The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1873-02-15

refused his permission. The outing wa
nearly given up, when it was discovere
that mile Or two further on there was a
estate to let bordering on the river, an
the great Augustus made it all right wit
the agent.
The next day poor James Wymper di.
appeared before breakfast, and did no
return till night.
Where had he been? To London. Wha
for? Why, to buy some new clothes, t.
be sure! Did they think he was going t,
let that skunk (by which term, am sorr,
to say, he permitted himself to designate
the elegant and highly scented Augustus
Bailey)-did they think he was going tt
let that skunk insult him again above hi.
coat?
81 hope you did not think 1 had run
away again, cousin Margaret" he added
with some anxiety.
There was nothing to find fault with in
his personal appearance on the morning Of
the pic-nic-dark green and black heather
mixture suit, tie to match, black felt wide
awake, with little mallard's feather stucl
in the band.
"Dear me-" exclaimed Mrs. Jervoice;
he looks quite hapdsomer'
"Who is that talking to Mrs. Bryce %
asked the inevitable curate. "What a
magnificent head he has!'
Wh-at"' shouted the great Angus.
tus.
Magnificent to phrenologist, mean,"
the curate explained.
Ha, ha, hap roared the "skunk. -
"Look here, you fellows; here's a joke.
Mr.. Day says he is phrenologist, and
finds Wymper's head magnificent! Ha,
ha, ha! Why, don't you know" he added
in whisper, "that the fellows half an
idiot?"
During the embarkation and the row up
the river, poor James Wymper's conduct
was peculiar. Instead of doing everything
for everybody, as usual, he stood apart, and
ordered people about royalty.
81 am quite pleased with you to-day"
whispered Bessy, as he handed her out of
boat on the banks of the estate that was to
let.
"Now, l say, you-er-what's your
name you, Wymper, come and help take
the hampers out"' said the great Angus
tus.
"Take them out yourself, you-er-
Bailey"' he shouted back. You haven't
been rowing; have;' and he strutted on
to join party of ladies, including Bessy.
Bessy turned on hearing the loud talking,
and somehow got detached from her
friends.
"Why are you pleased with me to-day,
Miss Jervoice ?" he asked, as they saun-
tered on together, side by side, through
the shrubbery.
"Would you very much like to know ~
az shouldn't have asked unless
"Guess, then"
"Because Pve been making myself dis
agreeable ?'
Il don't think you have been making
yourself disagreeable."
"Well, then, because I haven't been
making myself useful"
"Ihat is not the way to put it; but you
are burning"
because I've got new clothes9''
"Nonsense! You know what mean,
or you wouldn't have answered as you did
at first. Good gracious! hope it is not
going to rain"
"Tell me why" he persisted.
so, don't tease"
"All right"
AS soon as he did not want to know, she,
woman-like, wanted to tell him. So in a
minute or two she began again.
at is great mistake to make oneself
too cheap. There are some people who
gain respect by being good natured, and
some people who lose it,
"Ah. see!" he replied; 81 won't be
good natured any more"
40, you are so silly! Don't you know
there is a medium in everything. But
really it is going to rain; felt big drop.
My new blue costume will be ruined.''
"Well, we can go into the house. Here
it is"
The shrubbery walk was so thickly
hedged that they had not seen where they
were going, and at sudden turn there,
sure enough, was the villa close at hand.
AZ suppose we might stand under the
verandah ?" suggested Bessy; and doubling
up her skirts, she ran for it; for the rain
came down with dash-came down with
a slant too, driven by the wind, SO that the
verandah gave them little shelter.
81 wonder if any of the windows (they
were French windows opening to the
ground} "are open ?" said her companion,
trying them.
"Oh. we mustn't GO in" said Bessy.
every WE'LL"
But the splashing is spelling my dress;
don't you see? and my boots will be wet
through" pleaded the inconsistent one.
"Then 60 in" said poor James Wynn
per, opening window, "and will run
round and make it all right with the peo-
pie in charge"
In ten minutes he rejoined her, saying it
was all right.
"What a pretty roomw she said. look
ing at herself in the pier-glass. did you
ever know girl to enter strange room
without going straight up to the glass p
"Hum-m, yes" he replied; "but the
fellow who built it was an ass. Why, you
have to twist your neck to get view of
the river from these things" with con-
temptuous kick toward the French win
dows. "If I had it, I'd knock that veran-
dab into a cooked hat, break out big bow
in the middle, and then it would be some
thing like"
"Oh! you'd work wonders, dare say"
she said, rather Grossly; "only it would
be as we'll to do something toward getting
a house of your own before you think
about improving other peoples"
sit would be nice to have house of
ones own," he said, particularly"
"Well, go on"