The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-06-02
Going an Errand.

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! why, Fanny, WHAT'S the matter !
said /, rather at a loss to comprehend this
sudden appeal. r.
j "My bracelet, my emerald bracelet =
it is gone! We must 90 right back for
it,"
Stop moment, Fanny" said, and
think where you left it, and I will leave
you at Mrs Merdle's and take the car
riage to get the bracelet, if you don't
mind waiting in the dressing room. .
But do mind" said my .tiancee. 81
mind very much waiting all
that horrid time, just as if / were wall
fl wer! No / don't! will go in with
Agatha Clark, or Susie Bellows and
Fred and then you can come when. you
will, only don't stop at the club to smoke,
but be as quick as you possibly can"
This conversation passed as we were
rolling through the streets of Boston on
our way to Mrs Merdle's Christmas Eve
party. |, George, was one Of the party,
She, Fanny, whom I. George, proposed to
take tosbe my welded wife, was the 9th
er. amor rather was-a young NJ.
D., not precisely dependent on my pro-
ftssion; and she, as the mention of the
emerald bracelet ought to imply, was not
precisely poor But for my engagement
| | should have been g at the front" with
rot few Of our Harvard boys. | ought
- have. bccnthere, aiitlw,uia have gone,
but Fannys papa was conservative III
politics, and intimated a suspension. if
not a caLceliing, Of the engagement must
thence follow. l would haze gone any
where with her promise, but | did not
like TO 60 withoul it; that is the plain
truth. However, the old gentleman was
+" coming round" as most old gentlemen
in Boston did, and I, meanwhile, wascom-
forting my conscience by gong to all the
parties with Fanny, with the usual lovers
privileges Of the period. So much by
way of introduction.
We, meantime, are at Mrs. Merdle's
front door, Fanny reminders Just
where she left her bracelet on the toll
ct cushion had only to ask Amy Jane
for it, and be right back" And 50 we
part at the dressing room door (frst
fstory front, while in little gust Of AT
| lection, as the night is cold, she twists
round my neck her own little Roman
scarf, which she absurdly supposes is suf-
fcient against all bronchial perils. Don't
forget 10 bring it back to me- were her
last words. She little thought Howev-
er, won anticipate. 1900 ...ss
I fancied John Goings answered rather
sulkily as / told him to drive me back
to No. = Mt. Vernon street,-that Miss
Fanny had left something, and ! had, to
return for it; but was SO full OF that
last little touching attention that did
not heed it. doubt fl gave him any.
direction when / jumped out of the car
riage and rushed into the horse; at
least, l never remember that did. Amy
Jane came down into the hall at my sum
mons, and went up to seek the missing
liewelry She stayed and stayed-I wait
ed and waited. stepped into the front
parlor, where the gas was TUNED low,
and picked up the Ecening Iranscript,
and came out into the hall again. | had
read it every line while waiting for Fan
lny. Then | tried cross readings; then
i the real estate column, looking for an
/ imaginary bower Of bliss wherein to spend
my earlier welded days with Fanny
then I-well, / got impatient. Amy Jane
came down for fresh instructions: "Was
Miss Fanny sure where she had put it,!
IL have since thought Amy Jane had views
4 Of her own respecting the evenings wear
! Of that particular gaud, But again |
Won't anticipate
4 / sent her back peremtorily, and at
last shr appeared with it. She had found
lit, it seems, but not where Fanny said
4 OF course not but all this time she had
/ been looking for the case. I take credit
to myself. that / said nothing which
might bc'tonsidered unbecoming to gen
tie man--=we doctors learn to command
ourselees--but thought several things
However, caught at the case and darted
lout of the door in the cold, frosty night,
thinking Of my lost waltzes with Fanny
land also Of her careless habits, quite in a
martial frame of mind. jumped into
the carriage, pulled down the shade, and
threw myself back while I began to rame
a lecture for Fans benefit Somehow, il
! did not compose az satisfactorily as
could wish; kept breaking down as |
; approached the harsh tone, and the more
a broke down, the more / softened
Fanny was a bit ola Dora Copperfeld
that is, as near as a Boston girl could APP
proach that type. which is not SO very
] near, after all.
Sol went on thinking and gliding
away till fancied eswere q precious
, while in getting to Mrs. Merdlc s. What
5 a difference company makes, especially
. Fanny's. company" I thought !; when
. Just then the hollow sound oil wheels go
ing over a wooden bridge caught my ear
) Il pulled up the shade and looked out
s There were no houses on that side--oniy
trees-but unless / was turned round, the
Common had no right to be on my right
! hand. looked out the other side-nC
E houses, only trees sliding along at a great
rate. Unless We were, driving through
9 1.-THE middle of the Common, where never