Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1869-05-18

ioiloW DIS IdSb DIS cdu the young IaQy
who has been standing for the. last
half hour, at the back parlor door, in
the attitude of a Grecian bender, list
ening to every word that was said,
with both hands over her mouth to
keep from laughing out loud
81 must see Tom, tonight" she
whispered, as she put on her hat in
the hall, and threw a light shawl over
her shoulders. "The secret is alto
gether too much for a little woman
like me to keep" and so she hurried
out into the street, and it was the
clang of the hall door behind her
that startled the lovers.
1t was beautiful evening, calm
and still, and not the faintest MUIR
mur OF breeze to kiss the dew from
the flowers, that glittered like ten
thousand serpents' eyes in the radi-
ant moonlight. 1t was a night for
lovers or poets; but this young lady
had such a very important secret up
on her mind, that She couldn't stop to
admire the scenery, however beauti-
ful. She walked very fast, neither to
the right or left, straight into the vii
lage, till she came to a window from
which various colored lights shone
out into the street. 1t was the vii
lage drug store.
"I wonder if Tom is alone"
She peeped in. Yes, there he was,
seated in an armchair, with his pat
ent feathers upon the counter, cigar
in his mouth and the evening papers
before him; so the Young lady walk
ed in, and as the light fell upon her,
you could see at a glance that she
was very beautiful, and therefore
could be no other than Miss Jessica
ROsipOzie, the handSomest girl in all
LaEderSburg.
She was Of medium hight, with a
form as round, foot as neat, and a
hand as small and white as one could
wish to see. Then she had the most
golden hair, and the sOfte8t, whitest
skin, the most bewitching little nose,
and
eyes blue
And beautiful, like the rosiest seen through
The sleeping wave"
and the rOsiest little mouth, and tiny
little chin, and the very whitest teeth
and-and, beg the reader will excuse
me from going further pray imagine
the rest.
%, Tom ! said the young lady.
why, hlc-s me- cried Tom, look
ing up from his paper.
And me, too.
TO be sure replied the younger
Wigwag; but whore did you com,
from at this time of night {?
90, Tom. I've got such a secretr
But YOU can't keep it, said he.
4 don't want to, Tom. It's too g0oC
to keep, and Icame down here on pur
pose to tell it to you?'
You just sit down again. and II
whisper it in your ear said the young
lady.
BE careful of my side whiskers,
cautioned Tom, "a king his seat.
"Now suppose | didn't do just right
to listen to what was intended to bt
private conversation, said Jessica
"but as | was passing the back parlcl
door, you see | was tempted to pu
my ear TO the key-hole, because
knew that your father was in there
alone with my mother; and | though
that perhaps they were putting theil
heads together to devise some plat
to keep YOU and | away from eacl
other; and # they were, | thought i
was only fair for me to find out The
plot, so that | could foil them, and
0 Tom! found out such a plot !'-
And Miss Jessica burst out laughing
as she thought of it.
"a plot = cried Tom. "What,agains
US ?"
you'd never guess what it was,
answered Jessica.
"Well ?"
"We!l, I'm agoing to tell you al
about it, just as | heard it through th,
key-hole, for after | heard your faith
er speak of you Tom-and he spok
Of me, too, and he said I was called /
coquette-"
"The deuce, he did" said Tom.
"But he didn't believe it, said Jes
sica.
allow could he" cried Tom. "Bu
[ say, my dear, let's have the story.
And so Jessica laid her hand OF
Toms shoulder, and told him, wore
for word, what the reader alread,
knows.
} "By Georger cried Tom, as sh
concluded, "we'll be even with 'er
there. Going to New York, eh? &C
ing to surprise young Tom"
4Why, what viii! you do?" aske
Jessica.
do? Why, we'll 60 to New York
They start for Wat midnight an
we'll start for P. at the same hour
Well be married there, take the trai
which connects with that from W
and 60 into New York with en-
Wont it be fun p cried Jessica
Glorious shouted Tom 'An
now, my dear, if you'll just wait till
shut up shop, I'll see you home
Alter that night, the Wigwags, fail
er and son, watched each other wit
the most jealous eyes. And old Tor
tried to look very innocent, and youn
Tom wore an expression upon hi
countenance decidedly lamb-like 70
the entire month. And the same thin
was going on up at Mrs. Rosipozie's
but nothing came of all the watching
and so the long four weeks passe
away.
The night ever to be remembers
by the Wigwag family, came on, dar
and stormy. 1t had been raining a
day, slow drizzle, and so it contir
ued through the night.