Litchfield enquirer., 1873-06-19


 , only apostrophize them wonderingly with Art thou spirit seraphic or goblin suI- phuric? they are pictured forth in such very questionable shape, with eyes and ] teeth like those of Red Riding Hoods ! spurious grandma, calculated to excite ] awe rather than wonder, and no form to speak of except head and wings"
 For long year Gillian abode in her closet and went her ways, earning her livelihood in one of the most vexatious devices for bread-getting-giving music lessons. The year, winter and summer. seemed long, but 1t had two periods of remarkable heetness, when she gave her self week k's holiday and went off to bright en Jacks attic with her occasional pres ence and to cheer herself with good. long look at Jack. Great, heafty, hard working fellow that he was, he made a gala day of 1t, and so shone with pleasure about the eyes and smiled, that the storm- lest day seemed altogether bright and de- lghtful.
 ''It puzzles me-, said Gillian, when they took holiday together-sheh had come i'll from shopping with an armful of par cells, and sat restfully in decidedly rick ety easy chair. near his writing table "It puzzles me to decide whether you are most like bright, warm fire in bleak day, or the cool. green shadow of the wiid- wood in the July glare, or 8 noun tain, Jack.
 Apparently am the Hill Difficulty, my dear," laughed Jack, resigning his work. "A connndrum in three headsr'
 Il give it up, at all events; for some times when am tired and cold and mis- erable, you are so luxurious, bright, com fortable-'
 rSuperfuous in adiectives." objected Jack, sotto voice; ''must prune your style!"
 "And when am way-gorn and weary, like thisty traveller on hot, dusty road, Jack, then you are"
 "As the green pasture and the still wa ter. my lambr said nonsensical Jack. ''But why mountain?"
 l That's the odd part of it! I don't | hnow. Aou 1GiiiILLu uIG Uf u mountain, yet 1 can't tell why, unless that they have delicious sense of strength sand restful- ness about them"
 And now about life in the back street?" he asked as they sat over their little des- sert of fruit, which the luxurious Jack l would have to carry out the idea of the general milk-and-honeyness of their gala day.
 He knew of a certain cafe splendid in mirrors and marble, and specially rich in the possession of a cabinet with 8 pleas window commanding small but spirited fountain whose twirling jets sprinkle spray on circle of bright-hued flowers, and a sod of vivid green; and hither when Gill lian was in town he brought her to lunch. proceeding both thought preferable to a silent partaking of the prosaic meal fur nished forth at her elegant lodgings Here they fingered over berries and mer- lngue, Jack eking out his cigarette, and mutually making the most of it. "How about the life in the back street?" Jack one day asked.
 ''Oh, 1t goes on and on-no! 1t stands still!" half signing.
 "any new pupilss'
 What manner of chick IS it?" 'Jacki are are you looking among my pupils for the cara sposa to be? You have trick of exacting particular de- scription of them and their belongings as ii you expected each one would turn out to be the lost princess!''
 Perhaps
 ''Oh, in that case, am ready to pro- vide any information within my power about this one. In the first place, the family live In the old Dane mansion, and II esAtJ Ou6 AdAC LAuSb 11tC bII0I0s GIl0Y are the people could choose Elise has just come home from a long visit West aud South, seeking the air best for delicate lungs. She is really nice child; of all my pupils, l anG most friendly with her. The family adore her, and her wish is on- ly spoken to be gratified. So, because she likes it, she takes lessons. More than half the time, however, her aunt, 'an an- cient maiden lady, meets me to apologize because Elise is unable to take her lessons but would 'oblige the poor child by playing little for herr? So Elise lies on her sofa-her ill days, you know-agd I play to please her. She is fond of music and-I think-of me! Several times she had been in the family rockaway to take me drive through the pleasant country roads in the warm summer twilight-such delightful, sauntering. lazy, luxurious drives, Jack!'
 "You forgot to mention who acts as charioteer on these four adiectived expe- ditions," Jack reminded her, as he rolled another cigarette.
 'Did I? Oh, once her father drove; generally her brothex blushing rosy red.
 ''Ah! Nice little 6y?"
 'sVery," said Miss Dane dryly. "Want 8 description of said little boTGg'
 Jack nodded, by no means a E. oobliyious of her blush
 ''The youngling has the head and face of art Adonis-a good model for an artist, I by the by! hair mass of golden eurls tightly knotted; blue eyes, very hand some mouth, though naughty; blonde mustache, Eng
 sfStop, stop
 "Don't he rude! flight, six feet two inches, and weight-I don't know about how many stones he would weigh, Jack" r ''It's of no consequence, thank you. The mustache finished me-" said Jack grayely.
 ''You needn't be downcast at your mis- take, for, after all, Jack, he is nice boy. Most tenderly devoted to poor Elise, very civil to me-a nobody, you know, ac- cording to their code! And by the way | ing life little, lately, and ! find some things that Icsnt for tho life of me un- derstand !''
 "It doesn't surprise me, Gillian. be- cause I have had similar experiences in 1 my time
 1T don't know but shall end by being l Woman's rights woman!" tsWhatever you end by being, I hope Ab WOH DC, CAbACA OJ eAAC OC4ScHt LII Si- l lence or by speech, an advocate of wo- 1 wrongs Jack spoke very earnestly, and added after pause; ''Too many women do it.every day; first by silence. when the kind or the warning word should have been spoken; and later. by the speech ] that hlghts, and withers and cuts of from hope It is commendab1y virtnous to be clothed III purple and fine linen, and to fare sumptuously. every day. spared from those cruel needs that drag undev the less fortunate. Ton, never do that, Gil- lian, when you assume the puEplea After all, We are our brethsEa keeper. But to resume gu: wonted hilarity, how about the srights?'
 sIm not quite clear yet. But, where as"-here Gillian loughed. and drew her self mp as in admiration of her own fopen- sic eloquence-", a woman. do earn my bread in the sweat of my hrow-which is honest and commendable, inasmuch as it