Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1874-05-07

Yes, surely, said Mr.fMcClOsky, recov-
ering himself with some confusion. After
pause he looked down at the bed. clothes,
and. patting them tenderly, continued.
'You couldn't have done better, Jenny.
They isn't girl In Tuolumne ez could
strike il ez rich ez you hev-even II they
got the chance lie paused again and
then said, 'Jennv.
Yes, father.
'lou.e ia bed and ondressed7
Yes
You couldn't said Mr.. McClosky. glanc-
ing hopelessly at the two chairs and slowly
rubbing his chin. you couldn't dress your
self again-could YER
why, father.'
Kinder get yourself into them things
agaiu?' he added hastily. Not all OF 'sus,
you know, but some OF 'em. Not IL I help
ed you'-sorter stood by aud lent hand
now and then with a strap or buckle, or .
necktic, or 4 shoe-string. he continued.
still looking at the chairs, and evidently
trying to boldly famll.arixe himself with
their contents.
Are you crazy. father! demanded Jen-
ny, suddenly sitting up with q portentous
witch of her yellow name. Mr.. McClosky
rubbed one side OF his beard, which already
had the appearance OF having been quite
worn away by that process, aud family
lodged the question.
Jenny he said, ,endcrly s,rokng the
bed clothes as he spoke. 'this yer's whats
the matter. Thar is a stranger down stairs
"A stranger to you. lovey, but a man ex
I've knowcd long time. He's been here
about an hour, and he'll be here until fower
O'Clock, when the up stage passes. Now
wants ye, Jenny dear, to get up and come
down stairs and kinder help me pass the
time with him. It's no use. Jenny he
went on gently raising his hand TO dfpre-
cate any interruption, it's no use-he
won't go to bed lie won't play keerds !;
whisky don't take no effect on him. Ever
since knowed him he was the most on
satisfactory crit;er To hev round
What do you have him round for them
interrupted Miss Jenny, sharply.
Mr.. McClosky's eyes fell. 'Ef he heint
Aem ont OF his way tonight to do me a
good turn. | wouldn't ask ye, Jenny. l
wouldn't. so help me. But I thought ez
| couldn't do anything with him, you might
come down and sorter fetch him. Jenny,
As you did the others.
Mis-. Jenny shrr eyed her pretty shoul-
ders.
is he old or young?'
Hes young enough. Jeuny, but h.
knows power OF things
What does he do.
Not much. reckon. He's got money
in the mill at Four Forks. lie travels
round "A good deal I've heard, Jenny,
that he's a poet-writc. them rhymes, you
know Mr.. McClosky here appealed sub
missiyely. but directly, to his daughter.
lie remembered That she had frequently
been in receipt of printed elegic couplets
known a. notices. containing Enclosures
| equally saccharine.
| Miss Jenny slightly curled her pretty lip.
/ She had that fine contempt for the Illusions
| OF fancy which belongs to the perfectly
healthy young animal.
Not continued Mr.. McClosky, rubbing
I his head reilectiyely, not ez Id advise ye'
Jenny, TO say anything TO him about poetry
| 1t Amt twenty minutes ago ez did. | set
/ the whisky afore him in the parlor.
wound up the music-box and set 1t goin.
| Then | sez 10 him, sociable-like and free.
just consider yourself in your own house
and repeat what you allow 10 be your fines,
| production aud he ragged. That man,
Jenny, just ragged. Thar's no end OF the
continued Mr.. McClosky, apologetically,
| hes known me long time
| But his daughter had already dismissed
the question with her usual directness. Ill
| be down in a few moments, father she
said, after a pause. but don't say anything :
to him about it-don't say was abed.'
Mr.. McClosky's face beamed. You was
alters a good girl, Jenny he said, drop
ping on one knee the better TO imprint a
respectful kiss on her forehead. But Jen-
ny caught him by the wrists and for a mo-
ment held him captive. Father. said She
| trying 10 fix his shy eyes with the clear,
steady glance Of her own, all the girls that
were there tonight had some one with
them. Name Robinson had her aunt,
Lucy Rance had her mother, Kate Pierson
had her sister-all except me had some
other woman. Father, DEAR her lip
:rembed just little, Il wish mother badn'
died when was 50 small. wish there
was some other woman In the family be-
sides me. / amt lonely with you, father
dear; but il there was only some one, you
know, when the time comes for John and
me
Her voice here suddenly gave out, but
not her brave eyes, that were still fixed
earnestly upon his face. Mr.. McClosky
apparently tracing out a pattern on the
bedquilt, essayed words Of comfort:
There amt one of them gals ez you've
named, Jenny, ez could do what you've
done with a whole Noah's ark of relation,
at their backs! Thar Amt one ez wouldn'
sacrince her nearest relation to make the
strike that you hev. Ez to mothers, may
be, my dear, you're doin' better withou
one He rose suddenly. and walked to
ward the door. When he reached it he
turned. and, in his old deprecating manner
said: Don't be long, Jenny smiled. snt
vanished from the head downward, hi
canvas slippers asserting themselves reso
lutely to the last.
When Mr.. McClosky reached his parloI
again his troublesome guest was not there
The decanter stood ON the table untouched
three or four books lay upon the floor,
number of Photographic views of the SieI
ras were scattered over the sofa; two sof
pillows, a newspaper, and . Mexica
blanket lay on the carpet, - ifthe late oc
cupant Of the room had tried to read in
recumbent position. A French window
opening upon veranda, which never b.
fore in the history Of the house had bee