Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1872-04-24

on the kisses he had stolen, and wa,
| longing for more.
Up famed the color between the de
lioate white fingers. and the tears fel
even faster than before. He saw tha
he was making matters worse, and, will
a mental and not very refined expletive
he stopped short, walked to the othe
side of the room, rang the bell and or
dered the carriage sent back to the de
pot to see if Miss Eva was not WAITING
there. Then he resumed his place upo1
the hearth rug. Resting his elboy
upon the mantle. he continued
[ entreat you, miss, not to feel Sc
badly over slight mistake, and one tt
which anyone was liable. It is more
laughable than otherwise As soon as
the carriage returns, [ viii see that yor
are taken safely to your friends. "
thank you sir" she replied
slowly removing her hands and wi pine
away the tear, g but, if you do mo-
know who they are, how shall [ be able
to find them? I only know that my
uncle's name is Nathan Griswold, anc
that he lives in University Place. His
carriage was to meet me at the depot
and [ understood the coachman to say
'Griswold, but he was so muffied, anc
in such a hurry, that [ had no time tc
question"
A vigorous tinkling of the door-bell.
and he excused himself and stepped in.
to the hall to meet his sister. Poor
June could hear their notes.-the sis
ter playfully scolded because she had
! been SO long waiting in that hOrrid de
| pot, until she was almost frozen, and
then had to ride in numbering old
hack, and close by standing on tiptoe
and giving him a sisterly kiss.
June could see through the half open
door, and felt like guilty usurper, as
the little lady continued to pour forth
her complaints.
'Why, Fred, you amt a bit glad tc
see me. I expected to be kissed and
hugged out of breath as usual, and !
meet with a reception as formal as il
you were my grandfather-Or hus-
band !" And her laugh rang out cleal
as the notes of silver bell.
But it was suddenly cut short. She
had followed her brother into the re-
ception room, and started hack in as
tonishment at the beautiful stranger
who sat here with streaming eyes and
| disordered hair The timid, shrinking
manner increased the loveliness of June
and the impulsive Eva stood for q
moment in mute admiration, and then
gasped out:
'Who is she, Fred ?"
This is Miss -" he began.
g Tracy" suggested June.
6 Miss Tracy, who, by stupid blum
der of the coachman. was brought here
in your place that is why, you were
kept waiting at that horrid depot"
We'll [ am glad she happened to
fail into the hands of gentleman, " re-
piled Eva, looking proudly at her broth
Ell.
She welcomed her unexpected guest
most cordially-made her feel instant
| ly at home-decIared that she would
keep her until morning that until then
nothing should be done to ascertain
where Mr.. Griswold lived, and in the
end triumphed, and took her to her
| own bright room to arrange her hair.
In the company of the spirituelle
Eva, June soon forgot her vexation, and
the late dinner and the evening passed
pleasantly-had almost forgotten her
singular entrance into the family. But
now and then smile would curl the
dark moustache of Fred BuswelI, as
he thought of his mistake, and how
agreeably it had turned out; and the
tell-tale blush deepened on June's
cheeks, as she caught the expression of
his eyes, and revealed that she had not
forgotten his oYer-warm manner of
greeting
To one acquainted with the city and
its directories, the finding of the
uncle's house was not difficult task,
and, after breakfast, Eva and her
brother escorted her hither, promised
to call soon, and then separated, mu
tually pleased. Uncle Nathan received
her kindly, but in different way from
Fred BuswelI. He was tall. gaunt.
grim wore old-fashioned clothes, and
huge, pointed shirt collar that con-
stantly threatened to amputate his
ears. With a few words he handed her
over to the care of his sister, who fit
ted the name of Prudence perfectly,
and was an exact counterpart of him
self, clothed in petticoats.
Ny dear child, she exclaimed,
holding up her hands in holy horror,
g what terrible risk you ran in taking
the wrong carriage. The gentleman
who called upon us this morning ex-
planned the matter, and | never was so
much shocked in my life"
-" Mr.. Buswell is a gentleman, re-
turned June, seeing that some reply
was expected.
=" Well-bem yes, [ suppose so.
But come up stairs now and take off
your things. To think of your being
alone with strange young man! [
know [ should have tainted
June blessed her stars that her aunt
knew nothing of what really transpir-
ed-nothing, save that mistake had
been made,-nothing of the warm en-
brace and kisses; and mentally thanked
Fred Buswell for his reticence.
" This is your room, my dear.
When you have arranged your toilet.
your uncle and will be happy to see
you III the sitting room"
Everything bore marks of wealth
but was as antiquated as it's mistress
The heavy, tall posts, old-fashioned
iron bedstead, with its quaint canopy
toAee CuI udIuSt uluSb nave belonged 10
the great grandfather of Miss Pru-
dence. It contracted grimly with the
pretty little French one she had occu-
pied with Eva BuswelI so in fact did
everything. But the room was large
and pleasant; everything was neat and
arranged for comfort, and June soor
became at ease and happy. At least
she would have been if Aunt Prudence
had not so frozen the Buswell's when
they called, and there was little dan
ger of their attempting to repeat it.
The truth was, the old maid oistrust-
ed the good-looking Fred. She could
not but own that he was gentleman in
every respect, but. as she had conclud-
ed to adopt June, she was not going to
have any horrid man around to per-
suade her into foolishly getting mar
ned, when she intended her to be the
comfort and nurse of her declining
years. Henceforth, June, with all her
life, and youth, and loveliness, was to