Litchfield enquirer., 1875-11-04

The guest lifted his straw hat to ds defer entially, but Miss Won Tassel was provok
 ingly silent during the landing, ,Wher
 her companion had deposited her safe1y
 on dry land. and fastened the, boat, shl
 nonchalantly remarked .-
 "You see, girls, was right about thai
 Juan Fernandez Island, and have
 brought away man Friday in proof of
 my divination. Mfr. Friday. these are the
 other Miss Crusoes pray do your duty
 girls, for Mir. Friday is hungry even tc
 cannibalism, having been forsaken by his
 savage companion, and only saved from
 death by my crazy freak, as you cruelty
 called it. '1aad a'1" - E.
 Mir. Friday laughed pleasantly, and protested that his six o'clock breakfast
 had auckily been so ample that he might safely hope to survive until supper. time
 but when Leslie brought him a cup oi cold coffee and some crackers, and pro posed to feed him drop by drop unless
 he should at once prove himself not utter ly incapable ofself. feeding, he quite eag. erly yielded, even to to the replenishina | of his cup. Leslie was so gay, and the stranger was so gentle and agreeable, that my sister and were soon beguiled oui of our first primness, and we were all chat. ting at once about nothing in particular, and all pleasing things in general, in the most unconventional manner, when sud- denly a voice from our other boat, which had come up so quietly that we had not observed it, shouted
 ''Good gracious, Sam, I had forgotten all about you till about half an hour ago. How did you ever get over here"
 My cheeks famed, and did not need the testimony which my eyes next gave me. that whatever other game our sports men had missed. they, too, had bagged 8 man Friday, who was no other than that inexplicable offender, St. Mark" himsehi In the general hub-hub which ensued, ex. plantations were in ordeE. paP~ ssi5 1.
 'Bertha, my desr, you remember MT. Winthrop? Ha ha Ina One would think you mightl We met him out hunt ing with our dairy-man Richards, and he made himself known, to our mutual con- fusion at first but we have had capital afternoons sport together, and I insisted on his coming back. with us to Camp Gumption to divide tue spoil and share our supper. He was very troublesome on account of his fear that you had not yet forgiven his escapade, but I assured him it had quite slipped your mind, and here he is. '' t- "i .-7l-% 7 --+l3 7''' 17
 Icould not do otherwise than shake hands with Mir. winthrop neither could help remarking that papa had been talking Sanscit to me, for I had no knowl- edge of any escapade, forgivable or other wise, of Mir. Winthrop's except that he had once treated my breakfast table with despite, and fled the house at daYbreak rather than risk it's perils. "Sam," as 1t l appeared Leslie's man Friday was yclept, here interrupted Mir Winthrop,s half in: audible reply, but very eloquent gaze, by saying:
 .''Mr Winthrop, will you be kind enough to explain why you brought me out to perish in the wilderness ?-why you saw | fit to leave me on a desert island, and never to return with the provisions and the shelter-tent which you went back to Richards to get 2"i 3-Gfe G. ei tr.aIs |.
 ''And Mir. Winthrop" said I, twill you be so good as to introduce your friend whom we only know as Miss Leslie Won Tassel's man Friday" a duced himself This is my my friend. nd Rev Rev. Samuel Drury-the best fellow in the | world"
 Mir. Drury, instead of responding, as he should, to the little chorus of welcomes which this formal introduction awakened, and to fathers apology for not having rec | ognized him in the excitment of the re turn with such trophies of the chase, ,gazed about him with a wild air, and maundered to himself
 'Leslie Won Tassel Leslie Won Tas- sel o, Miss Draper, can that really be Miss Won Tassel ?"
 was at my wits end ,and looked about for Leslie to restore my reeling senses :; but, to my further amazement, she vas not to be seen.
 However, papa. who was too triumphant over his sporting success to notice such minor matters as his daughters despair, and the epidemic insanity which had fall len upon Camp Gumption. called us all to go with him and inspect the days tro- phies where the guides had hung them for safe-keeping, in the sheltered thicket l which served as our pantry and refrIgera- | tor.
 Mir. Drury followed mechanically, but soon drew me aside, and ln the most be- seeching manner said
 Miss Draper, must have an interview with Miss Von Tassel, If you would only go and find her, and tell her that she need not fear that shall persecute her. It kills me to have her run away from me as if were merciless fend but really I can't help feeling that she owes me a few minutes conversation" ..s
 ''A few minutes conversation, indeed, after their long co occupation of the mys- terious island, and the homeward row I was too bewildered to do anything more than say "I will tell Miss Von Tassel what you wish" and walk away in search l of her.
 As I passed Fanny I stopped a moment and requested her to pinch me until had evidence that was actually awake in a commonplace world, instead of the sport of fevered dream. Awake l was, it seemed, so on I went, leaving my sister almost as Confused as I but no Leslie could I find. In the tent, behind the tent, down on the shore where Wood had scFeened for us a charm ing dressing room, and in all our favorite nestling places, no trace of her appeared. Vague thoughts of calling for help. and dragging the lake for her body, associated themselves with Mir. Drury's frenzied pe- titions as I came back towards our tent, still calling her name. Suddenly smotk- cred voice, as if from the earth beneath, set my heart beating suffocatingly 70, Bertha. what shalleI do what shall do !-are you alone ?
 Leslie Von Tassel, where under heaven are you, and what do you mean by driv- l ing me mad ?'' -
 Mad l don't talk Of madness to me. Oh, don't-don't go away-here am Der tha, dear. in this dreadful musty, fnsty, old barrel come nearer, so I can talk with you. No. no dont lift the cover any higher think shant sufEocate, and, if should, perhaps if is the best thing lef. for a poor wretch like me to do." Such wan, frightened little face as peered up at me from beneath the cover of our gorgeous red tierce, which Leslie's tremulous head slightly .uplfted How she had contrived to get in without up- setting it and rolling down into fhe lake like the little pigs churn in the ''Chinny, chin. chin. nursery tale. I cannot imagl inc, but there she was bodily. I did not speak, because was too astounded and,