The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1875-02-04

something! It was a great misfortune
for him that I had put in my oar, for all
his long, lonely. quiet looks was now at
an end. The young lady could not re-
frain from turning her head sometimes;
and every time she did so it gave him
such scare and a spasm But when,
at last, she got up now and then, as If
to look, full length, at something in the
street, he fairly bolted from the window.
He couldn't stand that, not by no man
ner of means; little knowing, poor soul,
that the eye that had bewitched him did
not carry halfway across the street. ~
ssThat is excellent, excellent!' said I,
for we were now evidently coming to the
pith of the story, ''but they no doubt
met at last p
"You shall hear-you shall hear" re-
piled my landlady; ''but must first tell
you that one day when he had been
driven away out of sight by the full
length of the young lady, I went out,
for couple Of chops for their dinners.
Well, I had gone ever so long, for I was
not to be done out of penny pound
so easily; but in coming home, as the
| young lady was still sewing away, I
| thought I would just pass by the other
side before walking over, and SO, mister,
while going by the house, [ looked in
at his window and there aUas a sight to
see He had retired to the back part
| of the room where he was sitting, his
back to the wall, his two elbows on a
table before him, and his chin resting
! on his knuckles; and thus had he been
staring, for two hours, probably, right
across the street, unseen and alone,
with that young lady before him like a
vision, as it were, of his own calling up.
AS for the meeting of the two
''Stop, ma'am! Before you come to
that describe the young man.
'sThe young man, if he were a young
man, was steady, grave, sedate, quiet
individual, who might have been all
ages from twenty-five to fifty. He wore
black clothes and a white cravat; his hat
was always smooth and glossy; his boots
looked as if they had been French pol
ished; his hair was brown and combed
smooth, and he walked as if he was
measuring the pavement with his steps,
| He left the house at one hour and return
ed at another, neither minute earlier
OF minute later; and he INDUCED his
poor heart with the young lady for the
same space of time every day.
| ''And the heroine?"
'sThe what, mister?'
''The young LADY, beg pardon"
s'Oh, she was a nice sort of person of
two or three and twenty; ight-hearted,
but quiet in her manner, with good
complexion; pretty enough features,
taking them all together, and light blue
eyes with the hazy appearance of short
sight,
''There, go on to the meeting
s'I'm a-coming to it. It was one day
that the Parlor and the Young Lady
were, out; and the whitefsh being fried
beautiful, I was standing at the window
wondering whatever could have happen
| ed to keep them out no long, when the
clock struck one and [ seen my young
man, as usual, open his door, come and
glance over to the young ladys window
with the tail of his eye, walk away down
the street SO steadily and straight that
one or two stepped out OF his way, think
ing he was measuring the pavement.
Well, who should be coming, right in
his front, as if for the the express pur-
pose of meeting him, but our two ladiesl
[ declare it put me in mind of the ap-
pointments in the papers, for the sake
of matrimony. with somebody as has
honorable intentions and means Sc
crecy.
''Ihe young man went on for while.
as if he meant to cut right through be-
tween the mother and daughter; but his
courage failed him at last and he stop
ped at a window, and stared in at the
bill. 'Day-School for Young Ladies'
as if he had never seen such thing be-
fore in all his born days, until they had
passed sometimes. He then set off
again, and disappeared without turning
his head"
tAnd is this the meeting2' said T,
with indignation.
''To be sure it is, said my landlady,
land the only meeting they ever had,
for that very day the Parlor had letter
from France or Scotland or some other
place abroad, which made her give me a
weeks warning; and at the end of that
time they went off and I never saw them
more"