Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1871-07-06

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precious. Yes--I like him."
"Do you? l think he's conceited
pup"
mo you don't Jack Romilly. You
should near how well he spoke Of you !
He's good fellow only he has just run
down from town, had little while to
stay, and made him welcome"
$50 the total exclusion of me. j had to
saunter about this cussed Down, at your
heels"
because, Jack, you are what the song
says"
Then would tune up
Tell me ye jealous-p -pated swans?
Now, don't be a fool, Tompkins y
such, dear reader-do not despise me--is
my farcical name--'Dont be a fool!
Don't call me jealous-pated swain; and
| will make it up"
Simple fellow! In five minutes we
were the best friends. With all the dull
ness, and The immense weight of marks
upon him and upon his conscience, liked
to talk to handsome Jack Romilly better
than to many more brilliant man. He
had good heart and fine sense; and his
talk had soothing, wise method about it
that was very pleasing. Yet; every now
and then this sensible, good fellow was
said, with his dog.
"Gyp, you little flirt, he would say,
"go to your master-there he is ; his name
is Tompkins."
Upon this, Gyp would look sadly into
his face and put one paw up, as if to
plead with him.
''Just like your sex." he would say,
spitefully. Don't you love him, Gyp ?"
Upon which the poor brute would
whine, and | would break out with my
song
Tell me ye jealous-pated swains?"
The reason why Jack Romilly came and
dwelt at Boxley was foretold. l tondly
believe that he came down to Boxley to
see me-partly, of course there was anoth-
er reason. He was in love with young
lady of-what he called a charming exte-
rior, and good womanship, admirably fin
shed, and thoroughly well furnished" l
gathered from this, that Lucy Spofforth
was well built and had good education
and was not mistaken.
Clear hazel eyes-very keen, very mer-
ry and honest-an oval face, and what
Jack termed an Austrian chin; a small ca
pable forehead, the hair brought down
somewhat low and worn very plain;
clear, fair complexion, and dark chestnut
hair; throat very white, and beautifully
set upon well-formed shoulders; height
of five feet four; and a movement at once
quick, graceful and dignitied, distinguish
ed Miss Lucy. Bnt more than these, her
sweet manners; her open, frank ways
her sweetly resonant and innocent voice.
her kindly address-so kindly that it put
every one at his or her ease, yet so lady
like and distinguished that none ever took,
or ever thought of taking, liberty with
her. Such was Lucy Spofforth; made
both to delight and to plague Jack. She
would no more have dreamed OF being
jealous, than she would have dreamed of
rivaling Mrs. Crummels, and of standing
on her head on the top of pikestaff, and
in the midst of fireworks.
Whatever Lucy did, seemed proper,
graceful and natural Jack was deeply
in love with her, and showed it in the
modern way-by staring at her for hours
after he was accepted; signing, walking
with her in deep silence, remarking that
it was ian uncommonly fine day." and
that he did so wish that she had been with
him to the Opera or the 900"
"Why, Jack" she would say, .'Boxley
is ever so much better than Zoo See what
a breeze we have! Acres upon acres and
thousands of cherry orchards, of straw
berry fields, of raspberries and currants ~
But think of Downy ones," he would
say. "Oh, Lucy, you should have seen
the dresses at the Zoo I"
80 gay so fine p cried Lucy "Why,
should have looked quite shabby thing,
and you know, Jack, should have had to
had a new dress ~
''Pshaw nonsense I" returned Jack;
l.
That's what you say, laughed Lucy.
Every man in love thinks the woman he is
in love with well enough dressed, because
she costs him no money!
"Now, don't say that, Lucy, don't say
that ! You know | would dress you in
gold, if l could; and," he added, soberly,
'if | thought it would please you'll"
LUCKILY, you know it would not, Jack,
she answered. "You belong to a noble
profession. What would please me is for
you to succeed in it-moderately, of
course, and to become the most noble and
learned soldier in the world. Look at the
number of marks that you gained, after
being at the head Of so many aspirants as
clever and rs good-as many were, no
doubt. Jack! you never should be second
to any man. Null secundus Is that right.
Jack P"
Even the soothing and gentl, pintch she
gave the lobe of Jacks red ear did not
reconcile Jack to that reference to his fa-
vorite passion. That immense number
lay heavy on his SOUL
why. Lucy you know it was all cram ~
"Others crammed too, Jack; but you
were tirst!n t4
Thus Lucy settled the matter, in her
eyes Jack was u hero. She was in love
with the young lieutenant, and determin.
ed to urge him to fulfil his ambition.
And thus twas at Boxley Down that
these innocents found again taste for
Paradise. Jackw as to be married as soon
as he got his company, and Jacks father
was already in connection with Craig's
court, and, no doubt, by judicious mix
ture of purchases. allowed by our virtu-
Gus and happy country. young Romilly.
who was well connected, would not have
TO wait long.
Dick Bulliman was dreaming of making