The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1875-05-29


shorts but those they have for their suppe
: to make them give You IN extra quantity {
milk for your breakfast so you can go bac
20 the city in the fall vigorous for bushes
c and fresh for the smiles of your sweetheart
a "Ouite a long speech, upon my word! An
II is not a month yet since ! supposed 20
I never INDUCED in anything beyond mono
syllables, and scattered ones at that"
Thank you for nothing. But how do yo
like my costumeY"
Charming Who assisted you?'
II made the things. Cousin Maggie help
ed arrange them, and Mr.. Fred Marston acte'
as critic, to see whether was presentable
"And pronounced you autday'
"Yes, If looks would do So But ne was St
busy sketching that he would hardly say
word"
"Pass," sand, after moments deliber
alton, and wondering whether l really nae
the courage, "do you really remember al
told you, IN my gossiping way, the day ai!e
Fred and arrived, about the DOCTORS III
structions-how was never to think OF Dusi
ness or cares of any kind, but only amuse
ment, and any nonsense that came upper
most~
Yes perfectly"
Who'd have thought ] would go so con
place, where both amusement and nonsense
would seem TO be sacriligious, and----'
SECONDLY" looking as prim and dignlflet
AS so slight and sweet a body could.
Eyes, secondly, by falling in love with you.
I smoke deliberately ard with an effort
and the last word had not died from my lip'
before knew that my premonitions oil dan
perous ground were not unlnsplred.
A pink glow sufiused her face for an in
slant, and then faded into whiteness tina
was not so dcathly as 1t was transparent,
! 1t added to my pain as well as to a vague
delight felt in the picture she made in hcl
tmasquerading dress
To speak Of this mimic masquerade, ard
the picture it formed, it will be necessary tt
go back few days, on which occasion | sa
in the little, pinched.up parlor of the old.iash
Toned farmhouse that formed my retreat IRON
the Oity's hum and business for few week:
I'm the summer. On the wall opposite where
sat hung an old family portrait, so old, in
deed, that the daughter Of my hostess was no
exactly certain as to who she was, or OF wha
generation she had formed part of the life
The student of fashions caprices could prob
ably ascertain by research; but ii really made
no great difference. The silent point Of the
portrait was large ElizaDethan ruff, not sc
stiff and ungainly as are generally represen
ted in portraits, but seeming quite graceful
and pretty, and indeed, as though forming
part of the personality of the parsonage, who
was young, less than twenty, apparently, skin
white and delicate, almost entirely devoid OF
color, eyes Of dolce far niente feeling, and
lips whose just perceptible pOut was in fine
keeping with the round, CHEEKY face
Miss Perry said, "the portrait yonder
is enough like you TO pass for your own II
you should tell people you were maquerad.
ing. How like lllly.ofthe.valley it looks,
with the round, delicate face and the delicate
ly-pencilcd ruff
@What an idear' said Miss Perry, the
daughter of my hostess. "And yet, since
suggest il, can trace quite resemblance. l
remember hearing papa saying once that she
was quite belle in her day, and there was
something of a romance connected with her.
1t was in dress precisely like this In all
its details in which Miss Perry was arrayed
when she pecrcd over the rose bush on the
afternoon in which my story opens, and greet
ed me with her innocent Peep
so" she family articulated, your 'amuse
ment and nonsense for this summer are
falling in love with an unsophisticated coun
try girl Quite delightful"
ment, "you wrong me by your misapplied
IRONY. bly, words were not trlfllng ones, as
you seem to think. ] was too abrupt and
precipiatc | am bu, a tyro in wooing."
put my arm around her slender waist as
| spoke the last words, and she suffered it to
remain there an instant, and then withdrew
shrinkingly, giving me halfstartled, half.
shy look as she glided out of the room-a
a. l. ,,l 60. Ia oGn I'd
saw her no more that afternoon and the
next morning Fred and | were of on trout
ing expedition before she was astir At sup.
per she was absent and her mother volunteer
ed the information that she had gone TO visit
her cousins over the mountains.
Its in the Timing county, some twenty
miles Off" she said zone of the boys was
over this way on some business or other, and
she appeared kind o. moping, and when he
spoke ont jest bundled her of quicker. It'll
do her good She's gal like all others"
Twenty miles" repeated. Shell prob
ably, then, be gone some five or six Gays
Five or six weeks, more like" was the re-
ply. Il told her she'd have to stay, most
likely, till we sent for her, and tina. wouldn't
be till harvesting was well over The men
and horses is mighty busy during hot
weather"
81 say, Fred said that evening, as we
sat on the piazza smoking our cigars, i've
been thinking that III go back to the city
TO morrow or next day, TO tell the truth, it's
getting little dull and monotonous, and
Dull and monotonousl What has got in.
to you? Why, IT'S only n day or two since
yon were going TO stay month yet. You're
lust the Queerest chap
I've been told that often enough 10 know
it by heart Fred. | think | shall 60 up by
tomorrow nights train, unless you shall go
too if | wait over a few days"
"Notl. shall stay sanolher fortnight al
any rate
"All right Ii is settled then. Walk up to
the station with me, and you can send my
trunk along some day when the wagon is
going up
The next evening We arrived at the little
rise in sight Of the station some time before
the train was due, and We sat down on rud'
stone wall overlooking the valley,
by the way said Fred, suddenly, -
didn't show you this, believe. She lookeI
so charming couldn't help it
+ And he onpnp1 his uprtlolin which he in