The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-03-31

DeauteOuS one, tomorrow night, at nall
past nine, IN the little summer-h house A
carriage will be waiting at short dis.
lance. Fail me not, thou precious angel,
nor fear to trust myself to one who
would die for thee Forever thine, Her
bert"
"Oh, the little imbecile! SO it is, as l
predicted and now what are you going
to do?"
Exactly what told you-elope with
the youth myself
i GLOW can you Jest so? A few days
ago you told me it was no laughing mat
ter. Is it any less now? Yet there you
sit, looking as if it were capital joke"
4 am not jesting, Annie, and you
needn't proceed to turn up the whites of
your eyes, and look sanotimonious, for
the cause Of my high spirits is simply
the thought hat I've found a way out of
this dificulty--at least for the present
and perhaps forever, who knows9
thought it all out last night, when you
were fast asleep you lazy thing shall
eope in Minnie's place.
"Helen Chapman"
"Annie Graham!"
! you'll never astonish me again, as
long as you live, by anything you may
say or do Well let us hear how this
pretty little maneuvre is to be accom-
plished."
"But first may l count on your assist
ance?"
"Did ever in my life refuse it when
you asked it, adventurous girl?"
"Very good here, then, is the pro-
gramme."
A long and mysterious conversation
followed, and the climbing roses that en-
wreathed the little summer house, peeped
in at the young conspirators, and, stirred
by tina June breezes, seemed to whisper
to each other and nod their bright faces
in approval AS the clock struck nine
that evening warm soft rain was falling,
and the night air was heavy and odorous.
i The two friends sat in the parlor gayly
chatting together while Minnie, silent
and i'll at ease, restlessly watched the
hands of the clock in their slow march,
and started at every sound After a
short time Helen turned, affecting a yawp,
and asked her sister to step into the
dining room and bring some ice water.
The instant she disappeared, Helen ran
to the clock and set it back ten minutes
ldT, ~ SOOu> tsdlo ALLY, Ou1
don't you begin to be afraid as the time
approaches.
Afraid of that little bit of pink and
white candy!'
But if we fail !" said Annie, uncon
sclously quoting Macbeth.
i 1--WE fail /" exclaimed Helen, striking
an attitude "Still, I'm free to confess
that begin to experience rather futter-
ING sensation in the region of the heart.
Hush here she comes. Thank you, Min
ME, dear; this is quite refreshing, Heigh
no! What does make me so sleepy to-
night L s only little after nine. Well,
nevertheless, Ii you'll only excuse me,
Annie l believe I'll say good night.
Minnie shall entertain you by playing
that pretty overture to lie Premier
Jour de Bonaeur" And Helen tripped
, up stairs, humming gayly, while her
sister CHANGING once more at the clock,
shrugged her plump shoulders impatient
ly, and seated herself at the piano.
Helen's song died away as she reached
, her room, and hastily letting her long
hair fall down about her shoulders, in
imitation of her sister, she thew veil
over her face, wrapped herself iu water
proof cloak, and softly stole down the
, back stairs and out into the rain and
; darkness.
It may be safely affirmed that Minnie
| Chapman had never before played the
overture to lie Premier Jour de Bon
, heur so wretchedly as upon this partic-
ular occasion. AS she rose from the
piano the clock pointed to twenty five
| minutes past nine. Hurriedly murmur-
, ing something about having left her Gro
f Chef in the library, she was about to
leave the room, when sudden cry OF
pain from Annie arrested her.
! "What is the matter?" she inquired,
looking back.
ooh, my eye p moaned Annie, with
E an expression of extreme anguish. ooh,
r dear what shall do?'
r "Have you got something in your eye p
asked Minnie, irresolute whether to 60
/! on or linger moment to help her friend.
Eyes oh, what can it be Do try and
, get it out for me. OH! and Annie
screwed up one of her azure cen very
tightly, and glared wildly about with
/ the other, rocking herself to and fro
7 with frequent groans. This was toe
much for Minnie's tender little heart,
and in an instant she was searching
, eagerly for the cause of SO much suffer
ing.
/ "Why, can't see anything at all y
cried she, after moments careful exam
nation.
How very strange!'
/ II 1os exceedingly strange.
"Can't You ?" groaned Annie.
"Oh!--Pl turn the gas little higher
There, I've turned it out -
"Pshaw where are the matches 2"
asked Minnie, cropping impatiently about
: in the darkness