Litchfield enquirer., 1871-08-03
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 Simple fellowl In five minutes we were the best friends. Withs all his dullness, and the immense weight of marks upon him and upon his conscience, I liked to talk to handsome Jack Romilly better than to many a more brilliant man. He had 8 good heart and fine sense; and his talk had a soothing. wise method about it that was very pleasing. Yet, every now and then this sensible. good fellow was disfg. ured with gusts of jealousy even. as said, with his dog. c
 'Gyp, you little flirt, he would say, 'go to your master-there he is; his name is Tompkins' ar eez ss s-{ arg
 Upon this, Gyp, would look sadly. into his face and put one paw up. as ifto plead with him. 4
 'yust like your sex,' he would say. spite fully. Don't you love him, Gypg
 Upon which the poor brute would whine, and l would break out with my song
 u s'Tell me, ye jealous-pated swains
 The reason why Jack Romilly came and dwelt at Boxley was twofold. fondly be- lieve that he came down to B0xley to see me-partly, of course. There was another reason. He was in love with young lady of-what he called-a charming exterior, and good workmanship, admirably finished, and thoroughly we'll furnished I gather ed from this, that Lucy Spoforth was we'll built. and had good education; and I was not mistaken -ac
 Clear hazel eyes-very keen, very merry and honest-an oval face, and what Jack termed an Austrian chin; small, capable forehead, the hair brought down somewhat low and worn very plain; clear, fair com. plexion, and dark chestnut hair; throat very white, and beautifully set upon we'll formed shoulders; a height of five feet four; and movement at once quick, graceful and dignifed, distinguished Miss Lucy, But more than these, her sweet manners; her open, frank ways; her sweetly resonant and innocent voice; her address-so kindly that it put every one at his or her ease. yet so lady-ike and distinguished that none ever took, or thought of taking, liberty with her. Such was Lucy Spofforth; made both to delight and plague Jack. She would no more have dreamed of being jeal- ous, than she would have dreamed of rival ing Mrs. Crnmmles, and of standing on her head on the top of pikestaff, and in the midst of fireworks. i 2' 81- [,
 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 ''an uncommon fine day." and he did so wish she had been with him to the Opera or the ''Zoo."
 Why, Jack, she would say, 'Boxley is ever so much better than Fool See, what 9 breeze we have! Acres upon acres and thousands of cherry orchards, of strawber ry fields, or rasberries and currantsp
 But think of Downy ones. he would say. sOh, Luoy, yu. -sLould have seen tha dress es at the Zoop t,..
 80 gay! so fne!' cried Lucy. why, I should have looked quite shabby thing, and you know, Jack, should have had to have 8 new dressp ,t.1 sta
 'Pshaw!-nonsense! returned Jack; you always look we'll. dressed, Lucy!'
 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 moneyp .,,-
 Nov, don't say that, Lucy, don't say that! You know I would dress you in gold, if could; and,' he added soberly. if l thought it would please you!
 Luckily, you know it would not, Jack, she answered. You belong to a noble profession. Wbat would please me is for you to succeed in it-moderately. of couse. and to become the most noble and the most learned soldier in the world. Look at the number of marks that you gained, after being at the head of so many aspir- ants as clever and as good-as many were, no doubt, Jack! you never should be sec. ond to any man. Nnlli secundus! Is that right, Jack?' Ia F.. @.er. s5 l
 Even the soothing and gentle pinch she gave the lobe of Jacks red ear did not rec- Dncile Jack to that reference to his passing. That immense number lay heavy on his soul. .f . ., s-..,
 Why, Lucy, you know it was all cramp
 Others crammed, too, Jack; but you were first!' ' f6 sxgzs
 Thus Lucy settled the matter. In her eyes Jack was hero. She was in love with the young lieutenant, and determined to urge him to fulfil her ambition.
 And thus it was at Boxley Down that these innocents found again taste of Par adise. Jack was to be married as soon as he got his company, and Jack 8 father was already in connection with Craig's court; and, no doubt, by malicious mixture of purchase, allowed by our virtuous and happy country, young Romilly, who was we'll connected, would not have to wait long. z 8s4 .sfaz -v rad3 '.a@s'
 Dick Bulliman was dreaming of making some wonderful discovery in chemistry; he had already evolved curious salt of no use to any one. Katey Bulliman was busy with her school, and with making her mother comfortable; and I was dreaming of-no matter; not even the Downy ones of Boxley shall know. "
 Oae day not far from Christmas so said many of us!-when matters were proceed ing in this pastorial manner, Jack Romil- ly came in. silent and depressed. He gave Gyp cuff because the poor animal 5fawn- ed on him, threw the Saturday Review to the end of the room, and threw himself up- on the sofa. Efs-
 Whats the matter Jacky asked.
 Jack groaned plaintively.
 'Is it so bad as that?' #sbaes1 asFs < sWorsep he said; sas bad as bad can be- My dear boy. place your heart as have done on so frail a thing as woman.
 Jack, said, don't be foolish a9l
 T may be foolish,' said he, bitterly, when Lucy is false.'
 'Pshaw, my dear fellow; you will be an- gry with yourself for saying so. What dc you mean?' e .gI-
 In answer to this Jack took out his watch. e; nh od hoov;Iv oDd fold vno fhoA ;n ' te--.