Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1871-08-24

Dl 10 use I'd huyDAc- h7Ss D0iiiAAaA " a.
busy with her school, and with making
her mother comfortable; and was dream
ing of-no matter; not even the Downy
ones Of Boxley shall know.
One day not far from Christmas-so
said many Of us.-when matters were
proceeding in this pastoral manner, jack
Romilly came in, silent and depressed.
He gave Gyp cuff because the poor ami
NAL fawned on him, threw the Satu7dd,
Reries TO the end Of the room, and threw
himself upon the sofa
Whats the matter, jack" | asked.
Jack groaned plsintively.
us II 50 bad as that !"
"Worse!" he said /" as bad as bad can
be. My dear boy, never place you heart,
as have done, upon so fraii thing as
woman"
Jack" said l, "don't be foolish"
Il may be foolish" said he, bitterly,
"when Lucy is false"
"Pshaw, my dear fellow; you will be
angry with yourself for saying so. What
do you mean?"
In answer to this, Jack took out hi.
watch, sighed heavily. and told me that in
few minutes we would be able to see.
AT four o'clock, every other afternoon,
that false girl" he said, "goes courting-
absolutely courting-Dick Bulliman."
Lucy was a favorite Of mine, and I
would not hear her abused. / told Jack
so; and he, soberly sad and full of argu-
ment-so certain that he was right-heard
all that said with calmnees, and again
drew out his watch.
"Nowr he cried, "now's the time
Come up into my bedroom-we shall not
be observed there-and from the window
we can observe Bullinans garden.
At four O'Clock precisely, Miss Lucy
Spofforth opened Bul!iman's front gate,
walked through the Ieat little forecourt
they digniied by the name of garden, and
we heard-Jack heard as if it were the
crack Of doom-her neat, little, arlstocrat-
ic double knock on Bulliman's front door.
Jacks nature was, as Lucy had assured
me-for | was in confidence with the two
"a large one. don't like large ma
lures, II they are anything like Jacks. l
have been assured that Lord Byrons was
large nature; and have found, as rule,
that these large natures are generally of a
poetic, tumultuous, greedy, ambitious, not
TO say selfish, kind and that the poor and
wretched small natures are expected to
do all the kind work and self sacrifice.
Jack, therefore, directly he saw Lucy,
and heard that knock, turned sort OF
green; and, treating me as an extempore
Iago hiss d. literally hissed-the heroics
of the stage being but fains copies Of the
exaggerated passions of these large ma
lures
"What does she do at Buliman'ss She,
who Is above them in rank and social DO
sition? What does she do?"
N. b may here remark that the
Downy ones Of Boxley who live on their
means never visit another Downy who is
in trade, or even profession; and that
the old church at Boxley is carefully di-
vided into first, second, and third-class
pews-so aristocratic are we.
"Don cried. "You great muff, you
Why, she goes TO take music lessons of
Miss Bulliman."
"Does she?" sneered Jack "Muff as
am, know that Lucy could beat Miss
pullman all TO shiveIs at music. Take
lessons in organic chemistry, you mean.
Come along. I'll settle this"
"Don't go, jack" l cried "you will
repent 1t. You do not know these
people"
BEG pardon, do. l have been intro.
duced to them; but l have been making
inquiries"
dash your inquiries" jerked in.
"And my opinion is made up. ! have
learned all about it. She has visited this
house for fortnight thus; and has never
told me!'
This staggered me. Well, Dick Bull.
man was clever, good fellow Had Lucy
got tired of her great nature'
"Come on" again cried Jack
And pushing me down stairs he seized
his hat, put mine on, and we went down
stairs quick foot, as they say in the coun-
try across the water.
Down stairs we went on tiptoe. Why
on tiptoe don't know; but we were ex-
cited and hstrionic In we sneaked, also
on tiptoe, into Bulliman's garden, and
were guilty-being great natures, and his
trionic also-Of the objectionable mean.
ness 40 often seen on the stage-ol
crOuching to listen and spy behind q
thick cypress tree which adorned the
garden, and Of looking through the
window.
Boxley Down is a quiet place; and
whether our ears were sharper thar
usual, or the silvery tones of Lucy's re
SOucul SOlCC plcICci luIIutT tHdu USUAL,
cannot say but there we saw Miss Bull
man, in a hat, standing up and looking
down on Lucy, who, with her hat off, wa,
sitting down; and we heard the lattel
say;
"a very cruel letter; and l am afraid
must not come here again"
Jack gave me cruel drive with his el
bow, such cruel drive as / do not wan
again to have just below my false ribs; ant
then he again Kissed:
"'Tis my letter will unma,k the hyp
Ocrite! Come Onl"
l was dragged forward-how l hardly
know; but soon found myself opposite
Lucy and Miss Buliman, and heard Jacks
resolute and certainly offensive tones.
IL know all, Miss Spofiorth. l havs
heard what you have said have my wit
ness here" He threw back his great HAND
in his eagerness, and knocked my hat
down with crash--I had aiken 1t of DO
litely to Miss Builiman, whom | rather
admired-and he said, fixing his large
fierce eyes upon pretty Miss Lucy, L have
done you forever
Hereupon, Lucy, who was but young
and very much in love, gave great scream
and event off" Miss Bullman went of
too, but not in dead faint; called Jack