Fayette County herald. [volume] (Washington [Washington Court House], Fayette County, O. [Ohio]) 1860-1???, 1872-02-22

no emu OF rDDOnS ana gloves, ana
lace collars on the bureau. I don't
see how 1 ever came to make such a
blunder-I must have been in brown
study r'
He balanced the coquetish black
velvet derby hat" on his hand ss he
spoke.
$50 this is the fashionable style of
the chapeau, Ell? It certainly is a
fact that women borrow their ideas
now a days from the noble sex. This
Is just fac sfmie of my last sum,
mer's tile, and that little sacque with
the big horn buttons is my cutaway
whether Rosa's little hat would fit
me 90
Mr.. Ross adjusted the article of
dress on one side of his curls iauntily,
and viewed himself, not ill-pleased in
the mirror.
Upon nv word, it don't look so
bad, only this long, tapping vail is
confoundedlyi in the way And now
where's the saque. A little tight in
the sleeve, but otherwise quite de-
cent fit. If fellow holds his arm
well back. There's Alice's blue mus
lin dress: I've two minds and a half
to put it on, just for the fun of the
thing.
A momentary silence ensued, fol
lowed by the rustling of muslin.
''Don't meet round my waist by
good six inches, but I can hold if up.
| wonder what makes the thing drag
on the floor and hang round ones
legs so. Oh! 1 know, the crinoIine
ought to go under"
For the 'sdignity of manhood" we
are reluctant to chronicle the fact that
our hero, intent on the tableau soli-
taire, did actually then and there pro-
eeed to the closet, and practically take
down hoopskirt, which he solemnly
put on!
'sJupiter! how comical it feelsp' he
calculated, with an amused face =
''why, L should not dare to go within
a yard of a vase or statute, and I'm
quite certain should swamp all the
chairs and tables l came near. Bother
this trailing muslin-always in the
way"
For Mr.. Ross had unthinkingly
plunged his masculine boot through
the delicate fabric Of the dress.
"Tm not certain but that l should
make quite a nice looking woman, y
mused Kenneth, strutting backwards
and forwards before the mirror, with
his Derby hat balanced daintily, and
the blue muslin revealing about foot
and half Of calfskin boot and trous
ers. ''On the whole Tomb of the
prophet Is that the girls? ?"
Mr.. Ross gave a blindly desperate
jerk at his saque, and pull at the
crinoline, but all in vain.
The sweet gay voices, intermingled
here and there and there with a ring
ing laugh, or snatch of song, drew
nearer and nearer.
For an instant Mr.. Ross wildly
contemplated rush through the hal
to his own door, but moments re
Election convinced him that such a re
treat would simply be impossible.
Il must stay and face it out" ht
thought, with a cold perspiratior
breaking out on his forehead but hole
on, there's the-closet. It's just pos
sible they will only stay here a minute
or two'
And Mr.. Kenneth Ross, totally OBJ
livious of the majesty Of Man, fec
precipitately into the closet, tumblins
over his crinoline and muslin in mos
disastrous manner, and hopelessly
splitting open the seams of poor Al
ices sacque.
'Why the deuce didn't I think tt
secure the key ?" he thought, as tn
girls streamed into the room. "How
ever, can hold tight on to the doc
handle if any one attempts to get in
If-by-Joye--the girls should Sc
me in this rig, should never hear TIL
last of it. I don't see either why In
obliged to play the caves droppe
against my will"
He leaned up against the shelve
and breatlessly awaited the progress o
events.
"Why," calculated a soft voice, Ro
sa's own, where's my Derby? Wa
I careless enough to leave it dow
stairs Flora you have hidden it,
81 wonder what you'll accuse me o
next" said Flora in an injured tone o
voice.
You told Mr. Ross that cousin ST
mons letter was to--to--''
"Your sweetheart Well, he ough
10 be, I'm sure. Mr.. Simon Mon
trose is the handsomest young man
know"
"Oh, Flora, he don't compare wit
: Mr. Ross"
Ross Fernall, be honest" said Flo
ra speaking indistinctly, with two o
three hairpins in her cherry mouth
(which do you like the best, cousi
Ken or Simon Montrose ?''
"Flora!'
s'Tell me, now, honestly"
The answer came in low, half in
audible voice
"Kenneth y
, The heart under Alice's sacqu
gave great joyous leap.
MI Kenneth Ross head came j
contact with something on the uppe
shelf, and down came rain of band
boxes on its occupant.
:, There was an instant of terrified s.
e lence, and then all the girls began t.
scream in chorus.
"Mercyr' CALCULATED Alice, "what i
P it?"
a GLOW silly we 8 II areg' said Ross
sit is only the cal"
p Gas if a cat could make such
noise as that" sobbed Flora. "Ca
n Uncle John-bring revolver! Alic
{, do look and see what it is"
q NE, you look" faltered Alice, II
treating behind the bureau.
IS ''I'll look myself" said Rosa Fe
: nall, bravely advancing to the re
n cue.
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