The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1875-01-22

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there was not another young lady il
the house. Their occupation? &? As fo1
that, the mother marketed and the
daughter sewed, sitting in her chair al
the window. Sometimes they walked,
sometimes they read, sometimes they
chatted. They did nothing esle as ]
know of. They lived on their means
like other lodgers. All dodgers that
| stay fourteen months have means. You
be so green, mister, you make me laugh
right ont
81 only wanted to know what was
their station, how they lived and
"Lived Oh, very respectable A
baked shoulder, we shall say, on the
Sunday, with potatoes under it 4; Mon
day, cold Tuesday, hashed there may
be pair of pigeons for the We'd
nesday Thursday, a dish of sasgen-
gers Friday, little mackeriI, or, per-
haps, codfsh-balls, and on Saturday
just little nice lunch of bread and
butter and tea made up the week.
"Very respectable. I know what a
lady is, mister here the IaDdlady
fixed her eye upon me severely" and
them were ladies I"
4" 1 have no reason to doubt it at all, -
1 replied, feeling her gaze still fixed
upon me ; " the young mau, of course,
was something like themselves ?"
"He was nothing but a mystery over
the way. I don't know even as he were
young man. He might Just as well
have been a middle-aged man or an
elderly man. There he sat at the par
Tor window opposite, with book in his
hand but it was easy to see it was our
window he was reading. where the
youung lady was sitting, as have told
you, sewing in her chair; he must have
made powerful slow work readin' that
book. Day after day, week after week,
month after month, there he was, look
ing and looking and looking, till the
picture 1 dare say gathered upon his
eye, as he could see little else in the
world"
1.-THE young lady, I hope, returned
the looks ?"
"She, poor dear Lor' love you, sir,
she was so short sighted that she
couldn't tell whether it was a house or
hedge on the other side of the way.
She did so laugh when told her there
was young man lookin' at her Then
when she turned her poor blind eyes in
chat direction promiscus like how he
ierked away his head, as if he had been
a stealin' something 1t was q great
misfortune for him that I had put il
my oar, for all his long, lonely, quiet
looks was now at an end. The young
lady could not refrain from turning her
head sometimes; and every time she
did so it gave him such scare and
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 manner of means
little knowing, poor soul, that the eye
that had bewitched him did not carry
half way across the street.
"That is excellent, excellent /" said
I, for we were now evidently coming
to the pith of the story, "but they no
doubt met at Iast?"
"You shall hear-you shall hear"
replied NY Iandlady; "but I must first
tell you that one day when he had been
driven away out of full sight by the
full length of the young lady, went
out for a couple of chops for their din
ners. Well, I was gone ever SO long,
for was not 10 be done out of penny
q pound so easily; but in coming home,
as the young lady was sitting sewing
away, I thought / would Just pass by
the other side before walking over, and
so, mister, while going by the house,
looked in at his window aud there was
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, IN
seen and alone, with that young lady
before him like vision, as it were, of
his own calling up. AS for the meeting
of the two"
"StOp, ma'aml Before you come to
that describe the young man."
"The young man, if he were a young
man, was a 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
polished his hair was brown and
combed smooth, and he walked as if he
was measuring the pavement with his
steps. Heleft the house at one hour and
returned at another, neither a minute
earlier or a minute later; and he in
dulged his poor heart with the young
lady for the same space of time every
day.
" And the heroine ?"
"The what, mister ?"
3" The young LADY, beg pardon.
"Oh, she was nice sort of a person
of two or three and twenty; light-heart
ed, 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"
I'm a-coming to if. It was one day
that the Parlor and the young lady were
out; and the whitefish being fried
beautiful, I was standing at the window
wondering whatever could have hap
pened to keep them out so long, when
the clock struck one and I sees my
young man, SIS usual, open his door,
come and glance over to the young
lady's window with the tail of his eye,
walk away down the street so steadily
and straight that one or two stepped out
of hisway, thinking he was measuring the
pavement. Well, who should be coming,