The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1872-05-23
PAUL ANTHONY's MISTAKE.

sting OF 1T. She was as much out OF place
among these travelled, society people, as
the buttercups which glorified the mead
ows about the Old farm house where she
was born would have been if. transplant
ed to a conservatory.
Yet would not by any means have
you think that my little Ruth was an un-
cultured girl. She ciuld not chatter
French like Miss Van Dsusen; but she
knew the grammar Of the language per
fectly, and she had Its classics by heart.
She had read all the good books in the
village library, and was no mean critic of
their worth She could sing, too, in 3
self with taste upon the old fashioned pi
anO.
But, bless me what are all these &C
cons lishments compared with those of
the young ladies who have been abroad
and studied philosophy in Germany, and
music in Italy, and the art Of flirting ev-
erywhere.
Nobody could have found any fault
with Ruth's manners-they were per
fectly Iady-like and natural But the
habit of society does give one an air, an
GpI0nab, nameless ease, that is as won
derful as 1t is charming to those innocent
souls who have it not.
And then Ruth's toilets I'm ashamed
to own how simple they were; how des
titute of ruff1es, and frills, and fringes !;
that there was no festooning about her
skirts, and not an atom of hump about
b back that the heels of her boots
were not an inch and half high, and
consequently she absolutely could not &C
quire that crippled gait which Is at once
so fascinating and indescrlbabe.
All this was as much, nay, more, the
fault of Miss Crowinshleld, as Of Ruth !;
for Ruth, though she had sensible little
head, had also girls horror of oddly,
and, daresGy, SIX would have made her
self as much like guy mean fash
ionable lady-as any of them, if she
could have had her way. But her aunt,
being an old maid, was full of notions,
and she had nipped Ruth's fashionable
tancies in the bud.
You're going as God made you, and
: as modest girl should, or you don't go
with me" said that lady.
And Ruth went as God made her, with
r the addition of few white muslip frocks,
cut high in the neck, and some simple
ribbon sashes to match. And the people
. did not laugh at her to her face, because
she Vas Miss Crowinshield's niece, and
Miss @. was the owner of halfa million.
y But they let her severely alone, ard Ruth
walked, and sat, and read by herself,
&. while the other girls had cavaliers. And
Ruth drove with her aunt in the morn
ings, and though Miss Crowiushield was
a great talker,was not highly entertained.
It's such wide slip between twenty and
sixty, you know.
s You might fancy that Miss CROWN
shields half million would have made
difference with Ruth's status. And SO
it might, only Miss Cs views were per-
fectly well understood.
mo p she said, when somebody hint
! ed that Ruth was her heiress ss'pn r2nt
going to make my relations glad when |
die Let the young folks begin low
down, as their f-the1s and mothers did.
3 When Pm done with it, my property
goes Ia lump where it will do some
good"
And so people sighed, and looked at
Ruth, and said. "Poort hing p llet her
alone. And Paul Anthony, passing her
on the wide beach, lifted his hat, smiled,
unsophisticsted little country girl"
And Ruth cried, as have said, be-
cause it was true, and oh, more than all,
because be said it. For Paul had been
8 kind to her, two or three times, Once,
when Miss Van Deusen snubbeG him, he
came and sat beside her a whole evening,
and Ruth talked so charmingly that Paul
forgot his i'll temper, and vowed himself
that he would talk to the poor little
thing some other tina if he didn't forget
it. And so he did when other pastime
was wanting, and ] think he found it
amusing. | know Ruth did, and Miss
CroWinshicld, with her keen eyes seeing
everything, felt bound to utter note of
warning.
"Dont make fool of yourself Ruth
You're not beauty, and young men like
Paul Anthony don't marry passabIy pref
ty girls with no fortune"
GAS IL" said Ruth, her sapphire eyes
kindling, "beauty was the only thing that
counted AS if intelligence, and good
ness, and all the rest went for nothing!"
"Oh!" breathed out Miss Crowinshield,
in mock meekness. Il Deg your pardon,
IN sure, my dear. I'm only an old wo
man, and of course you know the world
better than I do, and I'm altogether
wrong"
Then Ruth, who was tender hearted
little body, cried so sincerely, that Miss
Crowinshield was touched, and real rec
onciliation was affected.
''She might have fancied a better man."
muttered the old lady; "but if the fellow
has sense enough to like her, I'll---"
The resi- remained unuttered, for Miss
Crowinshield was an exceedingly eau
tious old lady but she kept those keen