The Andrew County Republican. [volume] (Savannah, Mo.) 1871-1876, 1875-06-11
NY

"PCpn, - twas CHEEKY, almost child
.sh voice we'll known and loved by me:
and vet | started in half alright, SO deep
was my rcverio. Eeyeries, III the minority
Of cases, probably. have love for their in
spring god: but this was an exceptional
one, else [ had surely been prepared for
any such surprise - this, from the very
DriestcSs herself OF love.
Not that ,he acknowledged il. or |
either. for that matter. But we were
both finite. ana love is infinite.
You little puSs! - exclaimed. how
y0u frightened me!>
DO look 50 like a fright, then, in my
masquerading:'
"0fcour~" not. You are always charm
ing. But your voice.
Was harsh and
How deXtpr0usIy YOU do fish for COM
nlimentS this afternoon You know
your voice i soft and musical. for | have
old Won so several times; and"
"Ha. Ia. ha! Coon"
It was thar very sweetness and soft
ness that startled me, being so antipOdal
10 my thoughts just then"
There" 4 sudden seriousness settling
Ovcr her manner THAT cOnvinces me
that Won are not Oheying your doctor.
Yon must have been thinking of those
dreadful columns of figures, and of puts
and calls and shorts and such ridicu-
I0us nonsense. Don't you remember you
told me You shouIdu'tthin Ofany calls
but calling the cows. nor any shorts ,
but those they have for their supper, to
make them give You an extra quality Of
milk for your breakfast, s. you can go
back to the city in the fall vigorous for
business. and fresh for the smiles OF your
sweetheart"
Quite q long speech. upon my word!
And it is not a month yet since supposed
YOU never INDUCED in any thing beyond
nOnOsyllableS. and scattered one at that"
Thank YOU for nothing. But how
10 yOulike my costume"
"Charming. Who assisted yOu?'
"Imade the things, Cousin Maggie help
ed arrange them, and Mr.. Fred MarstOn
acted as critic, to see whether | wa pre-
s~entable."
And pronounced you az fdjt?'
Yes, if looks would do so. But he
was SO busy sketching that he would
hardly say q word"
"Puss." | said. after a moments de!ib-
Grafton. and wondering whether | really
had the courage, edo you really remem-
Der all | told YOU, in my gOSsiping way.
the day after Fred and | arrived, about the
doctors ipStructiOnS-hOw | was never to
think of business or cares of any kind, but
only amusement, and any nonsense that
came uppermOSt!"
"GeS-per1ectly."
Who'd have thought | would 90 SC
contrary thereto first, to come up tC
this quiet place, where both amusement
and nonsense would seem to be SacrIlegi
OuS and"
SECONDLY" looking as prim and digni-
lied as so slight and sweet a body could.
Yes, secondly, by falling in love with
YOU"
spoke deliberately, ana with an effort
and the last word had not died from my
lips before | knew that my premonitions
Of dangerous ground were not uninSpired
\ pink glow suffused her face for an in.
slant, and then faded into a whiteness
that was not so deathly as it was transpar
aut.
1t added TO my pain as well as to a vague
delight l felt in the picture she made in
her maSquerading dress.
TO speak of this mimic masquerade, and
The picture it formed, it will be necessary
to go back a few days, on which occasion
[ sat in the little pinched-up parlor of the
eld-faShiOned farmhouse that formed my
retreat from the city'S hun and business
for a few weeks in the summer. On the
wall opposite where | sat hung an old
family portrait, so old. indeed, that the
daughter of my hostess was not exactly
certain as to who she was, or of what gen
Grafton she had formed a part of the life
The student of fashions caprices could
probably have ascertained by research
but it really made no great difference
The salient part of the portrait was Large
Elizabethan ruff, not so stiff and ungainly
as are generally represented 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 devoid of color
eyes Of a dolce far miente feeling, and lip:
whose just p%erceptible pout was in fine
keeping with the round. CHEEKY face.
Miss Perry [ said, "the portrait
yonder is enough like you to pass for YOU
own, If you should only tell people you