The Tiffin tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1868-1887, 1875-05-13
Wouldn't Marry a Widow,

"Wsrren, I do not believe you mean
half what you say.n
"You may believe what you like,
my dear coz. but repeat, would not
marry a widow if there were not an
other woman in oreation.N And Mr..
| Warren Brinton stretched out his
| five feet eleven of manhood in a more
comfortable position on the grass at
his Cousins feet.
"Oh, but love her so much, War
rem Darling Bestrix and she is
coming"
.iNot here For Heaven's sake,
don't say she is coming here, Kate ~
and Warren BriBtjn sat bolt upright
in spite of his habituaI laZiness.
"I am deucedly fond of this place,
although you are enough to-there
politeness forbids me continuing !;
but, leaving all jokes aside, Kate, if
that widow is coming here, I'll order
my baggage packed, and be of on the
next boat"
"Why, Warren, one would think
you had been Tilted by some hand
some young widow to hear you talk"
'"Thank fortune / never gave any of
them a chance" answered Mr.. Brin-
ton, twisting his blonde mustaehe.
"Oh, by-the-by. Kate, didn't you
expect an arrival to-day ?n
Eyes, L did,n answered Kate, with
eyes bent upon the glass, "but it is too
late now. 1 suppose Jerushy Jemimy
will be here by the early train to-mor-
row."
Warren Brinton looked aghast.
"Jerushy Jemimy 4? Good, heavens,
Kate, your name is bad-plain
enough, but-Jerushy Jemimy ! Her
face and figure, L presume, corres-
pond with her name? But really
Kate, 1 thought you called her Bea-
trix ?'i
"My dear Warren, you are getting
things mixed up, as you express it.
Beatrix is the widow. or course 1
can not send for her now. You know
she lives but a short distance from
here but Jerushy Jemimy Jenkins
is a sweet girl, though not at ali pret-
ty-at least 1 don't think SO no
blush, kind of whitish, you know,and
staring eyes. l suppose you would
call her hOmely as u stone wall"
"Hlsh, Kate, for Heavens sake !;
and if you have the least particle of
regard for my feelings, you will not
present me. Jerushy Jemimy Jen-
kins-ugh."
f'Indeed, Kate, can not: do not
ask me :" This appeal came in trem-
ulous tones from the window, where
a young lady stood waiting for Kate
to put the finishing touches on her
toilet.
A handsome young creature she
was, with a tall, graceful figure, pear
ly-white complexion, with dark eyes
and an abundance of dark-brOwn hair.
"Lillian 20 exclaimed Kate, turning
to her cousin who had just entered the
room in full dinner dress, "come and
coax her, will you? Here she wants
to spoil all our fun"
"Oh, no, she WON'T" said Lillian I;
and forgetting all about her puffs and
fiounces, she caught the young lady in
her arms. "You dear, good darling,
you will do just as Kate tells you !;
and, Oh, what time we shall have
when they find it out. l. Will be the
best joke of the season."
"Hark did you ever hear such a
voice ?" and Warren Brinton took his
everlasting cigar from between his
lips, and listened to the beautiful
melody that fioated out upon the
evening air, through the open win
dOws of the brilliantly lighted parlors.
81 wonder who it can beg" said Will
Davis, as the voice died out and SEEM
ed carried upon the breeze. "By Jove,
could listen to that singing forever!"
exclaimed Warren BrintOn, throwing
awsy his freshly lighted cigar.
''Come, let us see who it is. did not
know they had such nightingale in
these parts"
There were twenty persons or more
assembled in the Dayrose parlors; out
the young lady at the piano was the
only stranger among them TO the gen.
tleman just entering.
Again the voice rose, sweet and
clear. Will LAWS crossed over to
where Kate was standing; but Warren
stood in the shadow of the doorway.
spell-bound, watching the beautiful
songstress. Never before had he seen
such grace and beauty; or, If he had,
never before was he affected by them.
The great luminous eyes-eyes whose
dark depths spoke Of early sorrow
wandered once in his direction, and
went straight to his heart.
"a thousand thanks," said Mr..
Carlton.
"BeautifuIly sung,n commended
Lillian, with warmth, as the young
lady rose from the piano.
Warren Brinton arrived at his cons
in's side just in time to hear Will
Davis say: "BefOre we 60 any further,
Miss Dsyrose, present me to yonder
songstress." Warren looked ready
to share the honor; but Kate, without
taking the slightest notice of him,
took Mr.. Davis proffered arm, saying,
"m ost willingly"
Warren Brinton bit his ips with
vexation. He tried to catch the
name as Kate presented Will Davis;
but It was spoken too low, and with
frown be crossed over to the open
window and stepped out on the bal
eony.
"Why Warren, what in the world
are ycu doing out here2 Turned STAR