The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-06-04

she used to say to Emily, "there's nothing
SO stupid as the APPALLING stupidity of be-
ing obliged to spend an evening alone
with ones husband"
So they had no end of CAV friends
around them, and balls and amusement Tn
their hearts content. One day Mayis
weat to ride with her husband, leaving
Emily at home. When they returned.
Emily met them at the door With bright
face.
ooh, papa!'' she exclaimed, "such a
handsome stranger has bean here to see
you.''
"Who was he?'' asked Mavis' husband.
"Oh ne was such beautiful man."
But didn't he mention who he was,
and what he wanted?" said De Ruyter, a
little hastily. He had no patience with
beautiful men.
"Oh, yes, ran on Emily, che was very
tall, and broad shoulders and very white
teeth, and eyes and hair blacker than your
hat, papa. He had a pretty black
mustsche, and no beard at all. but just a
big square chin, and he said he was an
: CID friend OF yours on bis way home
from the West, and accidently heard you
lived here, and he wore such q pretty
coat
What! the deyil-said Julian De Ruy-
ter.
-"And he went away and said he'
call in two hours, and he left his card
when he went away, and, to be sure, I
might have given it to you in the first
place, only forgot it, and then you'd
have known at once. Here it is, she said,
tumbIing in her pocket. X
"Ob! to DE sure, said De Ruyter, read
ing the name, and handing the card to
his wife.
We are nearing the close Of our common
place story which had tragic ending
Once found BIRDS nest in which
Was dead bird. It was pretty nest
the bird was in, beautifully built, but by
sad misfortune the poor, bright bird
had became tangl cd, somehow, in the
long hairs which lined the pretty nest,
and been unable to extricate itself and so
was held fiuttering, struggling prisoner
there till it died horribly of starvation
Poor birdie! It might have lived lts
happy bird life with the rest, shaking
the dew drops from its wing, aud carol
ing in the morning sunshine, chirruping
to It's mate,and flying skyward till it was
lost in the golden clouds, mayhap. But
1t necame hopelessiy tangled in the pref
ty nest, and starved to death.
The name on the card was "Charles
IO'Hara."
Are you sick, Mavi>?" asked Emily.
Il am tired, and my head aches, and
this lite's bnt d bubble, anyhow, answer
ed De Rugters wife. My dear think
thiS gentleman must be an old friend OF
nine too. used to know u Mr. O'Har
"Sure il was Charles? said De Ruyter
"Sure that it is 1 am almost sure.
"Why, MaVis, exclaimed Emily, suddep-
", 'here is the gentleman himself.
He caught the sound of the name
"Mayis, and seemed tn grow dizzy mo
men'. Tnen he said family:
"Mavis! Mavis! .s.... ..s.
yes. indeed, Mr.. O'HAra. lam so
glad 10 see you again, said Mrs. De Ruyter
extending her hand, calm as summer
morning.
De Ruyter asked him to stay and visit
them. He staid ia spite of himself, know
ing it would be far better for his peace to
put half the world between him and the
wife Of De Ruyter, for the old spell had
never lost its hold on him. He had made
and lost'wo or three fortunes, and once
when n ar!y ready tn return with the
gold which was 10 ouy aim Mavis German.
he had been Captured by Indians, and r.
manned aprsnner for Two years befoIe
he could escape, He had written home
repeatedly, and never received any reply
aud no wonder, for they never got the
letters. He had eren written to MaYis
and never heard from her. After he
escaped from the indians, he had gone to'
work bravcly again, and Mayis was still
the star to which he lifted his weary eyes