Litchfield enquirer., 1873-05-01

led me, there rushed oyer me not only fuller realization of my late peril, but the 1 acutest sense of what a high-handed sin l her against him had been in the past, and what contemptibly ridiculous guy was then, there, and thanceforth tn hn i,, I his sight, and I believe should have plunged overheard (aaot through the dead 1 lght) in a frenzy of remorse and self 1 contempt if my natural propensity to laugh, whenever and wherever I ought not, had not been irresistibly provoked b1 her performances. | At least, thanks to the devoted pair, l was so far restored before Reynolds came ! back as to look less like the condemned and executed criminal which I was-cut down when at the last gasp by my most wronged 'victim-and to figure rather in the less tragical aspect of q relapsing suf- ferer from sea-sickness. Charley had re- moved all traces of my escapade as far as 1 possible, and at my earnest entreaty car ried off bodily the most dangerous wit ness, and bent all his energies to the task of diverting her from the remembrance of the too-edifying scenes at which she had assisted. In all these laudable ef- forts he was quite successful, especially in exercising little Moses spirit of mis- chief, although she has more than once brought the heart into my mouth by dan gerously suggestive allusions. For in- stance, when we were all gathered on deck, eagerly devouring the lessening space across the harbor of Liverpool, Mir. Liv- ingstone kindly lifted mp Moses for a glimpse of the blessed land As mag nifcent reward, that small atom offered a kiss; but she held recently emptied or ange In her hand, the gentleman natural l lxy HnO111rro1. Shf1oh 4l,Iioal Mics M0coc but nobody wants to kiss little girls with dirty faces
 Yes dey does; Miss Fans Mister Tar ley does-fve, ten, free imes.-Hur face so dreffull dirty-O deffull
 Luckily Moseo' 'oInuUulaI ie iutst1D up or dark saylngs, only intelligible to those of us who are to the manner born, and Mir. Livingstone only understood from her speech and gesture that she did not accept his excuse, and accordingly found dry place on her cheek, and meekly sub- mitted to his fate, and nobody was the wiser for her testimony.
 Sweetly romantic, isn't it-this tale of your friends final betrothal? Perhaps, when my Joe John and have clomb the hill th'gither till our pows are frosty enough to make it proper, l may venture to work it up into a sensational story ] T AMY " lNThROP CAP1IAL T how would you fancy that for a title ?- but, meantime, If you dare to lisp hint of 1t to any mortal, I'll print the whole ments, and the name of the heroine, in plain black and white, shall be Teazie
 But there is one thing which you may publish all abroad, and that is. that Char ley Coates Is the princeliest knight who ever delivered his lady-love from out of the mouth of the dragon and the spell of the enchanter, and that him will proud ly love, honor, and obey till death doth us part-and as long afterwards as have my wits about me.
 These seven sheets would not have been inflicted upon you If had not been left forlorn during two days of hopeless driz- gle, while my true knight has gone forth in quest of that precious plague of papa, who, if not intercepted on the instant of his arrival at Liverpool, will inevitably contrive to spirit himself back to America, or away to Madagascar instead of joining his bereaved family
 Say all manner of nice things to your l people from me, and if they ask what I found to cover so much paper with, just take down Murray's Handbook, and read out loud and clear all you can find about this deliciously quaint old town and it's vicinity. I'll try to write more 'improv- ingly' next time.
 Yours deyotedly tu you tell,
 FANNY WINTHROP"
 Mr. Winthrop resumes:
 "CHEsTER, June, 1S7-.
 'sIt is a most amazing fact, but have just discovered that the above copy crossed the Atlantic in my notebook, which leads me to fear that all my letters of introduc- tion, whose rightful place it usurped, have been, ere this, consigned to the waste basket by the bewildered recipient of a large envelope, which I certainly posted to the editor of this magazine the day be- fore sailed.
 the less regret this inexplicab1e ex- change of MSS, since it affords opportu- nifty ito copy one more letter from my daughter, with which our family revela- tions shall positively end. She has just committed it to me, unsealed, with the remark
 T want you to reap, mark, learn, and inwardly digest it's contents, you blessed old imposter, so that you may understand that you've nothing left to tell. I prefer to hang myself if you please
 So here you have our tricksey little 'en- g1neef hOlSC WlLn ner own peGar.
 True Copy.
 MISS WINTHROP TO MRS. REV. DE. HOOPER:
 DEAREST AUNTIE:-You know that pa pa, remembering that line in the Prime ess,. where the small king Gama seals his sum Of early domestic bliss with the sigh-'Ere you were born to vex us,-has been in the habit of calling me, 'Bornto- vexus' for short; we'll, my dear old com forter, have apparently been transform ed within the last twenty-four hours into sioy forever to my unnatural parents and forbears. don't even look for sym pathy from her that was q Draper Gas Dea Smith always calls you), since be- coming a Hooper you put away much vir- tuous drapery, chief of which (virtue) was heavenly minded obtuseness to any joke at my expense.
 But you'll laugh with the rest now Not that the tale I am about to tell is comical in the least; I shall jingle with it's horror till cease to be a daughter. But you shall judge for yourself. Iclaim the right of reporting my own case, in order to save you from mammals orna- mental fourishes or papa's irrelevant ap- plications.
 Of course, as usual, papa was at the
 
 family to Europe, as even a heather man and a publican would have done under the circumstances, instead of bowling of towards our very antipode, 1t couldn'i have happened. If you should suggest ; that various jolly things mentioned in } previous dispatches couldn't have hap pened either, should say, that is not al , all to the point no thanks to hin beside.
 But to my story After mamma's s mel ancholy letters to you, it will not sur prise you to know that she was at las made almost ill and quite absured by anxiety for papa, and nothing would satisfy her on Wednesday but that I should take Reynolds and post back to vile Liv erpool to meet the incoming steamer, anG head off our blessed blunderer from anl he might be left to make to take the re turn steamer for America for examDle