Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1875-10-08

wagon YheIRhe seaught the hutter
Of a pinkIdress through a,ucluster of
ounce trees, and heard Kitty's merry
voice in conversation with some one
Stealing hasty glance through the
trees John recognized, Kitty's com
panion. to be. her cousin, Hetty Shaw,
from the village. They were com
ing directly toward, the tree under
which Johnwas standing. ~ $50 -.
| I What In the world was he to do?
He did not fancy ruining away like
4 detected thief, and his trembling
knees. and palRiting heart warned
him that if he swonldhanot die then
aud there he must seek a place of
oOncealment. 'i~7'iii .9Lif7 sys- -.1i
| To add to Johns bncketful Of
embarrassment on this occasion he
was conscious that he was not In the
least sssfxed up" He was in his
| every day garb, and there was a huge
black patch on the knee of his gray
pantaloons l;sand John hated patches
| because he was poor and obliged to
wear them. The sleeves of his coat
were far,too short, as. also the legs
Of his pants, and to make the matter
worse his clothes were covered with
-four which he had somehow got on
while he was waiting for his grist at
the mill. -,-. .-t.--
| John glanced up into the tree, but
the foliage was not thick, and there
was little chance for hiding-plaee
there. Near. the tree was an invert-
ed hogshead, which had been used
as a stand from which to pick apples
from the tree. The lhogshead had
once been used as temporary dog
kennel, and hole perhaps eighteen
inches IN diameter had been made to
admit the dog. iI ..-a -s-st So.
There was no time to be lost.
The hogshead afforded the only re-
treat within the trembling young
mans reach, and he was not long in
squeezing himself inside of it. ..s
The girls came on and sat down on,
the grass right where John, by stoop-
ing down and peering through the
eircular.hole, could watch them.
| Kitty, he thought, looked Prettier
and brighter than ever in her pink
dress, and the sun, which was set
telling into the west, made hre brown
hair as golden as the apples in her
lap. ;-- azr r ,
Kitty held up anapple by the stem,
saying - ,, ..--; ...T -.-,.,
| "Name it, Hetty /; but not VIII
Joyce, nor Jerry Davis, nor
'There, stop the apple is named,"
said Hetty, mefnly.s : ... : ....- . -il
| Kitty. pared and ate her apple,
carefully saving all the seeds.J When
she had them all in her chubby hand
she held them out for Hetty to spell
the name. Touching each seed with
her finger, Hetty spelled !: agai --.F
"J-o-hn P P-a-t2t-e-r-s-o-n. 81 .a
| cit spells it exactly. Why, Kitty,
! what are you blushing so for ? One
would thinktha fellows name was
| spelled out IN your heart in indelii
Bile letters BY the way you look"
Kitty said nothing, though she
looked uncommonly sober for her,
John thought; and he wondered if
the girls didn't hear his heart beat;
he thought they must, it was thump-
ing away SO furioasly. He thought,
too, that 81 Kitty was angry that
anyone would suppose that she cared
for him. How humbly he felt he
could scarce have. told why and how
his cheeks burned with the flush of
wounded pride. sleia %. % q. -.
''NoB, really, Kitty" said her
cousin, with!a batering laugh, eff
youHdon't drive away that forlorn
look L shall think you car more than
your pride viii let, you acknowledge
for that greatgawkward BOBBY, who
hasn't the courage, nor never viii
have, to ask.you to have him."
r''Hush, Hetty!" said Kitty, as she
rose to her feet, and her ckeeks
gIowed with flush. of deepest Grim
son. "You oinot konw John Pat
teson as we7do, or you would not ut
| tel. whatyouhaNe He is,not awk-
wardat home with his mother. You
oughtlito see, how. kind and consider
ate heis to her. Father, drops in
there often, and he says there isn't
more noble-hearted man to befound.
Yesterday g0w Hetty, were max
ing game of J Ohm because he wears
clotheslthat are patched and old
fashioned John is industrious, and
| do you know what heidoes with his
money I? Father says he is paying off
the MORTGAGE on his mothers little
farm, andthat whehi1he has a few
dollars more than are necessary for
a payment he expends it for books.
Mark my, word, Hetty, John Pat
terson will yet be man that you
will be proud to class among your
friends. He has intellect of no com
mon order. It's only his great
bashfulness that keeps him back
nowsnis 8 taa 81 10 1as.s 5vu.rs
SHOW, Kitty, younaret too absurd, ;"
and GlHettY laughed as though she
thought her, companion in Jest,
'fWehoi is, leapyear ;youhad better
offer yourselfi torsthisa paragon. I
don't believe he will refuse. "5d n9vs'.
"I Know no. one whomaI9 would
sooner marry-so there I" And
Kitty's face was scarlet with bushes
as she made this frank aeknowledg-
ment.5 agulIll diiF 5.eR off ~ ga'-
But John was not looking at her
now. He was erouched in the most
remote part of the hogshead, trying,
by various gestures, to drive away
"a huge mastiff which threatened TO
make his Whereabouts known .aal'..
The sun had gone down, and Johns
hungry horse had quietly walked off
home, and still theitwo girls chatted
Eiaway. sew Cd DLE .t5v = ..ia -.d Ls.
'Well,, Bruno, what have you got
in thereiI I'm sure you've been
whining and paving there for half
an hour, at least" And Hetty came
forward and patted the dogs hairy
back with her hands. aau. laii ~ra
4 "Why, Kitty, there is some dread
full animal in here. What a pair of
eyes it has II Are, there any wild