Litchfield enquirer., 1873-03-27
'tYou are growing handsome, Sue,

said he.
 Sue thought Ned was making fun of her, thereby, for once doing him an in- justice. For there IS no surer cosmetic and beautifier than homework. when not carried to excess. No amount of dumb bells, fesh-brushes, constitutional" walks and drives gives the energy, the brisk circulation, the cheerful tone to the body and mind that comes from the viz 1 orous, varied exercise of house-work. Sue flew briskly around the house now. singing as she made beds upstairs, with the fresh morning air sweeping breezily through the open windows, now sweeping the sitting room, now kneading dough, now out in the garden for vegetables, all this varied work bringing every muscle into play the more healthily, because not done deliberately and with ''malice afore- thought
 'How do you feel, to-day, Susan?" que ried Mrs. Whitaker, anxioIsly.
 s'I really don't know, mother. replied Susan, laughingly. '1 haven't had time to think. /"
 And so Sue had grown plump and rosy, had buoyant step, light and sparkle in her eyes, the radiance in looks and spirit that comes from a sound mind in sound body.
 One Monday, Sue was in the clothes yard, trying to hang out the clothes Sue was short, and the line high up, and the wind blowing gale. It certainly was @ provoking wind. It blew SUe'a sun-bon- net of, and her curly brown hair into all sorts of wild tangles and tousles, and the table cloth she was trying to hang up kept Tapping back all over her. Sue stood on tiptoe, straining her arms up, and strug- gling in vain with the refractory table cloth.
 ''Let me help you, Susan," said pleas. ant, manly voice.
 Sue extrilcated herself from the mazes of the table-cloth, to find Charlie Good man beside lre1. Charlie was working in his south lot, which joined the Whitakers' garden, and seeing his neighbours distress had come to the rescue, like the kind d-heart- ed fellow he was.
 ooh, thank you, Charlle," said Sue, with perhaps more color in her cheeks than the wind was solely responsible for. it was so vexatious to be caught looking so! And Sue hastened to roll down her sleeves, and conceal her blushes under her sun-bonnet, while Charlie hung up the table cloth, and let the line down within her reach.
 It is as pleasant for a woman to be help ed, as for man to help. Sue felt quite glow of gratitude to Charlie.
 ''How nice it is to be tall!" she said. 'I'm ever so much obliged to you"
 Not at all. I'm glad to do it. A little body like you ought always to have tall man round somewhere handy, to help her," said Charlie, looking not unadmir- ingly down on the flushed face and tangled brown cr1rIs under the sun-bonnet.
 Nonsense, Charlie!'' laughed Su6 sly- lyssstooping to pick up clothes-pin.
 Charlie went back to his work wonder ing he had never noticed before what Q pretty g1rl Sue Whitaker was.
 Somehow, Charlie found great deal to do iu the south lot, that fall. Any defi- ciency on his part, hitherto, in noticing" Susan, was more than atOned for now. He always had an eye out in the Whit aker mansion. The number of errands he discovered that necessitated his ''iust running over" there, was really surprising. Of course, he was often thirsty, and ob- lige,l to step into the kitchen for drink of water. Then, nothing could be more natural than that he should stop and chat few minutes with Sue.
 Rogers might often have found pleas ing model for a statuette group illustra- tive of New England life, in the Whitaker kitchen, consisting of Sue, ill big bib apron, that only served to set off her plump, rounded form, with sleeves rolled up. a pie-plate gracefully poised on one little hand, with the other deftly cutting the edges of the cIrst, listening with rosy cheeks and downcast eyes to Charlie, who looks manly and handsome, in spite of his shirt sleexes and overalls, as he leans. straw hat in hand, against the pump, and talks, with his lips, of the weather, per- haps, with his eyes, of far different top- ics.
 The interest Charlie took in Mrs. Whit akers health was truly touching. He called so often to inquire for her, and lis- tened so politely to all her symptoms, that Mrs. Whitaker took great fancy to him, and was always telling every one what remarkably nice young man Charlie Good man was; on which occasions Sue gener- ally discovered she had an errand to the kitchen, or anywhere ont of the room. In short, Charlie not only loved his neigh Dor as himself, but great deal better.
 As for Sue, the memory of the young school master had faded like morning dream. She came to feel such an interest in Charities prosperity, that, rather than have him waste so much time, she con- sented, in the spring, to move permanent ly over to the Goodman house. Sue made as brisk and blooming matron as one of- ten sees, and "they lived happy forever afterward;' ''-as happy, at all events, as is possible i'll world which sometimes has sharp trials for eveh the most loving and united hearts.
 If any one still asks what cured Susan, I shall reply by quoting Miss Alcott: Glove and labor, two beautiful old fash ions, that began long ago. with the first pair in Eden"
 WARMoTH. correspondent of the Troy Times says that. with all his villainy, Warmoth is aman of brain, of tact, of good breeding, and ofremarkable person. al magnetism. He has been catalogued as the handsomest man in Washington by more than million ladies' ever since his arrival here Instead of being summed,