The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1872-08-22
J1NNY'S. THREE .BAIIS
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.I.-JINNY's. FIRST RAIL.


5sq4 LET, "Hov Hoy. y kind yen .t.!ssrsaE .t.!ss no
"Loot Il that girl. Fitz. ~ 1T
you anything you = ike she hasn't 'be.n
trotted out once tonight: Poor
thing" ...>1s.:y-.5 ~est a>ia':
"She's not, bad, looking; : st least,
not very, but awfal raw,s,' said, Captain
Fitzpatrick, leaning against the door
way, and surveying the lady IN ques-
ton critically, while shs dropped her
by eyes and blushed over, ears and
forehead. >. ! {. 2.~..; :; z,:-i} !
,:.'I wish I wasn't engaged all the
way down." continued his good.na-
tured friend (who was called Dick
Jones, and therefore surnamed by his
brother officers, after the manner Of
their kind, "Do Couroy''), ."or that
Sydney: wasn't such lazy wretch"
"Look here! III ask her." inter.
rupted Fitzpatrick, starting from his
lauguid attitude, ssalso the 'unlueky
little monkey vii. d. semethilg .Enah.
Here goes. Put ssbold lassRoa il, -and
introduce me; there's good fellow"
my friend Captain Fitzpatrick, Of
the 19Oth-miss Lake."
"M,y~I have ths1 dauesl" asked
the captain, sitting down goed.humo,-
edly;ou the so-loug vacant benoh, and
showing bis biswhite teeth id. plsa..
ant, patrouizipe smile. Ok ! q;
eyes. o, th.uk'you very mueh. J"
"May I put my name on your card !!
Perhaps you have n't got onel Let
me pick up your handkerchief: q Stay
there goes the fan too. How cruel "a
give me so much trouble, is Mt it ?"
Then, at last, bis shy neighbo.
looked up, and burst ont vehemently
~ am $3.50 stupid and awkward.-
No, I've no. card {; Il haven't danced
once this evening" Pray, forgive me- y
"Forgive you! I ssould think 50
What a shame This promises to b.
amusing" The last five words were
spoken to himself, as. he. turned and
contemplated his partner:
Sho was not much to look at, ht
thought; tall, slim girl, with abrupt
awkward movements, blunt nose, ,
wide, mouth, and big, ]impid brown
gray eyes, with long level browa, and
thick straight lashes. She was bsdl,
dressed in a tumbhd tarletane, white
with blue flowers, i'll made, i'll fitting
displaying sufficiently snowy :butstla
mentally thin neck and arms a; .ans
she wore an unfashionably tail x1rsstl
Of forget:me.nots on her waveless, thiel
brown hair, and . black ribbon roam,
her long throat. She was not pretty
l -she never would Be- bat she nigh
one day have ! COED figure; and ht
eyes, ,were sfine,. .aar rhsrg h.issasd Nj
! dot bad AID then,hs hs& ! jort / + !
innocent, babyish .ir thought Csptsii
Fritzpatrick, that made her look quit
Jolly sometimes, iey spite Of ther s.tniiss,
isbnesa:, Poor little Jimmy Lake .
sixteen 1t was / a dangerous gift t
her, that silly, .lappy,1 sweet. smiltt
which lit eyes as we'll a. lips; that Low
dscooing voice which said suok rash; an
simple thinss.i with that unconsciou
pathos of tender trust. At least, IN,
one who. loved jimmy unselfshly woul
have thought so, g., add=:ivould hsv
trembled for her; but as no on
]; ibid, itwas no great matter. She amigt
wear her heart ont side, for davis
peck at, and no one would care; 40
certainly, the aunt and sols guardia,
ship and Affection ;9sge g ,!caFe1ess a.
90 torpid, they might almost a. we
,Ineyer. have. existed. ,yRefesesthsn nRsl
!: Eofths next dance stuck d, c.P,.I
Fitzpatrick he'd learned almost - nui
Of Jinny's life and prospects u eoal
be told. The knowledge .voks in hi
such immense wonder and pity, Il
I,he deteFmiasd 70 anslipfets 10 q
hts, aszmueh Is Ny ihshH pevs', :,
|, st the same tins to form akee ehasaeal
: Yet he had not The appe.ranos~ef ~efa q
!. mentor, a he bent towards hsE,a 4
:; y bright, Blue eyss dancing j. u .aa.sths
] & her ra;vete; bis curved, delicate Ii
], laughing beneath the ailky- cur1 Of
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