Democratic enquirer. [volume] (M'arthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1867-1873, 1869-06-02

and Miss ChanwpTths heart throbbed iast-
er This was all SO romantic.
.NTiss Chanworth," began Jack, In a
rather tragic tone, "this meeting, pleasant
os il has been, has had serious consequen-
Ces for me. tor,
Serious consequences Everybody knows
that that signifies the gentleman is IN love-
or AZ least that was Miss Chanworth s the
ory. and she had much information ON such
subjects. She blushed and waited but as
lack did not proceed she said:
'I am sure you are joking. -,
uIndeed am not" answered JACK; u
was never more in earnest
"Nov, Captain Hilton ] am sure l
never can tell whether you Nre serious or
not"
"But I am most serious" exclaimed
Jack. 'Believe me, Hattie ChanWoru,;
INV whole happiness is in your hands. All
my hopes in life are hanging on your Yes
or No.
This was plain speaking; and Miss Chan
worth was not inclined to say No. But IN
such cases she had always disliked spoken
nYes." 1t was too hard, too plump, too
practical, too every day.
She hesitated moment, and then She
placed her dear little hand i'll Jacks, ana
dropped her head softly as an apple-bios
som on his shoulder. :,
Jack. whose thoughts were far enough
from hers, could do nothing at first but
stare stupidity at her face and hand, WIN a
what.on-earth- -does-it-mean expression But
after moment of mortal perplexity, some
thing in her look told him the whole story,
and spprehending all in one instant what
an admirable mess he had made OF it, and
h ow cleyerly he had helped himself into q
worse dilemma, he jumped on his feet and
cried ont, The devil!
.sThe devilw echoed Hattie Chan~orTh'
frightened, reproachful 81 do not see
what he had TO do with ii.
81 do" exclaimed Jack, in utter des-
peration, and rushed ont without another
word. .
He WAS now as close on insanitS as a
sane man can go. No use now to ask MISS
Chanworth to explain; for Miss ChanW0rtn
herself would be ready to swear that ne haa
offered himself to her, and what a orute he
had been to that poor little girl tRlnkn1g
of nothing but himself, making her ridi'
culous and leaving her frightened and mys,
tiled alone in strange city He Wrlthed
when he thought OF it, but he had not the
pluck to go back and face an explanation
He was too thoroughly unnerved to becap,,
able of anything but sort OF dumb, dead
wishing that he could freeze up for hun
dred Years or so, and try his luck with
new generation that had never heard any
thing about him; for it made HIM eroln to
think of what would be the present reputa'
tion. Mabel regarded him as shameless
deceiyer. Miss Chanworth must consider
him an inefable and incomprehensibie
brute. He would go down TO the posterity
of Mabel's aunts, uncles, cousins, sisters
and brothers as social Benedict Arnold.
He would be handed down to the latest
Chanworth generation as New York Drag
ON OF Wantley. Rosy country maidens
vet unborn, would speculate about HIM,
and frown down his very name, OF At lta
mention toss their heads and tap their lit
tie slippers significantly. And let anybody
laugh who will, this speculation about the
Inborn country cousins was as painful as
the facts about the living Mabel and Hattie.
In this cheerful frame OF mind Jack
walked on, neither knowing nor caring
where he went, and met Mrs. Jennie,
Mrs. Jennie is one of those charming Int
tie women who are sent in this world eS-
pressly to oil the social machinery, She
was 30 CHEEKY, so plump, so pretty, and so
neat that it was good thing only to see
her And she had 10 much sympathy, and
always such a remedy on hand, that she
was eyerybody's confdante.
jack no sooner saw her than he began to
think that his case might not be so desper.
ate, and before they had walked block he
had told her the story.
sDear me What shame" said Mrs.
Jennie and then she giggled.
81 really beg your pardon, Captain Hill
ton, but it is funny"
Laugh away" said Jack, doggedly. 81
know have acted like muf' all through" ="
.rWould you call yourself muf," in
quired Mrs. Jennie, artfully, 'if You were
caught and drenched in shower of rain
I believe that showers and storms and hur-
ricanes occur in the moral atmosphere as
well. Have you never noticed how, when
one unluclSy thing happens, everything
goes wrOngY
u buOulu Gull lllh u ucuCt VI u bluhll,
then, remarked Jack.
"Oh you are numbering old craft on
wrong tack, ;" answered Mrs. Jennie cheer
ily. 81 do not think your case is desperate
Suppose make your explanations to the
young ladies, beginning with Miss Chan.
worth, poor childP
Jack caught her hand eagerly.
"Will you, really? Would you, could you
i mean will you tell her"
Everything that should be said and
when / have seen her safely away 1 will
call on Miss Mabel, who am sure will lis
ten to me.
You are my best friend" cried Jack;
"and-I say Mrs Jennie y
"Well"
There p E, is a shawl"
"Well ?"
"a real camel's hair. Mabel always
coveted one, and bought it to surprise
her. Would it be good idea to take it to
her?"
Mrs, Jennie looked doubtful.
"You know, pursued Jack, eagerly, that
all women"
He stopped himself Just as he was about
10 be stupid enough to tell Mira Jennie
that no woman could be Indifferent to the
of an India shawl. Mrs. Jennie
caught his meaning and colored, but dis
dained to argue
Jack wrung her hand, vowing secretly to
send her another, the finest that he could
ouy tore off to his lodgings seized the
parcel as it lay on his shelf wrapped in
brown paper, and dispatched it to her
Mrs. Jennie shook her head, but then she
effected that Jack knew Miss Mabel better
han she could, and she took the shawl, but
t weighed on her mind throughout the in
eTview.
She told Jacks story clearly, and with
'ome feeling; for she had just seen Miss
and her heart was sore for
he poor girl. Finally she presented tho
shawl, the most awkward part Of her mis-
ZION, in silence; for she really did not know
What to say about it.
Mabel cut the string mechanically, in si-
ence also. She was too near tears 10
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