2 !.
Pretty Marion, sereWiHg the top Oh
to one Of her spice boxes, heard the
advancing OF footsteps With sud den
thrill OF 4pBreRensi6n 4 seea-
-soIs can't be pgssible, that stBag
[ goose Bartie has forgotten WhatI told
) him, she thought. He has, thoughs
] assure IS the sun Is shining, and I'm
I caught. 20 , IraUr4 4
Marion dropped her box of fragrant