Litchfield enquirer., 1873-05-01

drizzle which are Liverpool's chronic con- plaints.-But then Charley is such 8 cheery fellow-(he's as a comforter very like 'her that was Draper in her palmy days-gone forever alasD and was so in- e>--o >.S iA. S"od~-A:->es 1a1aasnnk 4nrehnI>;1: ties in regard topapa that couldn't nope long.
 As we sat in the waiting-room, a nice looking old gentleman in an opposite cor her attracted my attention by the intent ness with which watched us.
 hope did not forget, even then, that 1 owe it to the European Continent, al- ways and everywhere to magnify my of fee as representative of American girl hood, by doing my best to convince our unconvinced detractors that we are capa- ble of at least recognizing distinction between deeds and tones appropriate to the privacy of ones own apartment, and such other deeds and tones as properly consort with public places. Still must confess that we were in rather a hilarious frame, considering the fresh instance of pa- ternal cruelty of which was the victim. So I didn't smite our observer with my most whitening frown. as I should ordinarily have treated such an unblushing starer.
 Indeed, did not see anything very un- usual in the old gentleman's manner. He peered at us constantly under his disre- putable old hat Che was otherwise we'll dressed) and though his big gray glasses, and even smiled good-naturedly, but be- tween you and me am used to that. have nnticed of late that right-minded elders have way of beamlng upon cer- tain spoony pair, as if they knew We were having a good time and were right glad of it,-especially the elders that don't wear bonnets. But Charley finally grew a little grOuty over my ancient admirer, particularly when he came nearer us, and began to pace the floor with queer limp m his gait, and gaze at us in quiet lels- urely, but still not to me offensive man. ,IeI.
 He must think he knows you, Fanny, said Charley at last. Isn't he some col lateral or other, or an old acquaintance?' After a glance at the smoothly shaven face and smiling lips and halting figure, l said quite audibly, His nose does look a little Winthropy, but am sure I never saw him before in my life, and I always remember faces, you know; I have to for pnpa is so forgetful, and was return ing to my 'naoutons,' Otherwise my dol orons thoughts about my parents), when our unknown friend was seized with such a paroxysm of coughing that feared he would never get back his breath
 At my entreaty Charley rnshed off for glass of water, which he accepted with as many bows and gutturals as his spasm would allow his round head and German tongue to deliver; flor German he was, l 1t seemed, and not a word of English could he command.
 This favorably disposed Charley to- ,,,.,1 IS (ho1 &o H. ,1 complishments, think so far, that al- though he had just tipped the guard in order that we might have the carriage to | old gentleman in, as he was wandering in a helpless way along the platform, limp | ing first with one foot, then with the oth- CT, and finally with both together. The gautf voice with which he thanked us was strangely incongruous with his smooth, sweet face and feeble lungs, to which his l terrible cough witnessed; but he settled l down in his corner and we in ours (Reyn- | olds opposite us, but altogether absorb ed in Trollope' 8 last novel;, and we mind ed him not more than if he had been the Cologone Cathedral Being Dutch, you know, we could trust him implicitly. In- deed, his very existence would have been forgotten by us, had not his dreadful cough and desperate efforts at it's SUD- pression every now and then shaken his stalwart frame and round cheeks till our sympathy silenced our nonsense. He | and Charlie exchanged a few words now and then about Chester and it's hostelries but he did not seem to encourage conver- sation, probably because of his pulmona- ry difficulties.
 Do you know, Charley, sad at last, T am getting perfectly fascinated with | your ousin-German over there! Hasn't 1 he beautiful mouth, and did you ever see such delicious dimple as he has in l his chin? Charley here expressed the sentiment that he had seen, and was then and there seeing, much more impress | i've chin dimple, with various other irrel- evant matters, till was obliged to remind him that even Dutchmen had eyes, and then went on severely with my interrupted train of remark Nov, he is perfectly | lovely as he is, but dare say you would be just nothing at all without those brig andish whiskers which you are so vain of! 1 Don't interrupt! Just look at him now | he is turned towards the window, there's | a more familiar air about him the longer | I gaze. There is no doubt I must have l been on intimate terms with him in some l pre-existent state feel in my heart of hearts that he must have loved me mad ly in those days, and that I sweetly re- turned his love- Charley glowered just Q I little, as he inquired if he shouldn't ask the gentleman if he hadn't a strawberry mark on his left arm, as if he didn't quite l like my nonsense, and might have had | our first tiff if the poor unconcious object of my admiration hadn't been discovered to be suffering the worst attack he had had, and to be fairly doubled up and knotted together by the spasm. My heart flew into my mouth, and Charley's bran. dy-hask out of his satchel, which-the fask-the poor creature not only took, but, after restorative draught, put into his own pocket .
 However nobody thought of it again, for we had now arrived at Chester, and both of us fell to planning how we could best meet dear mamma, with the story o1 our failure to bring. back her beloved. Our courage had oozed out so that we actually walked from the station to ou1 inn, in order to postpone little the dreaded meeting. What scoundrel was to forget that poor invalid, cried Charley, as we went slowly on; l meant, of course, to look up his luggage for him and see him safely into cab, but 1 felt so sorry for your little etc., etc., that ii slipped my mind entirely. Just then we heard the sadly familiar cough behind us, and the sufferer whirled past us in cat
 (not an atom of luggage visible) and gra' ciously bowed hrs adieus, so we again dismissed him from our thoughts and
 soon reached the inn.
 As I went up the staircase, fairly dis.
 traught with the consciousness of mann.
 mas coming agony over our bootless trip
 I was startled by hearing shrieks and
 groans, and indescribable outcries iron
 her room at the end of the passage. The
 horrid sounds chilled ny blood, so
 could scarcely drag myself onward. Blu
 when I had struggled to the door ana
 flung it open, found my darling little
 mamma struggling in the grasp of ou
 fellow-passenger, while little Moses wa
 tugging bravely at his legs and arms in
 fury of excitement All was suddenl.
 clear to me. Our German was not an in