Nebraska advertiser., 1876-03-09

have a note from Mrs. Percalo to Miss
Hillgrove, and / must deliver it al
once"
"But you will call-you will come
again ?"
"Most assuredly, shall do myself
that pleasure. said Paul, politely.
But Addy knew the difference in
the ring of the real metal and mere
hollow. conventional courtesy.
And the sat down and cried in @
rage, when Paul Graham had taken
his departure.
"But there's one consolation. she
said to herself, suddenly Frightening
up. "Rosamond is cleaning house in
calico, and no crimps, and her head
tied up in a speckled pocket-hand-
kerchief, and If he isn't pretty
thoroughly disenchanted the moment
he sets eyes upon her then / am no
prophecies. Men always do despise
house-cleaning and all its parapher-
MALTA. He'll be sure to come back. "
So Miss Albertis put on an addition
al knot or 60 of ribbon, readjusted
her artistic masses of hair, and sat
down to n little picturesque needle
work.
"Rosamond has worked out her
own matrimonial destruction this
time" said she.
While Mr.. Graham trudged on, his
eyes steadily fixed on the white
chimneys behind the trees. He
knocked at the door.
No one heard. He knocked little
louder.
No one answered.
He opened the door and "ahem-
med" very distinctly.
Still no signs of life.
"Queer, this" said Mr.. Graham.
"The place can't be an enchanted pal
ace, with everyone under a spell. 1
will try little farther"
He opened door and walked in
and there, mounted on tall step-lad-
der, with a brown apron ell around
her stood Miss Rosamond Hillgrove,
painting away at the top of window
as if her life depended upon it.
"Oh," said Miss Rosamond, with
out turning around, you've come at
last, have you? Then you walk off
again I'm half through the job N.Y.
self by this time, and have no sort of
need of your services"
'Eh ?" said Mr.. Graham.
Rosamond turned around with
little shrek, and nearly fell off the
"Oh! Mr.. Graham, is it you? I
thought it was the painter"
"Yes, 1t is L. What are you do
ing?"
"I'm painting" said Rosamand,
to the very roots of the non
crimped hair.
"I'll help you, said our hero.
II wish you would ,''said Rosa
mond calmly accepting the position.
And then she told him how 1t all |
was.
YOU'RE not very much shocked at
my behavior ?" said she.
"Shocked!" cried Paul. "I regard
you as a model to all the young ladies
Of the nineteenth century,"
"Now you're laughing at me-" said
"Ypon my word and honor I am
not," responded Mr.. Graham; and
saw that he was in earnest.
Miss Albertis waited all day long,
up the road like Sister Anne
Blue Boards tower, but Mr.. Graham
didn't come.
"How provoking !" said Miss AL
bertis. but Rosamond Hillgrove
always had such a way with the gen.
tlemen! I'm glad that I'm not born
Mr.. Paul Graham called the next
day with Rosamond, when she came
to return the paint-brush and the
fair Adeline was more dissatisfied
than ever.
81 suppose, now that you've got
she snapped, you'll post
pone house cleaning until Mr.. Gra-
ham has gone"
"Oh, no." returned Rosamond, Sc
renely. HE says he'll help; so we
shall go on just the same. And he's
so handy!"
Whether 1t was over a whitewash
pail or sea of soap and sand, or
while training up the honeysuckle
vine over the south porch, depouent
saith not; but certain it Is that Paul
Graham and Rosamond Hillgrove
became engaged during the young
lawyers brief holiday.
81 don't see how Rosamond man
aged," said Miss Albertis, when she
heard of it.
But the secret of the matter was,
hat Rosamond didn't manage" at
Ill.