Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1873-07-19
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living"
"She has never come here from neces-
sity she has come from choice, and with
some deep reason" said Grace impress
sively.
"For two dollars per week, imagine"
said Willie loftily, as we stepped into the
house.
The wedding preparations went on
swimmingly now. Mamma recovered
from her headache. Louise took entire
charge of the kitchen and dining-room,
and invariably helped us with the sewing
in the long afternoons. She was all in
valuable girl.
One afternoon Leslie came over and
brought "The Innocents Abroad" then
just out, and read aloud to us as we sew
ed. ..... ...
After tea we returned to the work and
the book, with which we were delight
ed.
The sun went down in splendor.-
The book and the work were finally laid
aside and we found ourselves in one OF
those long talks about books and authors
we always enjoy so much.
A slight disagreement arose about the
author of a certain book. Twas opposed
to Leslie and Grace, who had always
agreed.
In despair called upon Louise, say
ing "You think as do, don't you Lou
iser" not having the remotest idea that
she knew any thing about the matter.
YES" she made an answer, quietly,
and then went on to give proofs of the
correctness OF our position SO strong that
Grace and Leslie were obliged to come
over to our relief.
Long, long we sat there in the twi-
light.
Inever heard any one talk so fuently
and so delightfully."- as did Louise that
night.
How much she had read What racy,
spicy criticism she made Of this and that
work
longed TO ask her where she had
read so much, but feared / might force
her to disclose something she wished to
keep secret, and SO iorbode.
Guests from distance began TO arrive;
among them was cousin Charlie Hazlet,
from New York. Grace had spent the
last Summer in his native town and had
given me rare accounts of his manly
beauty, his talent and fascination. was
prepared for a great fiirt, and had a sort
of nervous dread of him. He came
He was handsome, tall, dark and slender
with naughty, or rather earnest, way
of looking at one, as though he read
ones thoughts. AT times, however,
he was So gay and brilliant that l lost
my horror OF him and we grew very
cousinly.
He remarked Louise's beauty to me
one day, but did not seem to notice
her again for some days.
Belle Raymond, one of Grace's brides
maids, was all admiration for Charlie,
and one day asked me if was not sorry
he was my cousin.
was very obtruse; could not under
stand her meaning.
l took Bellies arm, aud walking
straight up to Charlie, said; "Bele
thinks ought to be sorry you are my
cousin. Can you imagine why should
wish you less near than cousin?"
What ever possessed me 10 say such
words!
He looked her searchingly in the face
until the rich color came into her clear
olive cheek, and, her gray eyes fell to
the floor.
Then turning TO me, he said "Among
my relatives l number my best, almost
my only, friends, and | am glad to find
in you, also, both a cousin and a
friend"
Was this the firt l had been warned
against ?" "He is too brotherly to be
much of trifer," thought /, but Belle
said confdentially:
81 am afraid of him: he means mis-
chief" The wedding came off glorious
ly. Grace wore white tarleton and or
ange blossoms, that looked "too sweet
for anything" little Lille said.
The house was full OF company for near
ly week, and Louise did everything
and looked SO beautiful that the people
asked in astouishment "Who she
could be?' could only tell them she
was "our hired girl"
The day after the wedding we all
went to the depot to see the young cou-
pie off, and left Louise to care tor the
house.
We returned in the twilight, and as
we rode slowly up the drive, the sound
of music came softly from the open par
lor windows. Willie drew up the reins
and we listened eagerly.
A gay, cheerful song, sweet and
clear rs the notes of bird. Now up, up,
then futtering down softly as if salts
fed with its flight and going to rest
We were unheard by the singer as we
alighted, and we walked straight into
the parlor 'to see the bird"
"Why, Louise" ! cried, "why did you
never tell us you sang 50 beautifully:
You might have entertained us SO often
had we knowmit."
81 believe that your advertisement OIL
ly specified that should have no scru
Piles about being "bossed." 1 did moi
suppose you cared to have me inform
you of my accomplishments"
Come" said Will "your candle has been
under bushel long enough. Now let it shine
for our enlightment"
"Sing us another, please do" and Charley
advanced, ms he spoke, to the piano, and grace
fully urged her TO be reseated.
Would you not be aflher havin' some tay,
gintemen, afther yer long exhaustin' drive ?
said Louise, gaily, in true Biddy fashion, by
way of excuse from singing.
"We have had tea at the Ellis, / thank you
| Miss O'Flaherty" answered Willie "and moth