The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1870-01-08

ears unjust serve me, even though Miss
Prim. j. are SO much keener," and bowed,
scientifically.
GU men are ali caught by pretty
face and FORM" retorted Miss Prim, wiping
awayian imaginary tear and little pearl
powGsr from under her right eye, Overlook
ing tie fond heart that beat in less fair, but
moreltruthful bosoms."
Mare truthful bosOms, indeed but the
less aaid on that subject the better.
TIE nezt afternoon, came home early.
Mss Prim was waiting for me upon the
staira
"Ne's here" she whispered in a sepul-
chras tone. ale got in without my seeing
him.l Come along, and I'll soon convince
you Pf the truth Of my story"
ISufered myself to be led into Miss
Pri4's room, feeling very "small." I must
say, ibut inwardly praying that might tri-
ump p over the malicious old maid, yet.
The faa-light over the door, which found
means of communication between the rooms
occupied respectively BY Mrs. Twig and Miss
Prikl, was open, and we could bear distinct
ly the sound Of two voices. One was the
voif,, Of Mrs. Twig; the other, that of the
struhge man.
wicked light shone in Miss Prim's
gOcsebery eyes.
Shes calling her my darling" she
whispered, in a choking manner. He Oas,
I bard him. Speak, my darling" be said,
why are you silent?'
NY heart sank within me- forgot my
hui niliating position, and listened as eagerly
as Miss Prim herself No reply from Mrs
TJig.
t'Come to me, then, and give me kiss
to show that at least you will still love me, y
IA kiss an unmistakable kiss My heart
fell to my boots. Miss Prim stared. Just
thin, some one ran gaily up stairs, whist
liEg as he came.
Heaven Mr.. Twig! Miss Prim flew
out, grasped him by the arm, and had him in
her room in a second Of time.
!"Prepare yourself" she began, while the
unfortunate man stared wickedly at us both
AZ for me, was beginning to wish myself
ip the wilds Of Africa.
j"My wife !" exclaimed Twig.
s"Yes, your wife, that's just it, groaned
Miss Prim, Gloves another. He's in there
} Now pointing to Twig's ROOM he's beer
! there at at this hour for several days past
b calls her-but wait, you shall hear fol
yhurself," and she dragged him wildly t
tie door.
"Oh! what naughty pet you are" thu
} visitor was saying. Il shan't kiss you agar
fir week, unless you promise to be good.
"Oh! she will be good ito kiss be-
} al ain," returned Mrs. Twig, in that peculi
a. baby dialect, 'but isn't it time, = she con
thued, for you to 60, my dear my bus
band will soon be here. "
''Traitoress, be is here!" and the dool
Jew open, and there stood Mr.. Twig, foam
itg at the mouth, and glaring upon Mrs
1wig, her brother, Charles Ellet, the artist
Gtnd Miss Minnie, the three-year-old daught
; (r Of Charles, who sat beside her father, ev
Jlently enjoying fit Of frst-class sulks
What the deuce is the matter y sait
t Charles Ellet. Who the deuce are yol
t falling traitoress,' and Icky the deuce ar,
. aou looking like an enraged lunatic ~
Sand why did you come home SO earl,
md spoil my surprise, after all? There
l pow, won't give you anything for you
birthday" said Mrs. Twig, halfcrying, hall
a laughing
D There stood, on an easel, in front q
Charles, ''the surprise" nearly completes
a a.rayon head of the ''dear little wife"
f . For a moment, Twig stood dumb
$ Founded, then, turning upon Miss Prim, b
exclaimed
/; 'What the deuce do yO~ mean, you ii
P 5ernal, misunderstanding old maid n
z Miss Prim gasped, retreated few step:
hnd tainted in her own room; prOceedin
{, (which met the appreciation Of The spectators
n "Oh what an ass I've been, F" said Twie
i Isinking into a chair, and grasping himself b
ithe forehead, "Oh what COMPOUNDED foc
live been ~
- Good gracious me - exclaimed the littl
it woman, a sudden light breaking in upO
k her. "You haven't all been listening, an
1 thinking | had a lover, have you p
II "That same, Mrs. Twig," said |, "but Il
/ me explain"
| explained.
A Charles laughed, Mrs. Twigg said Ii
), tie, and then laughed also; and the nez
e day exhibited lovely diamOnd-ring.-.
A Weldon Cobb.