Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1868-06-24

oH, huHl ITypnOSa would sooner we
We're both IN our graves.
Don't talk so, pet, murmured Aunt
Tryphosa. The Lord knows what's best
for us all, but"
Hush |" calculated Rosa, springing to
her feet, Il hear the gate click Aunt Try
phosa, be has thought better of it-he has
come back
No; the fair, almost girlish-looking young
fellow in the Lieutenant uniform was not
Jerome Fenwick-and there was a touch of
bitterness even in the welcoming tears that
Rosa poured out on the breast of the soldier
brother she had not seen for three years.
"Halo" exclaimed Charley Warner
"Why l thought you were so happy, Rosa.
And where is my new brother law ?''
''He-isn't at home, sobbed Rosa. ooh,
Charles, am very, very, miserable.
''Well, this is queer welcome, quoth
the Lieutenant, sitting down in front of the
blazing chestnut logs, and drawing Rosa
upon his knee. Now, puss, tell me all
about it-and somebody hold my hands, for
| feel very much like giving my unknown
brother-in-law thrashing, before | know
anything of the merits of the case
swell, reckon its about time for me to
be moving" said Jerome.
NOH 81 cCTOult EGnWlck was nome llle WUTSe
for the frequent Gbations in which he in
dulged; at least not in his own estimation,
for he had firmly resolved, on entering the
doors of the Columbian Hotel not to drink
too much, and he fancied he had kept the
resolution. Only, to be sure, the sanded
floor did surge tC and fro little, and the
great logs in the chimney seemed to change
places with the door in most unaccou lta-
bic manner, and the voices around him now
sounded close to his ear, now far away, as if
the speakers were receding into dim distance.
Y ct Jerome Fenwick, with very wide open
eyes, land turbid amiability upon his features
reiterated to himself that he twas all right
as right as a trivet.
Because, you see," soliloquised Jerome,
Il III a married man--and- land duties | owe
to society," can't be drunk, because
He caught at the arm of his chair, as it
seemed to give sudden lurch ceiling ward
Il guess II go back to Rosa
In the same moment sudden electric
thrill seemed to send the hot blood back to
his heart. Rosal-yes, it was her voice,
and in what words
"A glass of gin-sling, and be quick about
1t. Pshaw none of your dishwater COM
pounds; make it hot and strong, man
Mrs. fenwick - ejaouloted mine host,
in dismay.
Eyes, Mrs. Fenwick. What are you
staring al? My husband is here, and [ have
come TO keep him company; | am tired Of
staying at home by myself, If he is going
to make regular practice of getting drunk
here, why he may rs well do IL in his wite's
and II be drunk too. -
Rosa -
eyes, my dear. Good evening to you gen
L ] IL
and taking a long draught. Up
night air. You are right it is better than
crouching over the fire at home. You're
right, my dear you re always right, aud
hereafter I'm going to follow your exam
Pile.
''Rosa, are you mad? Come home,
child" whispered Jerome, in an agony of
Another glass; landlord !" calculated the
Amazon, giving Jerome push with her ell
bow 81 didn't know it was good. Try
taste Of it, Jerome!''
''I.osa, [ command you to come away. "
What for? Haven'tI as much right
here Is any one? You said you did not
car2 whether come or not-and here lam T.
Jerome wiped the drops of perspiration
Srom his brow and upper lip.
DO not mortify me thus, Rosa, he whis-
pered. Remember these spectators. "
well, you have mortified me enough
times; and 1t ; poor rule that won't work
both ways. Landlord, [ hink-Ill-take-
She paused abruptly, the two glasses of
fiery liquid apparently beginning to tell on
her female brain. Her head fell on her
space, and the arms fell heavily at her side.
hai loo Hx-la N
had watched the crisis with interest.
Il will trouble you to mind your own busi
ness, sir, if you please, returned Jerome
Fenwick, haughtily. All, his pride was
touched to the quick now.
CLARK Tiffany, will you help me carry
my-my wife home? She is quite unable to
walk. Good heavens, that | should have
lived to see this day
Clark Tiffany advanced, with grin upon
his face, to assist his boon companion. But
it was no easy task they had undertaken.
Never was so totally limp and helpless
burden before from the tip of the pink
worsted hood to the fur-edged moccasin
there Was no spark of elasticity or anima-
ton, as the two men dragged their slow
way over the hard frozen ground.
NAbomlnation! disgraceful u muttered
jerome Fenwick, wiping hisstreaming fore
head.
Just what you've done yourself dozen
times, remarked Tiffany, changing the
arm that supported the laden shoulder
Jupiter! who'd suppose woman could
be so heavyp'
Myself OF course | have-morc shame
to me - retorted Fenwick. ''Bu, wom-
an-and my wife -
Il don't know that it's any worse for a
woman than "a man., said Tiffany "only
it's not customary.
Zone thing is certain. resumed Fen
wick, after moments S silence, and his tone
was full of deep, passionate earnestness, ''af-
ter this nights work, [ will cut off my right
hand hefnre / will re. enter that accursed