The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1875-05-13

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Thought it would displease me ?
What are you trying to say, Kate
s'Simply this !; Mr.. Warren Brinto
strictly enjoi1ed me this afternoon
not TO introduce his royal highness
such an humble individual as Jerush
Jemimy Jenkins, and of course, like
dutiful cousin, L cbeyed."
Mr.. Brinton gave q long whistle an
looked up at the stars. For once il
his life Warren BrintOn felt dreadful
liy uncomfortable. "Why the deue
can't Kate say something, instead O
standing here with her lips as il the
were sealed ?'' thought Warren.
"You really don't mean it, Kate p
'I really do mean it, Warren.D
"But, you know it will look 81
queer, sitting at the table, and all tha
sort of thing.D
81 don't see anything qneer abOu
it," answered Kate decidedly.
"How stupid you are, coz. Dom
you see-oh, confound it all. Come
Kate, if you have no objection, 1 wisi
to be presented"
Drawing his cousins arm through
his, they entered the parlor, and War
rem Brinton was his easy elegant sell
once more.
"bIiss Jenkins, ALLOW me to present
my cousin, Mr.. Warren Brinton.
Warren, this is Jerushy Jemimy Jen.
kins, of whom you have heard me
speak so often"
"Whv need Kate repeat that horri-
bic name in full ?'' thought Warren.
But as be looked down on the sweet
face before him, he thought, 'iShake-
spcare must be right after all !" and
as be listened to the sweet voice he
felt the blood tingle in his veins as il
had never done before, and Warren
Brinton knew he was in love-head
and heels in love as Kate expressed il
with Jerushy Jemimy Jenkins.
Weeks rolled away, and the sum-
mer months were drawing to S close,
when one moonlight night, while out
for promenade on the lawn, Warren
BrintOn asked Miss Jenkins to be his
wife.
The little hand be held in his warm
clasp turned cold as ice, and the quiv-
ering lids dropped over the sorrOwful
dark eyes.
"Say yes, my darling, and make
me the happiest of men,"
"Oh, / can not Do not ask me 1
must have time and in few days
when you know all, Warren, 1 am
sure you will despise me-"
"Despise you, my love, never !
Nothing in this world, if can pre-
vent it, will come between u.s."
Later in the day Kate and her
friend ard Cousin were seated on the
porch in conversation, when q young
man, who had dismounted from his
horse, came hurrying up the steps.
SIS Mrs. BeatriX Emerson here ?
All, beg pardon for intruding, mad
am," he said, respectfully, addressing
Miss Jenkins.
Ed. Carlton opened his brown eyes
in wonder, and Warren Brinton fairly
rose from his seat, and stared-first at
the newcomer, and then at Miss Jen-
kins.
He had called Miss Jenkins Mrs.
Beatrix Emerson.
Surely there must be some mistake
But why did not Miss Jendins cor
rect him, instead of extending her
hand tor that letter. { f
sit came little while ago, madam,
and as 1 knew you were expectin it,
l saddled the horse and rode over
with it myself"
"Thank you, Sam; L will not for
get your kindness, 1--a
And Sam took his departure, with
cut the slightest idea of the sstonish-
ment he had created.
Ed. Carlton looked over at Lillian,
and guessed the truth at once. he
tried bard to keep from laughing as he
saw poor Kate grasp friendly book
that was lying near, and pretended
to be deep in its contents.
After the first shock was over, War
rer Brinton recognized the true state
of affairs Miss jenkins and BeatriX,
the charming young widow, were one
and the same person. And there she
sat. quietly reading her letter-this
widow that he had dreaded meeting,
aud whom Kate was everlastingly
plaguing him about. How handsome
she was, and, oh, how silly all his
petty speeches about widows seemed
TO him now
To use his own elegant allegorical
language, he has been 'isold-sold
badly" from beginning to end but,
as excitement was something foreign
to Mr.. Warren Brinton's nature, he
settled himself on the rustic bench,
waiting patiently for the next move,
and determining in his own mind to
let Kate have it all her own way.
"Why can't Warren say some
thing instead of looking so awful
white and Indifferent ?" thought
Kate, ready to cry.
"Warren, hope you are not very
angry ?'' said Kate, venturing look
at Warren. But there was no an
swer.
This reused Kate, and she was her
own audacious self once more.
Anyway, if you are, don't care !;
only don't blame Beatrix, for it's all
my doings. You know, my dear coz,
you threatened to go away if the
widow came and, as could not do
without my darling Trixy, nor like
wise my darling Warren, wSs OBJ
liged to adopt this ruse. And, oh,
how we have enjoyed ourselves at
your EXPENSE
Mr.. BTinton smiled and stroked his
blonde mustache.
"I fear the part have played will
not tend to raise widows in your esti-
nation. MIR. BrintOn but sincere
ly trust that you will not think for a
moment that L have enjoyed myself
st your expense"
Warren did not think so and as
he took the little hand in his, and
looked at the sweet face before him,
he knew that he loved the widow
better than he ever loved Miss Jen-
kins.
But he must get even with Kate,
and he said, with q laugh:
"Well, [ can't help thinking how
strange it all is. You are the lady
have longed to see, for weeks. When
I opposed your coming, thought that
was the time Kate would be bound to
have you here but I see she has not
proved herself half the girl | took her
for"
"WeIl, if that isn't too horrible !
Hear him, Lillian Well, never
mind, Warren it might have been
worse, you know; if Beatrix is q
widow, Mrs. Beatrix Brinton will
sound ever so much more euphOnious
than Mrs. Jerushy Jemimy Jenkins
Brinton."
Warren could not refrain from join
ing in the laugh this speech created.
why, my dear, simple minded
little country cousin, l have only
been fooling you all along, when L
told you 1 wouldn't marry widow"
1t is needless to say Kate did not
believe a word OF it.
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