The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1869-09-09

| For nearly hour she say nothing OF
Elcaren. She was beginning TO really
[chafe at thislquiet puppet handling which
1.-THE doctor enjoyed so much, when the
! voice again reached her ear. Any other
lone at the same pitch she would simply
have heard and not understood, but Won
know there will besyoices for us alone,
whose most careless cadence rings clear
as silver bells.
She could just distinguish Aft May
hew's words, though he spoke in higher
kew The first were: ~ = 4 ~ G5L
Now, Phil, you may as well be honest,
and own you're trapped at last. No girl
in her senses could ever have looked and
acted that way to a fellow who hadn't
made himself pretty definite s. -, =.
Itseemed to Sylvia as though the blood
had all gone out of her heart, forit hard
| ly seemed to culver in it's still suspension,
while her face glowed furiously. So her
burning ears took III the second speakers
words sl8iltIE ~ I-5s Ha q seIIiVy ad4
Chow little you know me, ALI, to jump
at that style of conclusion I assure you
that no word of this kind has ever passed
my lips" Out what had he not looked? y
I" If you knew her as we'll as I do, you
would never have fallen into this mistake
She either wants to be married or wants
to flIrt, and what they vulgaly call the
dead set is her plan of operation. ~
tell you, Alf, [ would not marry Venus
herself if that were her style of attack.
My ideal Of Che sex can never stoop quite
so briskly nor so low to conquer.ne2 ~.
Then that was his estimate4of her, Syl-
via Farnham How the idea rolled back
upon her Jsufficating heart! How she
disengaged herself from Dr. Akerly she
never knew but what remained of that
evening she spent in shaded corner of
the deserted dressing room-not crying,
but knowing for the first time what real
misery meant Yet as she tdonned her
hood with the rest you must have looked
carefully at her, and known her well, to
have told that hers had not been a gene
rous share of the enjoyment of the occa-
sion Bass 4lto - H a- !.
z AT the ball door she met a form she
knew quite too we'll waiting, before he
went his own way, to bestoWA her. Qsafely
in. the carriage, which bore her home
some distance out of town. nialili n
What matter if she could not help a
thrilling under the old look :, an The one
she gave back was full of gathered and
naughty reproach as ever cut keen from
eyes voicing an insulted heart. Els own
glance changed to one of surprised, in
quiry. But what of tar He knew his
part well enough, no doubt.
So you see 1T was quite over. The tide
could not well be coldefor wider which
flowed between her and him. II She did
not meet him very often, but when she
did, chat man must have been very sin
gularly obtuse. who did not see that the
ereuq1t onoraes was henceforth pronounced
on all mental intercourses of his as con-
eerned herself. saa Z, cai .,ia ,. -,e,f,r
Girls like Silva Farnham do not peak
and pine over things of this sort. She
went about her household tasks, as it
were, with, more gentleness and efficiency
than ever. % The only change outside
seemed that she was more tender and
thoughtful of actual suffering, or posslbil
Eity of It,, than before. 49,.
Her nimble needles clinked and glitter
ed among the very first which unsheath-
ed themselves, on comfortable deeds in
tent, for. those brave but chilly fellows
dwelling for the first time in martial but
too airy tents What is theline of thought
meshed in with every sock all those kind
fair fingers are knitting this winter, were
to become visible and palpab1e as the
homely fabric itselfl In and out, tears
never shed, and lonesomenessE never spok-
en-, thoughts busy and sad as DEATH Out
and in, fancies warm and bright as mid /
summer of Paradise-high, tender
glows from full pulsed, healthful hearts
All these very possible ina single stock
ling 'la2 l..., 'H !. .tGp41
/ The too quiet and almost too long days
came and went for Sylvia. Winters
wild birthright" was passed, and now, the
winters life was fully come in all its storm
and cold. Sylvia received note one day
from Miss Katinka Creevy, bustling man
.ageress of half the benevolent societies In
town, requesting her presence at the or
ganization and initial meeting of the
Soldiers Dorcas Society," - n saosat
| On the evening named Sylvia set out
without a companion except the boy who
drove, on her lonely ride to the town.
Had her heart been ever SO light the
scenes of the journey would have taken
somewhat from its ioheersoa The snow
stretched out in long CHASTITY reaches I'M
der the dead grays, its .whiteness only.
broken by distant strips of forest which
lay along the land, as she. thought like
dead giants, prone and blackpalled.
4 Reaching town finally, she found Miss
Creevy's parlor full of a smiling, nimble-
handed company, among whiehshe took
her place, glancing for moment at the
gentlemen, yariously disposed many of
them holding skeins of yarn for ladies to
Ewindg ethersin lieu .ofFthat keeping balls
in dilligent ward No doubt much of the
) most inyigorating electricity wrought
4 back and forth on the lines so formed
Her eyes sought her work relieved, he
4 was notthere- though for that matter had