Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1874-08-27

nlRnl anu ue OH early next mOrnln, JUST
leavin' a note for his laundress to say,
that if anybody calls, he's gone to Beth
Fem for week or two
Bethl'em" muttered Mr. Russell :;
land a very proper place for him. But"
he continued in louder tone, 81 sup
pose you don't know why he should have
gone to Jericho just now?"
No, sir, don't know exactly" re-
piled the goodhumored porter "But
can guess why he's gone to Jericho"
Mr.. Russell said nothing but looked
expectant.
more contidentially, Mr.. Bygrave's
most intimate friend is painter, a gen
tleman that paints Scripture subjects,
and that's engaged ut present, as have
heard, on a picture of the man that fell
among thieves; and Mr.. Bygrave, l take
it, has gone to pay his friend visit"
Mr.. Russell thanked the communica-
tive porter and departed without leaving
any message. For the only message he
could think of was: "Tell hin. he was a
villain and the porter was hardly the
proper person to deliver it.
When Mr. Russell reached his home in
the country town where he practiced his
profession he sought the earliest oppor-
tunity of being closeted with his wife
In the conference that ensued both were
utterly puzzled How Bygrave should
have behaved as he Gid was incompre
hensible. And yet, while appearing to
have fled from and Tilted their daughter,
the young man had really proposed.
Nobody, however, would have guessed
that he had, to judge from Nelly's be-
havior. A face as pale as a lily, nights
devoid of rest, andpillows wet with tears
followed Immediately upon the announce
ment made to her that Bygrave had gone
away; gone, without a word or letter;
gone, after the significant speeches he
had made, secretly in her own ear, and
openly before her family; gone, not to
return for eighteen months at least;
gone, leaving a request behind that letters
should not be forwarded and not leaving
any address to which they could be for
warded Then, apparently, came the
stage of womanly pride and just resent
ment. Her heart was SCARED indelibly
but her face recovered it's bloom and it's
brightness And Twillett became the
accepted lover. Twelve months rolled
away and she became Mrs. Twillett. The
happy honeymoon was over; she returned
to her native town to snug little house
on its outskirts, and in the very first week
of her return, as she sat in her boudoir
waiting for her husband to come home,
letter was brought to her from her
fathers. The envelope was alarge, blue
one, and bore an address which accounted
for it having been sent to her fathers
Miss Eleanor Russell. She smiled as she
broke open the cover, but the smile was
succeeded by frown and start when
she perceived inside the cover a second
letter T is second letter was blood red,
and, as she looked at the handwriting
she trembled exceedingly, and smoth
cred cry escaped her white lips.
1t may be remembered that on the
night of certain 1st of April, 1S-, Mr..
and Mrs. Russell had conversation
about the propriety of bringing Mr. By
grave to propose; whereas Mr.. Bygrave,
it was remarked at the time, had already
proposed Well, at dusk on that same
1st of April, a raw country lad might
have been observed in Fleet street with
a letter in his hand, and staring and
gaping inquirngly about him. AT last a
CLEAN of intelligence and satisfaction lit
up his face, and he moved hastily toward
an iron pillar-box which stood by the
roadside, and near which some mischiev
Gus young Arabs of the London streets
were playing.
WANT letter-box9 Here you are, my
boy; shove it in that hole at the top"
said one of them, in the most friendly
and insinuating accents, to the country
lad.
"Oi knaw," replied the country lad,
with look of superior knowledge and
experience as he carefully dropped the
letter in at the suggested hole, and
walked off with an air of satisfaction.
"Oh. you April fool" shouted the
Arabs after him; but he either didn't
know what they meant, or believed in it
being impossible that any boy whatever
would infringe the law which forbids
the making of April fools" after twelve
O'clock at noon. At any rate, he went
his way regardless of SCOTS.
40 dear o dearT screamed the
treacherously friendly Arab, laughing as
if his very sides would burst; hes bin
and gone and put his love-letter in the
dust-bin; that he have"
As the country lad passed one of the
archways that lead from Fleet street to
the Temple he was brought to a sudden
stand-still by a stentorian shout.
Thomasl' cried voice which made
the country lad jump.
Here OF be, Muster Boygreave," an
swered Thomas, with tug at his front
hair, and broad grin at the gentleman
who had called to him
$50 you've posted my letter." said the
gentleman.
"Ees, Muster Boygreave, olive done
it." answered Thomas with unconscious
equivocation.
Bravo. Thomas" rejoined the gentle
man kindly; you've done your first
errand in London splendidly. ! watched
you from here almost us far as the pillar
box; but couldn't see quite all the way.