The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1871-08-03
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But one day she got her comeupance.
You see, every spring the court comes
down here and heap OF lawyers along
with it-fne-loOking gentlemen, with
kid gloves on their hands, and lot OF
notions in their heads, anu bags full OF pa
pers and things Waal, one morning
there comes young Dir Barrister along
with them, as handsome as a plctur, and
with manners like silk, aid any number of
cases ter look ter The moment he clap
ped his eyes on Lucy Ellen he was lost
man. Law sakes, the pains he took ter
git introduced TO her L heered tell as how
he lost several cases that term, aud his
clients was mighty cut up But Lucy
Ellen, she always seemed ter go upon the
principle that the more bother she put
feller ter the better he'd like her for 1t ;
and | guess she he'd the rights OF 1t. So
she hung back like sixty, and jest t1lrted
with him all across the courtroom, and on
the street with her eyes, till, by and by,
he cornered her one day, and got down
wright acquainted 1t was ali along other
being run away with by young Reuen
Fleets pony. Yer see, he was ataklng
her out ter drive, and Jest got out ter the
post office for half d minute, when, whlsk
off went the pony like mad Mr.. Barris-
house with witness. and he seed his
chance, and event for that heather Chince'
of a pony and stopped him jest as Lucy
Ellen was on the point OF losing her senses
and being thrown out of the carriage.
Wa'al, Of course, aftt that they couldn't
stand on ceremony 10 more; hed saved
her life, and sprained his own arm, and
nothing to do but he must come up to Ia
Marigolds and be made much OF, and
Lucy Ellen bound up his arm in cold
baths as tender as sweetheart; and
every day he he'd ter go and report himself
till the arm got all right. And then, after
they got HIM into training, he went of
his own will, Jest like d piece Of machin-
cry that he'd once got al impetuous. He
used ter slip out OF court between the call
ing OF his cases, aud clip over ter Mari
colds place, and hev a chat along with
Lucy Ellen in the best parlor, that always
made you sne, re ter go Inter It,
or out In the porch, where sue was mostly
sitting, sewing like lady, i'll her
muslin gowns and curls and necklaces and
whatnots that the other young fellows he'd
given her. On, | tell you, that he was
that much in love with her that the Mari
gods thought it was a sure tbinS-though
he'd never said nOthil. e IL particularly and
heerd tell as Eow Miss Marigold btd be-
gun to stone the raisins for the wedding
cake, and looked at Swiss muslins and de-
iusion lace over ter ShopVille. But there's
many hole in the skinner, and one OF
'em was big enough for Lucy Ellen's beau
ter slip through. 1t was enough ter make
your heart big wi h envy and wish your
self young ag'in, with bush III your
cheek, and fortune Ill your eyes, TO see
her and Mr. Barrister together a-walking
to meeting, and a-loitering along the way,
and Arranging over the gate II the twi-
| lights, and a sailing off at sunset on the
river. Waal, we can't be young but onst.
! How he used ter look at her, with his soul
| in them great eyes of his'n and every word
| she said WAS law ana gospel IL his ears
Them was heydays for Lucy Ellen, and
they might hev Tapped over ter this time
| il she'd he'd a proper Respect for the truth,
and not a tried ter dt ceive and hOodwink
him rs was honest as daylight with her,
| aud would hev thought all the better oi
| her for being capable and doing her Guty
! But there, it was the way she was brought
up; as the tWig is bent the trees inciin
! ed" It was second natur for her ter make
! believe, and | don't know o. she could
! help ii, NJ moren she could help looking
| like an apple blossom. Dear, dear. how
| every BODY was a.talking about what {
handsome couple they'd be, and what &
match it was for Lucy Ellen, and a-look
ing forward to the wedding fXlngs, ant
ter dreaming on the wedding cake aud a
planning it all out for her, as folks do
Ho used ter bring her books OF verses, an(
read em sitting on the door step at Luc,
Elleu's feet, and she thinking of goodnes
knows what, for douDt II she understood
a.word Of 'em, though she made belieV
mighty natural and pretty; she knew
| how.
One dav when he drove her.over te
Shopville he asked what number of glov
she wore.
"The last pair bought said she, eva
skies" And so they were. They'd got
by mistake, YOU see, in among the sevens
and she'd he'd to sell 'em ter Hitty Havel
for half price. So Mr.. Barrister he goe
and buys the handsomest pair Of skies. tn
color of lilOck bushes, and all perfumes
up; and Lucy Ellen she thanks him IN he
pretty, innocent way, and puts 'em out G
Sight; and SION as ever his backs turned
over she skips ter ShOpville, by herSel
and gits pair of sevcns; and when n
comes ter walk ter meeting with her mex
Sunday, says she, smiling up at him sWee
as musk,
81 shall never put on my beautifu
gloves, Mr.. Barrister, without thinking {
you"
Il wish they might last forever, then,
said he. And I'll be bound that Luc
Elleu's heart gave great thrill of pal
and delight. Jest as mine did when he
father But there; that's nothing 10 d
with Lucy Ellen, only IL be bound sll
thought he was going for ter sag some
thing worth hearing But he never di
say anything higher to it, She's got thel
lilock sizes hid away among her tinerv te
this day, dreadful witnesses of her foil,
, Perhaps she keeps 'em as kind of r,
minder Of her sinS-9s penance, you kno'
, though, goodness knows she's sufere
| for 'em Wa'al, | sometimes think trnu0
; is sent for our advantage, ter learn I
things we wouldn't hev no idee of withol
+ 'em. Now if Lucy Ellen he'd nlerried M
Barrister, and things he'd gone on smootl
and she'd a lived Iii grandeur all her day
, like as not she'd a gone on deceiving an
mskiBg believe to the eud of the chapte
: without ever seeing the harm or qui
: knowing what she was ADDING of; but OF
day comes along this here disappointment
and sort of stirs the soul up, ana sets t
wondering what it's all for; and she go
l ter thinking and Ietiecting about he
? | self, anu the upshot is that LuC
r Ellen Marigold isn't the same girl t
: day ss she was the last time she set ey
: on Mr.. Barrister. You see the term
t court was drawing ter close, and NJ
v Barrister he was deep in love as eve
, when, that last day, ne went over fer Nal
{ gold. place, round by Farmer Knowle
r cider-mill, and up the lane where the wi
2 roses grew, that led by Miss Marigeld
( kitchen windows; and going by, natur
i enough, he looked in, without a thoug
T of doing any thing unhandsome, or pee
r ing where he wasn't wanted ter, a,
S there, with her sleeves rolled up over
:, white, round arms, with her cheeks Ill
J. twin roses, eyes like Jewels, stood Lu
l. Ellen, ironing away the weeks wsshil
v for dear life, and humming love-son
# OF course she didn't see him, though
r stood stock still for full minute, drinkh
d in the loveliness and the detmess of b,
1t Then he walked round ter the fore-do
N and pulled the bell. There was sol
ID delay in answering of the door, and tn
o. Miss Marigold herself opened it, smili
ut like summer. S
s. Wouldn't Mr. Barrister walk in2