Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1869-02-19
DODGEvLLE, WISCONSIN, FRIDAY FEBRUARY 49, .@l 4

generously advanced in her hour of nee'
and tribulation. She had been for tim
so engrossed with constant attendanc
Upon her dear aunt, that she had not hat
a moment to do or think of anything else
And, when all was over, she knew it wa
too lateI to5remit to Hastings, and, alas
| she had mislaid his town address. Sh
had hunted for it everywhere, when /
| suddenly occurred to her that she Nigh
Ihave put his card into his porteDs0aaa,Gte
How delighted she was to find itthere
| All this, and much more, she said, in tor
rents of words, emphasized with the mos
bewitching smiles, and purified by an al
most infantile simplicity. The hour ant
| the woman had arrived. Mr.. Grenvill'
Tremaine Jones was at her feet-literally
He dropped on one knee, seized her hand
| and covered it with kisses-then sprung
to his feet, passed his arm around hel
waist, and drew her to himself, gabbling
stammering, spluttering no matter what
In less thansten minutes he had pledged
himself to IrnarrySa woman of whom he
knew nothing more than she had chosen
to tell him. Taking the bit between his
teeth, he fairly bolted from the path b
reason and common sense. Not content
with engaging himself, he had wrung from
the lady-after feeble show of maidehly
coyness-her consent to their union
taking place on Friday fortnight
and it was then Tuesday. He only re-
GREETED that his housekeeper had gone out
to do some shopping, for he wished heI
to say whether she would retain or dis
miss that worthy individual. Clara had
tact enough to be enraptured with every.
thing. His housekeeper, she was quite
sure, must be treasure She wouldn't
hear Sef the dear old thing being sent
away. She would rather stay away her.
self-this was said with an arch smile and
rougish twinkle of the,eye that COM
pleted the conquest of the impressionable
young man, and left him her slave.
AS he slipped his generous Burgundy
Mr.. Grenville Tremaine Jones had been
recalling this pleasant. episode; and as he
did SO, he thought how proud and happy
his dear mother would have been to have
welcomed his adored Clara, and how she
would have taken the enchantress to her
arms as her own child. And as he thought
of this he SIGHED.
On the opposite side of the fireplace,
and directly facing the host, sat DR.. j hn
Bryan, young medical practitioner, rap
idly rising into repute in bloomsbury.
It so CHANGED that late one afternoon to-
wards the close Of the London season he
was suddenly called on to attend q young
lady, residing in dull but respectable
boarding house, who had been knocked
down and run over by hanson cab The
no q q Nt W yua "a
arm broken, but the whole system had
been seriously deranged by the shock,
and there was reason to fear that
some internal injury had been sus-
tained This last apprehension proved
to be groundless; and cure would speed
lily haze been effected had she paid closer
But unfortunately, the little lady was
a relapse, long convalescence, and very
long doctors bill, though John Bryan had
reduced his charges to minimum, partly
out of pity for her childlike helplessness
and simplicity, partly out of admiration
of the golden glory of her long flowing
tresses. AS Constance rather prided her
self upon her ancient descent, than upon
plebeian wealth, two elderly gentlemen,
who had constituted themselves her spe-
cial champions and !" blackamoors," in
sisted upon being allowed the privilege Of
acting as her bankers on this OCCASION !;
and as each stipulated that the other
should know nothing about it, Miss Tay-
leurl made rather good thing out of her
illness, more so, as she went of, after
all, without paving the bill. The land
lady, also, had some reason to complain ;
for, in consideration of the heavy medical
expenses incurred by her favorite lodger,
she had allowed her to go away for a
month for change of air without requiring
a settlement in full previous to her de-
parture. But when six weeks had expir-
ed, and nothing had been heard of Miss
Tayleur's movements, Mrs. Robinson
wrote to her at the address she had given,
inquiring after her health, and when she
might hope to see her again.JTT rITT |
d Instead of a reply, she received her own
letter: no such person was known, nor
was there any such street in Scarborough.
Then the murder came out. The two old
gentlemen confessed their folly, and DR..
Bryan was informed that his fascinating
patient was suspected of being an .advenl
.trlIess. The doctor boreE the news with
equanimity; he merely expressed his rel
gret at having been deceived by the artless
manners of the "child of earth with the
golden hair" and the affair passed away
from his mind. IS EtJ 1Fa8
In the latter part of October, John
Bryan found himself er desperately in
love with e the daughter of a
prosperous city merchant residing in Ty-
BURMA. Dropping in one evening to try
q new duet, he was surprised to find
Miss Wilkinson in a decidedly sitlky
humor
"Tell me-" said he, gently tell me
Charlotte, what is the matter?''
"There is nothing the matter" was the
unsympathetic reply.
"Pardon me, Charlotte, there is some
thing the matter. Have offended you in
any way Ii so, I assure youit was quite
unwittingly on my part"
The soft tone in which he spoke work ed
visiblY in his favor. The lips trembled
and tear stood in each eye., Making 8
vain effort to be calm, she asked with Faf
fected indifference,
s"By the way, do you happen to know q
Miss Constance Tayleur?" ?"
"Well, wish I could say No." said he
laughing. "But surely, Charlotte, Miss
Tayleur is not one of your friends
Question for question: How long have
you known her? What is she? Where
is she ~" }sIll 9Hgs3B.A GG %BI
( fsStop, stop, DIR. Bryan, you are ba6
catecnist; you give me no time to reply
If you particlarly wish it, I can obtain hel
address from Harriet Fielding, who told
me al about that affair. I must say, DR.
Bryan, your conduct was disgracefdl. II
was not hat-what-what-" the pool
girls dignity fairly broke down, and she
burst into tears. lli9 9ttj