The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-03-14
A GENERAL OUTFL ANKED.
From the Overla I'd Monthly.


and settled her voluminous drapery on
damask lounge.
She made liberal display oFgold eye
glasses, gold bracelets, gold chains; in
deed, tho superiority of gold upon her
person gave g yellow tinge to her coun-
| tenance.
Mrs Marshall was called 10y some "the
gold widow" She was dark and hand
SOM, with wond rful beautiful eyes
AND brows. Her money drew all, and
particularly single men, toward her.
Virginia Harold, a young lady boar
der, was playing fantasia, at the request
of rather stylish young man, Who,
ibre was considered rising author.
Lady Goss, late arrival, ratified her
silks in lonesome corner, and was dy
| ing for some one 10 talk to but she had
not been introduced to either fthe la
dies present.
Miss Harold flushed her fantasia.
IS tiresome = she added, q little az
fectrdly, tossing her blonde curls from
her shoulders bewitchingly shining un-
der costly lace
"Obli ged, weally," responded the gen
tlemnn, witha nondescript, sort of bow,
which he lad been practicing for weeks,
and W hich was seryie imitation Of a
titled dandy, attached to one of the lega-
tons and he lifted another sheet of mu-
sic with May I oeg 2"
Jenny, come here /; want you"
SCUM ded Mrs. Clio Marshali's imperious
voice; and Jenny lifted hsr fine form
I4zly, and sat down by her friend
Don't let that silly fellow court you
SO publicly" said Mrs. Marshall. "YOu
are too hands me to waste any sweetness
on MIN Now, don't birdie that Is not
whatI wanted to say. Do you remem-
b General Chatfeld?'
Il think do Blonde, isn't he. with
very fne blue eyes, and lovely, tawny
bard? Oh yes came very near Tx
ing him last summer, but som body told
me he was married"
eyes, yes, and it's SO strange that he
should be hire with his wife, said Mrs.
9 .. marshall, wrinkting her forehead.
So sirange!"
Pray, why strange, Clo?' asked the
young girl, bending attentively over the
clasp OF her bracelet. 'I see nothing
So very strange in gentlemen bringing
their wives to Viii ard"
Il know. But when I saw Mis- Chat
field, only three months ago, she was the
veriest shadow. poor soul half dead with
consumption l can't think how she has
revived sufficiently in this short period
10 visi- Washing on. [ am sure she never
expected to do So
"Perhaps she is dead and the gallant
General has taken another" said Jenny
ooh no; that would be monstr0us
| Va f.r
hunting, with uncle jeff, and it was IN
i t wn IN Nebra> ka where | saw Gener
al Chatfeld's wife They were boarding,
rather she was-for she told me her
husband was north transacting Govern
ment business-and I never should have
made mys If known only saw gor
geous, full-length portrait Of the Gener
al, in oil, and knew him in & moment.
Mrs Chatfe'd is tall intelligent wo,
man, and must nave been very handsome
o c. She wo ships her husband. Well,
hall be cry glad to renew the &C
quai tan' e."
at that moment there sauntered to
rd them little, dried up mummy Of d
man, brilliantly arrayed. and who, rumor
said, was fishing very industriously for
the rich w dow
You ladies will have to look to your
laurels," he said, with smirk. II have
seen General Chatfeld's wife Heavens
and earth she is like fresh rose, pluck
o1 from some sunny southern garden.
never gazed upon fairer face-'pon my
houor, never"
Mis- Clio. Marshall looked bewilderpd
Virginia Harold, who was beauty, and
a petted one, shrugged her white shout
ders
Strange !" said Mrs. Marshall, when
she spoke. cts she tall and rather ell
derly?"
The little man laughed as lie twirled
his watch chain.
Sweet sixteen not an hour over not
that yet, If am judge. Must have
found her in some parsonage, or al
school, and married her at sight.
would, blame mel such pretty creature
But you'll see her at dinner, and there's
the gong"
Mrs Clio. Marshall adjusted her foun-
ces with dexterous shake, and gave the
fms hing touches to chain, and faces and
bracelets Lady Goss ratified dreadfullv,
as she went forward to hook her arm
within that of very high nosed OLD
gentleman; and Virginia Harold, all
grace and gentleness; knowing that the
dinner was her hour of triumph, moved
gracefully on by the side of Mrs Clotllda
Marshall
Beautiful as picture" said the lat
ter, after they were well seated, looking
down the long table. There's no deny-
ing it, Jenny but not his wife. Oh,
no; impossibler II y ay ba51D1 etai5a&'
He couldn't have two, you know
whispered Jenny, choosing from a trio of