Litchfield enquirer., 1869-09-30


 ing queens ware was placed on the table Cyrus vowed that it had never been so white since he bought it. LAR u1cE
 They had a delightful meal. but no but ter. Cyrns couldn't keep butter, he said, in that warm weather; but the bread was Dutch cake with raisins in it, and the cof- fee, with cream that was just beginning to turn, was capital, and so were the scram- bled eggs. F..
 Our friend was as happy as king. He was so glad that HeiskilL and the other fef- lows had been out when he called, and he only hoped they wouldn't drop in on him on their way back. But there was no dan- Her of that. Miss Fanny seemed to remem- Der that the afternoon was on the wane, and rising and declaring that she never had a nicer supper, principally because it was so funny" said she must be going and which was her trunk?
 s'The smallest of those two yellow ones, " said Cyrus; land we will write your name on card and tack it on the end, so as to make everything ship shape" a.s '-. z, This was soon done, and then Cyrus went for hack. He knew 8 man who ''stood" near his college, and who had trusted him before, and who would do it again. Cyrus gave him some private i'm structions in regard to making it appear that the lady had just come from the Ken sington depot. '' =" 'i.1.
 'sThat Can be worked" said the man: 'the train's just in-about ten minutes now" t... ...- .t,sr -=
 So they hurried back. Miss Birch was escorted down and the man sent up for the trunk. So far so good; but Mrs. Stacey, the landlady, a thoroughly good soul, but a little careful about students made her appearance with look of anxiety upon her face. -- V aL ..l ..a. ....
 Going to take your trunks away. Mir. Durham? said she, as soon as the lady was in the carriage. .I
 Cyrus led her back into the hall, and ex- plained that it was only one trunk. and ad- ded that he was not going to leave tho house, and would explain to her in min. ute. The thought of all his furniture now came over the good lady's mind, and she retired, satisfied for the present. The trunk was now strapped on, and at the door of the carriage Cyrus was about to take leave of Miss Fanny when she remem- bered the dispatch. Cyrus promised to at tend to that flor he had just about money enough); and it was agreed that it had better be sent to her uncle, as her father lived nearly three miles from a station. Then good-by was said, and away to the LaPierre House went Fanny Birch with Cyrus Durham's heart. Yes, she had it certainly. He had known her and liked her, ever so much, for years; but he had never seen her in the full bloom of young womanhood until to-day. She had never before had such an intimate little bit of sympathetic action with him; she had nev- CT before eaten at his table! .3
 When poor Cyrus went back into his room, after sending the dispatch he sat down disconsolate. How dark, dreary and common looking was every thing! How disagreeable that little stove, and how hot; and how stupid those dirty dishes! One cup, sancer. and plate he pat away and vowed he would never wash it. He was no fool, but he was young.<
 Then he lighted his pipe and sat down to ruminate. There she had sat and talk. ed to him; there she had stood by him when he was writing her name on the card, and there she had held it against the end of the trunk while he stuck. the tack into the first corner; yes, and there i Uas stiU :! Shere was no doubt of it-the card was just where he had tackled it. What did it mean? Oh. that stupid hound of 8 hack man had taken the wrong trunkj .@a
 Cyrus had scarcely comprehended the extent of this misfortune when there en- tered Heiskili, Seymour and little Myles They had just come in from 8 walk in tue country; had had capital dinner about four o'clock, and were now here to go to work. they said, after an afternoon of play In order to prove this assertion they each lighted a pipe, and seated themselves khor uirh f,,t kI, highest article of furniture that they could reach. .-e4--s-e.-g .-. ta
 ''What is the matter with Cy?' said lit. tie Myles. "What makes him, SO quiet? and why is he sitting here with the room erable tomb?" - a...
 ing, lighted the gas. After considerable that the big table be cleared, aRd that they should go to work.
 You're professor tonight. Seymour, you know, and try not to ask any questions you can't answer yourself . .. ... umn," said little Myles. II don't want him asking me to articulate humerus and a fibula again. .sH4Ie..s q -a < s.tI ..as ."Oh, you needn't bother about who's to be demonstrator!" said Cyrus. we can t do any anatomy tonight. The skeleton 8 goneI- 1T zso .h.ss- ... - "A r h order that the foregoing conversation may be understood. it may bs we'll to state that these young men had cIubbei togeth- CT to buy an articulated skeleton, upon which they rubbed up their anatomical each of the party acting in turn for an evening as "professor, and asking questions of the others. This skeleton was kept in long yellow paching trunk, and the hackman had taken it of with Miss Birch to the hotel. There was no reason why he should not have taken it, for it was near the door. and was indeed the only trunk visible upon first entering. Cyrus was so full of Miss Birch and the bothersome laHdlady that he did not mo- tice the mistake. .a ag. 10 agr-f 1
 Of course with three such eager and amaz ed inquirers as to the whereabouts of their common property, there was nothing toebe done but to. tell, under promises of strict secrecy, the whole story. It was re- ceived with unbounded applause, and the joke was considered far more enioyable than any study of anatomy could possible prove. 1lWhen the laughter had somewhat subsided Heiskill asked Cyrus what he in. tended tod aIqo3ss 4s1 ta6a a18 ~ g"Why, I'll have to go round in the nor ming and explain that the wrong, trunk was taken (of course | shant tell her what is in it and then. I'll have to get that Bill to drive her and if to tha Ralf;moro 5anot