Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1869-11-25

good laddie, and he couldn't always
remain a bachelor. He'll make a cannie
bridegroom. and we'd best think Of wish
ing him bonny wife and fair armful
Of bairns.
Miss Bohea felt it binding upon her
to blush.
'If he'd only not chosen D;ssenter
observed Mrs. Curry -combe, relenting.
Yes, sighed Mrs. Maydew but we'll
get him to convert his wife YOU and
Mr.. Curry-combe will manage that,
dear. What delightful sermon that
was the rector gave us this morning
Mrs. Curry-combe's brow cleared up
entirely. I'm glad you liked the ser
mon, dear; William and | worked at
it together. But, dear me, here he
comes in person. exclaimed the rec
tors wife glancing down the street.
Who William
No, no Jack Haviland.'
And so it was Mr.. Jack. making
fearful gestures with his arms, aud
walking at break neck pace. was
looming in the distance. lie seemed
to be unconscious of surrounding OBJ
jects. and was frightfuly pale.
why, what can have happencdr
cried Mrs. Mavdcw he looked so hap.
py this morning
He's not himself at all now said
RS. M'!lotscone, terrified.
Il think he is in stats OF inebria, ion,
observed Mrs. Bohca.
Mr.. IIaviland Mr.. Haviland Why,
don't you intend to speak To Us : cried
out Mrs. Curry-combc. rs Jack, with
his eyes cast down, seemed about to
rush by without stopping.
Jack looked up s'artled, raised his
hat mechanically, and stared vaca tlv
at the group. Good morning, ladies'
he stammcred in m altered voice. Il
beg your pardon had not seen you
lie spoke absently, scarcely knowing
what he said Mrs. Wholesome TOOK
pity on him. The poor fellows ailing.
she whispered and the ladies. With the
exception Of Mis-, Bohca, nodded kind
iy. 10 give Jack an excuse for going his
WAY lie male a second bow. AMI con
tinucd his course without lpoNing I,
right or lcil. >omrthin. was clearly
the matter with him.
i wonder what it can be = exclaimed
the four ladies' together. aud they part
ed with every variety Of conjecture anil
surmisc
Its not very difficult 10 guess said
Miss Bohca. with and intonation Of tri-
umph /; that little Miss Chatiield must
have Tilted him.
At all events, not of her own accord,
poor girl FOR ii Miss Bohea'. suspicion
was right in the letter it was quite in
correct III tue spirit Jack nad not been
Tilted he hal only been told that his
dream of happiness was at an end
that WAS all but was il not enough and
hrl he not reason To clasp his fists "a,
lac went, Ia vow that WAS the most mis-
cradle being alive and 10 plan throwing
hims Ii into the sea that very night A.
soon as ever tue moon should have MS
en-.
This is what had happened: Jack
that morning had got up a usual, with
out cloud 10 dull his heart He had
breakfisted conf lingly of two poachcd
eggs, and had set out for Mr.. Jumpers
place Of worship, rightcously'purposed
i attend TO that reverend mans exhor
tations, and 10 make himself cheerful
soul hy looking as frequently as he
could during the service at Miss Lucy
Chatiicld, IN the pew opposite him. He
had arraved himself in hi, best, had
stuck a bright moss-rosebul within his
button-hole, aud had drawn on the
choicest pair dog skin gloves, quoted
four shllings and sixpence in the mar
ket. Hi, chin new reaped. his hair well
brushed, and his whiskers trinity comb
ed. had all created the most favorable
impression upon the congregation at
the tabernacle. Mr.. Jumper, who had
detected in him proselyte, eyed him
approvingly. on ascending 10 the pull
pit /; and Mrs. Jumper, who had had
him shown into her pew, presented him
with her llymn-book. Albeit, as the
service progressed, Jacks brow began
10 lower.
At quarter past eleven, neither Lucy,
nor Annie Chatiield had yet appeared.
Twenty minutes, twenty-five, halt an
hour elapsed. and yet no sign Of the
party. Jacks brow became overcast
The sermon commenced, and Mr..
Jumper, with fervid eloquence, began
prophesying unpleasantries to the mis-
i.F N,
evident that Lucy would not appear
that day. Jack felt himself oppressed
with all the terrors that human mind,
when suffering from the pains of love,
can forge. lie felt himself stiling in
the close packed chapel. His fears
grew apace, and, to the speechless scan
dal of the congregation. he rose IN the
very midst of the sermon,-at the pa
thetic point where Mr.. Jumper, with
view 10 his special conversion, was de-
scribing the joy of the black sheep who
has been washed.-and bolted out.
When once outside, however, he had
moments hope. Susan, one of the
house maids at Beauchampe Villa, was
standing on the chapel sep, and us
soon as he apps drew letter mys-
teriously fon her pocket, handed II to
him, and without saying word, disap-
peared. 1t was not Lucy's hand writ
ing, this letter, and Jack heard his
ueart throb again with all its fears AS
he tore open the envelope. TINS is
what he read:
My DEAR Mr.. HAvILAND: All has been
discovered. Mr.. Chatieid came home last
night in dreadful anger, having been told
by somebody, We do not know whom, that
you were in the habit of gong out walking
with US every day. he scoldad poor Lucy
ali the evening yesterday, ahd again this
morning He IS the most furious, as she
has held out bravely that she loves you,
and will marry no one but you. l believe