Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1869-02-19

Fielding is rather friend of dear papa's
} than NINE"
} Here a snort was heard to issue,from
the easy chair. - Y
"I can't say that we know anything at
] all about her, except what she told us Her
! self as we travelled up together from Has
Il tings. She told usyor rather papa (anoth-
er growll that she was going up to Lon
don to look out for situation as house
keeper to a quiet elderly widower "a series
| of low growls), and asked papa to tell
her what todoI So. papa gery Kindly re-
! commended her to Mrs Watkins board
ing-house, and even promised to take her
b there himself''.J o1 li9W oD :itH GI2a2a 80
"But how is 1t that, 1 have never met
her heres" asked Mr.. Bryan stYaga
d 90, that's just it. Papa asked her to
come and spend this evening with us, and
promised her some good music, as you
were coming. When she heard your
name she uttered q sharp cry and turned
quite pale.ioAs soon as papa had left us,
she told me that you had Tilted her dear
that nothing on earth would. ever induce
| her to meet YOU" y H. t 81
"Im very sorry, ! am sure, to be de-
prived of the pleasure of making Miss
Fieldng's acquaintance; but ], was, not
aware that /. was such a terrible ogre
| among confding spinsters What sort Of
person is she ?',7 - 's''''''
90, she is a little. fairy, with the sweet
est Voice and the most silvery laugh in
the whole world; and such hair-a per-
feet cascade of gold when she loosens the
band and lets it fall down over her shoul-
l ders."o "orif7eu t02gsd d. }e ad} ci It
"Show me her photograph p exclaimed
the young doctor, spring ging to his feet and
peuncing upon an album. "Show me her
photograph, Charlotte. It is the little
witch herself, or am Dutchmant'
4 Dr. John Bryan was no Dutchman
| The sun-picture clearly established the
identity Of Harriet Fielding and Con-
stance Tayleur; but fierce was Mr.. Will
kinson's indignation on discovering, as he
said, that he had taken a viper to his
bosom. John Bryan, however, calmed
his fury, and promised very soon to clear
the neighborhood of g the fcockatrice"
On the morrow he instructed his friend
Stephen .Hawkhurst to proceed against
her with" the utmost rigor of the law !"
for the recovery of his bill for attendance
and medicines. But it was not the money
he cared about at all. His only anxiety,
and it was shared by Charlotte Wilkinson,
was to frighten the dangerous schemer to
a sufficient distance from Tyburnia to pre-
vent her from encountering Wilkinson
pore in one of his impressionable moods.
! And as he. thought of her youth, her
4 beauty, her infantile simplicity, of man.
ner, and then of her profound duplicity,
! her INSCRIPTIONS artfulness, her utter dis
regard for truth, it is not surprising that
1 bo ton should hava sTrrrrn
Mr.. Hawkhurst, the solicitor, was over
head and ears in love, for the first time in
his life, and at first sight; and this.is the
way it came to pass: "a
| Stephen Hawkhurst was the fifth son of
a country gentleman, with small, unen-
1Cumbered estate of about 81 200 year.
He was .articled to respectable solicitor
in Lincoln's Inn Fields, and in due time
became an attorney-at-law on his own ac-
| count. ass ssa taiaq
Luckily for him, or perhaps unluckilY,
he had been adopted and brought
| up by maiden aunt, who left him
a snug little fortune of $1,000 odd,
| put out on excellent security, at five per
| cent interest AS natural consequence
of this legacy Stephen Hawkhurst never
had, or wished to have, a single client.
l But the unprecedented necessity for doing
| something had exercised a galvanic effect
upon, the torpid mind Of Stephen Hawk
| hurst, who wrote to Miss Harriet Fielding
| three letters, each more peremptory than
| the preceding one, insisting upon imme-
diate payment, with the threat of legal
proceedings in the event of non-compli-
ance with his demand. No notice being
paid to these epistolory gems, he took out
a writ and, having nothing in the world
to do, proceeded to the distant region of
Tyburnia, to serve it with his own hands,
Never was man more completely ami
hilated than Mr. Hawkhurst when ushered
into the presence of a bright sunny little
thing, wreathed in smiles, and beaming
with kindliness and fun.
1t was SO good of him, she said, to come
all the way to see her. She knew she had
been dreadfully rude in not answering his
letters, but she was so afraid of lawyers,
they were so awfully clever Besides, il
was 80 very awkward; for just at that
moment, it really was not quite conve-
nient to pay her dear friend DR.. Bryan.
She could never forget how kind he was
to her., Somebody had been making mis-
chief and setting him against her, and she
knew nobody in London, and was so ig-
norant of business and then she threw
herself on the sofa, and hid her face, and
had good cry. "a
/ This was more than Mr.. Hawkhurst
bargained for Though lawyer, he was
Istil man and, it might be added, a very
weak man. He sat brushing his
hat the wrong way, and wishing
himself back in Raymond Build
i ings, all the time the golden-h haired
i sprite was speaking to him; but when she
| broke down and sobbed, he jumped up
and exclaimed, "John Bryan is brute,
4 and / am no better / must serve this
writ on you, though ,,pon my word, | feel
am a beast to do it. But don't cry-Tll
make it all right. Do forgive me. l had
noidea you were ean--an-angelp With
that he rushed out of the room, down
stairs, and into the street. His back, how
ever, was scarcely turned before both en-
velope and writ were in full blaze, while
the little lady was almost convulsed with
laughter at the discontinue of her enemy.
| When Mr.. Hawkhurst returned to his
chambers, his first impulse was to send
Miss Fielding check for the entire sum.
But he was quite as little accustomed to
so that, by the time he had torn up half a
quire of note paper, his passion had
Icooled down to the value of $50. Sending
Il a porter to the bank for note to that
4 amounts he enclosed it in a sheet of paper,
containing only the words, From sin.
4 cere Friend and Adnirer !" and dispatched
| it by q messenger, with instructions to
leave it at the door, and on NO account