The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1868-05-28
The PRESERVE CEoSET.
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nnIast Aroeeedingl e@eF kuewl9.

coolest 6rocgedingSI ever kuewte
Col Templar sat in his bachelor
nc tpm3 -wheEa tbe gays 81 an, ApEil
sun -sh0ne=Ln liH8e1bf zoid@amopg ne
" eapolitRD 4vfplets. Ia- tae1WIadOw Aand
drove kh2 D t5le oanagg7 half ElLdFWith
silEeE VOICED il aelLsh ga sanetqm
crowded FEItRf a mlsee llaneRus co afUs
s. en- ,ofs meeFschaUm7 IL =differ9n ut
stages OF color dressing gowns. cigar
boxes, newspapers. and gorgeous vel
vet sljppers-he contracted his brow
'moodly over q letter whose pink pa
per and delicate scent Of foreign per
tame betokened 3 troublesome lady
oorTeas6ndSnb 4 II
DEAR SIDNEY " es, III always
dear when Bertha wants a disagree
able commissioner cHea an eiIgI-
Bile house soa1ewheTes -1n=some nice
locality, It surely can be 0troubie to
engage one f0F us. No trouble,
quOtha that jas ia EO nam S random
idea. No troubfe=tG rnsh from pillar
to post hoUseSha HtTng- Where S the
indemnity Of 7batehelEhoad. L like
to know2 I might Is NelE be a mar
ried man in eITaeSt, if I=II1tO be sad
died with all thes resPon4baity of the
thing. L won Z be 4mposed upon
I'll write to Bertha at ence and tell
her
Col. Templar- gave : his jet black
mustaehe a savage Jerks and pulled
his writing desk resontely forward.
Then a softer mood seemed to dawn
athwart his mind IL he hesitated,
biting the handle Of his pen medita-
lively.
Poor little Bertha-she always
was ny pei ceIs fAgyan I suppRsg it
is rather incOnvenIent for her TO come
all the way here to look for a house
and her husband will be Ia India
till the middle of May, and+-weA, the
upshot Of the whole matter is thar
l N doomed TO yIctimizg myself, and
the sooner it ; over the better- He
ighOg where the newspaper? I'll
Just look over the To Lets first, and
then I'll 90 to the estate agenciesi
The sun was passing from behind
masses of flying clouds, ike a shy
beauty who alternately smiles and
hides %her &aBe; the airswas 4ulR-Of
faint Spring OdOrs, even in this brick
and mortar wilderness-When Colonel
Sidney TemplarSsalliRd bravely forth,
armed and eq1iRi)e35 with various
references. directions, and addresses,
to engage ia the m9mentous business
of house hunting
He was not Z Randsdme man: yet
you would havSturse1 involuntarily
to look after him-as he Sauntered by,
attracted by th9 degP5smothered fire
of his dark eyesaud@tbe shrm outline
Of his lips No Colonel Templar
was not handsofHo, SbBtzhe was what
the ladies term Interesting. :" More
over, he carried ap-= empty sleeve
where the left arm should have been
AN everlasting memorial Of the red
battle clouds.
It seems comical enough for me
to 60 house hunting, unused TempIar,
as he strobe Onward through the
dusty streets. 8 For me, the solitary,
homeless IeelUse Of one and thirty
yearss6ld. aFour $sars-ako thingssap-
peared differently to me-four years
ago 4 might have. dreamed of a home
Of my own, with Marion Caryl's
bright eyes to light up its hearth
stoRei iAh, me this IS q world Of
cbange1 a careless world-a little
misunderstanding and here I am, a
crippled old soldier, while Marion is
probably the sunshine of some other
mans life Hold on am getting
maudlin and romantic-eh, Sidney
Templar? This will never do, old
fellow"
ThRvCoIPnsl gave hia heavybhck
locks a backward toss, as if impatient
at his own folly, and vigorously d.
rected hlSattentIpn- O-the list of eli
gible residences IN his eoaketbOok.
No. At -E street, BeTe1s the very
place. Wants painting badly on the
outside. but smay present a more
promising ppeara nee WithiH. At all
events weSWlll try.
He rang the- bell, aud after a brief
skirmishiug Of servants IN the hall, a
faded lady. IN sdyPd six. ind hair 10
crlmplng plnsssa Ifpeared.
Is this house to et-rsa dam p in
quiTed our Colonel .defeF6ntnily.
Well ,Ees,i s to 4etA NItyou can t
see It now"
Can 'tsee Il npW -
No Snarled the h4yS v4ndictive-
ly. Hours are Between two and
four.
Tn quite sure the female in the
crimping pins Is an old maid p" decided
the Colonel mentally, aud [ think
she must have breakfasted off broken
glass bfd ca19bri 6BSe5 leE Z FsrS1er
if the people at No. III, - street,
will be any more affa ble?'
bA pretty zblue5eyed' wplnsap 81 q
tetn wrapper, and ssipp8ss dowH1 al
thu keda Transferred the doop-beiioq :.
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