The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1868-02-07
~ BIDDEFoRD ME-, FRIDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY Z 1863

sYou have made me unspcakably happy,
and ] am your slave"
mo, Mr.. browne. Since Mr.. Lincoln's
proclamation, that name Is tabooed In this
country"
On .one pretext or another. Thaddeus
Percisal spent the greater portion Of his
time at the l,rad Of River street. Caddys s
impairment little nose took decided up.
ward turn. a. she listened 10 lis grandilo'
qucnt compliments. He read over glowing
pussges In French novels. and committed
to memory the fine words Of my lortl
Dudley.
"whata fair hand you have, Caddy."
Now, m II was wee, brown and bony,
Caddy's lips curved hack so as to disclose
gleam Of small, white teeth.
''Do you really think so ?"
"Do yop doubt me? 1t 10 cxquisitIy
fair"
81 am glad to find out my attractions. ]
shsil take pains to display it in future"
grnrely.
! ...Anothcr time, having q headache, she
'iOosencd her hair, and ciirled down on the
cola. Thaddeus fonud her in this disar.
ranged state. ..
.'You have caught me looking horribly.
Mr.. Browne. | am not very captivating
to.dlay."
"You arc always so. What beautiful
tresscs!"
Her hair was uneven, scraggly. not over
abundant and sha laughed heartily. Sen.
sible young men will never give this coarse
sdulaiion TO sensible girls. If Thsddeus
Percivnl could have heard Caddy's running
mental comment, he would not have been
% we'll satisfied with hiUself-we mean
not NO we'll satisfied with her.
"The contemplate fool !" lie fancies !
am delighted with his lmbble-the IDIOT"
And she laughed again.
Miss Lang. Caddy. my heart IL bound
In those ebon locks. My queen, my guild.
ing star. can no longer keep silent-you
must listen to me-" kneeling In prnctiscd
attitude. Caddy thrust out her gaiter boot.
a. though she would have enjoyed kicking
Thaddeus Percival over, but Withdrew II as
quickly. "No woman was ever loved as ]
love you. Your radiant orbs have lighted
my path, your voice Inns made my music.
live und breathe in you"
"Vcry well got up. How long were you
coming that speech, wonderP It's poet.
ical. pe,y y-just the style that suits me. All
the fault have 10 find with Il, that it's not
true"
"Untrie, dearest! Don't be 40 crnel-
you will consign me to death. Tel me
you rcciprocate my affection, and will be
mine forever"
I'll don't want to be murderess; hut
there is slight obstacle, which, fear, will
prevent our marriage"
"Olstacle! win overcome II. Why,
my angel, could die for YOU"
"i,ut this IL inslipenbIe-you have for.
gotten TO ask what it Is
"What is il my pearl? ?"
"Nothing. only am engaged to LAW.
renee North and care more for his little
finger. than for the sum total Of Thad'leus
Perciva."
It wasn't the first time that angels hnve
fallen from their high estate. Our hero
discovered that Caddy wns unworthy OF be.
coming Mrs. Browne, Jr. He concluded
that pretty mai,lens may l'e something less
thnn divine. Ho returned from his di-
gression in favor of Cupid and Venus. to
Coke and Blackstone; after awhile compile
ted his legal studies, md was admitted to
the bar. His maiden plea was very maiden
aud did not smack OF tho flavor Of "coming
greatness" There was Sme "hifaluten"
about It, that, for his parents. ;lad the gilt.
ter ofthe real simon pure. Cases did not
come in rapidly and Thadtlens Percival
finally turned his back upon the profession.