Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1870-10-13
Gales and Sketehes.
GETTING IN THE WRONG CARRIAGE.

patience upon Jte cneefIesS, Wlnu-SWepl
platform, and females huddled around the
stove or endeayored to peep through the
dirty depot windows.
Conspicuous among these might have
been seen the pretty face of June Tracy.
She was young. anxious, and unaccus-
toned to travelling alone; but having re-
ceived an invitation from an old bachelor
uncle and maiden aunt who lived in luxu-
rious selishness alone, had after much
urging upon the part of her mother (who
already had visions of June being heir to
their vast wealthy consented to make the
visit. The letter giving the invitation.
contained minute directions how she was
to reach the city. and informed her that q
carriage would be waiting at the New
York side Of the ferry upon a specified
evening, unless they were notified to the
contrary.
June had early and always impressed
upon her the primness and propriety of
Aunt Prudence Griswald, who was fifty and
unmarried, and the vast wealth and par
simony of Uncle Nathan, and sat with
many forebodings of discomfort watching
for the train, and was half tempted to let
| it 90 on without her, when it at last dash
ed5up to the platform. The cry of 'all
aboard" decided the matter, and she fol-
lowed the rushing throng, found herself
hustled into seat with scarcely any yoli-
ton upon her part, and was whirled rap
idly away toward her unknown and dread
ed relations.
A long and weary ride brought her to
the depot, and as she was preparing to leave
the cars, a motherly old lady advised her
to mutfie up her ears or she would cer-
tainly freeze them in that little, senseless
hat" She smiled in reply, but wound a
soft, white wool cloud about her head so
as to leave nothing visible but n pair of
bright eyes, the tip of Il pretty nose, and
red, ripe lips, and followed with a palpi-
tatin9 heart through the noise and contu-
sion, and summed the vulgar gaze OF the
men, glad indeed, when the stormy river
was passed.
"A young lady here for the Griswald
carriage?" shouted "A man so near her ears
as to almost deaten her
"Yes; am the one," she taltered in re-
ply, feeling as if she had suddenly found
friend amidst the Bedlam Of .jostling,
fighting and importuning.
"1'his way, if you please, Miss
In moment she was led through the
crowd, seated upon the soft cushions of an
elegant carriage, and was being driven
rapidly through the brilliantly lighted
streets, half dazzled by the unaccustomed
glitter and splendor.
At length it stopped before a brown
stone front, the door was opened, a SER
want assisted her to alight, she walked up
the broad steps and instantly was clasped
in the arms OF gentleman, who rained
warm kisses upon her lips, gave her Il
thousand welcomes, called her pet names,
impetuously lifted her in his strong arms,
carried her into the cosy reception-room,
placed her in an armchair before a blaz-
ing anthracite fire, and begun to relieve
her of the cumbersome wrappings. Man
fashion, he tore off the cloud, and loosing
the fastenings of her hair, caused it to fall
in a mass OF lovely golden ripples over
| her shoulders.
"What the deyil?" he exclaimed, start
ing back and crushing the iaunty little hat
in his hands-then gazing speechless at
the beautiful girl who sat completely stu
piiied by the reception, and wondering
where was her curmudgeon of an uncle
she had expected to see-wondering if il
could possibly be he, and ventured to cal
him Uncle Nathan and asked for Aunt Pru-
dence.
Uncle Nathan Aunt pru-the deuce
There is some mistake. know of no such
persons as You name.
"Not know them? Is not this their
house?" she asked looking anXiously
around.
''lt certainly is not. Until | so rudely
removed your wrappings-ior which / beg
| pardon--l thought it was my sister Eva
whom | am expecting home from board
ing school. The mistake was natural UNI
| der the circumstances
as not this the house of Nathan Girls
wald? she asked again, rising trembling
" and with face blanched even to the
lips;
mo, Miss. My name is Buswell, and
am master here.
1t flashed upon her in an Instant, tha
the somewhat similarity of names hat
caused her to make the mistake, ant
glancing up at the dark and handsome face
of him whose kisses were still burning
upon her lips, her own became scarlet
and covering her face with her pretty
white hands, she sank back in the chain
and burst into tears.
Fred Buswell puckered up his mouth
and went through the motions OF an mag
mary whistle. Poor thingm he thought.
''RY JONei Dut Sne Is naHusOlne, III Is Ilo
wonder she is heightened to receive such
bear embraces from an entire stranger
when she expected to have been coolly
welcomed by some antiquated uncle
But he could not endure the torture of {
lovely woman's tears, and clearing hi,
throat, said aloud:
ado not be alarmed, Miss. | regret n.
much as you possibly can that | was sc
hasty in my conclusions" The wretch
when he was Illustrating upon the kisses
he had stolen, and was longing for more
Up famed the color between the deli
cate white fingers, and the tears fell evei
faster than before. He saw that he wa
making matters worse, and with menta
and not over-refned eXpletive, he stopped
short, walked to the other side of the room
rang the bell, and directed the carriage tC
be instantly sent back to the depot to Sc,
if Miss Eva was not waiting there. Thel
he resumed his place upon the heathrug
resting his elbow upon the mantle, anC
continued:
II entreat you. Miss, not to feel so bad
ly over slight mistake, and one to whicl