Ellsworth American., 1871-07-13
Heres the nigh and there's the low.
Let the jack and game advance.

ing the heavy ear of night they could
distinctly see stout figure capering
slowly in the shadow and swinging
some object, which was probably
guitar.
''Oh. isn't it mean Isn't it hate.
ful!" chartered Fanny. with a quick,
sharp, patteriny utterance, very un-
like New England talk, or the gener-
ality Of Anglo-Saxon talk but fire.
quent'y enough heard among our
North River Hollanders.
Fred also was annoyed. Like the
race from which he sprang, he was
good-natured, jovial, fond Of Jokes,
and not grinly fastidious as to their
nature. Had not his wIe's feelings
been hurt he would not have cared
how wildly the musical unknown en-
joved himself, and would, indeed have
laughed csnyulsively at this extrava-
CANT song and this absurd dance. But
Fanny being outraged, he also-an
aitectionate husband-felt himself out
RACED. Being, however, slow to kim
die into active pugnacity, he had not
yet decided what 10 DO, and was only
looking about vaguely for convent
ent missile, when the jig ceased and
the solo recommended
80 heaven oa earth . Joyful lot
IN te the iosec's xordan knot.
have my sptrit's ful desire
mustard pohitire hot as Hrc."
Which was followed immediately, by
another walk around and the chorus
Round aad round we 20 and blow;
BACK and forth We dance and pranc-
liete. the high and there's the low,
LET Tue Jack and game advance
we are sorry To say that at this
point OF the entertainment Fred seized
the water-plicher, with the intention
Of letting fly, pottery aud all. at the
head OF the terpsichorean melodist.
Oh, don't implored Fanny, to
whom a To every good wife, her hus-
banos wrath was terrible. All,
don't Kill hlm, Tell him to 20 away.
Notified By half embrace Of a
round arm, Fred contented himself
with calling out Of the window Here,
toh Sir |, for one, don't like Your
music Won't yoa have the Kindness
% stop il NJ
Don't YOU like it," answered the
voice, IN tone OF wonder. What
do you think Of the words"
Il think they are very impertinent.
replied Fred, who was not as angry As
~ he supposed he ought to be, being
considerably puzzled bv the absurd
good faith simplicity of the serena
der.
You don't say 20 Y exclaimed the
voice. They are INV own
\ moments consideration of this
statement brought Frcd's wrath once
more 70 pitcher-throwing point.
Now see here he shouted. grasp
ins the Plusious missile-,urely fine
combination of the moist and the
~ -,aa..a .,f a,ianL fitted Ia dis.
may tue most anta.onistic tempera-
menls-"now SEC here Ii YOU don't
clear out III smash your skull open
and water your brains - he could not
help adding, with half 4 smile.
In reply To thl, complicated threat
thrI" wa> rush ot stumbling steps
from beneath the window and the man
of song ami dance disappeared with Il
haste which seemed like prcarrangeI
item Of tie performance, reminding
one of the dying exit of '.nigger
MINSTREL at the close OF hi. special
sensation.
Next morning, nervous from 1 bad
nights sleep. and bristlins down hi,
entire spine with sense Of insult.
red made search for hi, tormeutor.
No use; nobody has seen ANYBODY else
harncssed To guitar. As for Mr..
James +. Willard, his appearance. if
noticed at all, was irreproachablc no
one could suspect such an abdomen Of
serenaiing or any other lightmnded
performance. uow could anv sane
man suggest TO himself that a sedate
person OF tiftv odd, with girth of
four feet or more about the waistpand.
would 30 squalling and galloping u
bout o'nights like juvenile tomcat.
Fanny wanted to make one more
flight 10 eNade her ungratetul patient.
But Fred demonstrated they could
not afford to use up their little money
and time on railroads they must. he
insisted, try it where they were for at
least one more day.
During the morning they repaired to
some rocks on the shore to watch the
sunny ripping and smashing OF the
incoming tide. Discovering that she
had left her parasol in the hotel, Fan
ny jumped up to go in search Of it
herself, after the self-helpful fashion of
wives in our North River Dutchland.
But Fred caught her, pulled her back,
laughing to her seat, and ran off after
the missing necessary. ocarcel, had
he disappeared ere she was approached
by an elderly gentleman with a ruby
visage and projecting waistcoat, who,
for Gught she knew, was the President
of the United States, but who, AS We
are aware, was Mr.. James +. Willard.
Fannys impression Of him was that
he was fatherly old parsonage, sue
cessful and perhaps retired merchant
or other man of business, who would
prattle with her about seaside scenery,
aud with whom there would be no harm
in prattling. For the moment, possess
ed by the beauty of ocean, she had for
gotten her mysterious tormentor.
IL beg pardon, madame, is this Mrs
Van Curler:"
She had been SO little time married
that she was still in state of mini
to be fluttered by the sound of uer
matrimonial name aud by the title Of
madame. She looked up with small
smile Of pleasure, and said, in her
simple, kittenish way, "Yes. Sir"
"rnen, madam" he continued, II
may have the satisfaction Of believing
that this is your property"
He held up the very handkerchief
the well-remembered, detested hand
kerchief-the little, old. ragged hand
kerchief-which had contained the
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