The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1876-10-27

lWWtuthtelN fcUltuutu VI tht NNiN''
True, he had more Of the polish which
comes from travel and adoption to
different classes and individuals, bu'
he was not whit more intelligent by
nature than was the bright little wo-
man whom Jennie had determined he
should marry.
II was surprised you should caution
me about that, Cousin Mark" cooed
the plotter. as she stood by his side
looking out Of the window. "The
idea Of my being so ridiculous " and in
the same breath, with wink at me,
"Come, let us go to my sitting room.
We are at work there, but il won't
make any difference to you, willitI'
OF course Cousin Mark answered
"No," promptly, as innocent ms dove
about the trap being laid for them.
"This is my cousin-Mr. Lansing,
Miss Kent and Mr.. Lansing bowed
politely, and Miss Kent arose, drop
ping her scissors, blushed and sat DOWN
again. Cousin Mark picked up the
refractory implements, and then Miss
Jennie proceeded, with rare caution
and tact, to her labor of love. Cousin
Mark, at her request, read aloud an
article from the Popular Science
Monthly, drawing Miss Kent into the
discussion as deity as was ever a fly
drawn into the web Of the spider.
"who was that lady, Jennie ?
Cousin Mark inquired in the evening.
"Do you mean Miss KentH' said Jen-
nie, looking up from her paper. "Oh,
she is lady I have known Cor a long
time. She is making some dresses for
me now. Whyf"
"She seems uncommonly well-posted,
for a woman"
Under other circumstances Mrs.
Carlisle would have resented this, but
now she only queried, "Do you think
so ?" and that ended it.
Two or three invitations to the sew
ing room was quite sufficient to make
Cousin Mark feel perfectly at home
and after a week he became as familiar
as this /:
IF you are not too busy, l should
like to read you this article y and this
is what Miss Kent would say;
"Oh, / am never too busy to be read
to. Sit down by the window in this
comfortable chair, and let's hear it,"
After couple of weeks, when the
gentleman came in, hoarse with cold,
Miss Kent hustled about, her voice
full OF sympathy, and brewed him a
dose which he declared he should new
er fogret to his dying day; but one
dose cured him. After this, Miss
Kent was really wonderful woman.
Ay, Jennie was an archplotter.
She let them skirmish about, but not
once did she give them a chance to be
alone together-her plans were not to
be destroyed by premature conhden'
ces-until the evening proceeding
Cousin Marks departure for Califor
MIA. Then Mrs. Kent was very de
murely asked to remain and keep al
eye on Master Carlisle, whom the fond
mother dI not like to leave quite
alone with the nurse.
= ave are compelled to be gone q
! couple of hours; but Cousin Mari
will read to you, won't you cousin ?
: Certainly, if Miss Kent will like it,
replied the gentleman.
The infant Carlisle, thanks to good
; management, was never awake IN tn
evening, so the victims o. this matrl
, monial speculation would have plent!
. Of time. The back parlor was thu
, room most in use during the evening
e and out of this room was large close
d with large blind ventilator, and on
n of this closet door leading to tn
back stoop and garden. Imagine m,
e surprise when was informed that Mr.
o Carlisle was going to the lodge, an
that we, after profuse warning abon
the baby, and promises not to be gon
too long. we're to proceed to this close
d overlooking the back parlor via bac
e gate and garden In vain protested
"Why, you goose" laughed Jennie
"there'll be fun enough to last a lii'
r time. John wanted to come awfulll
but | knew he'd make q noise an
J. spoil everything, so | wouldn't Ii
him." The willy schemer had take
y the precaution to lock the closet do'
~ from the outside, so there was no fei
TX of detention. On a high bench, /
IS still as two mice, we awaited results.
Cousin Mark (as II aroused from
" protracted reyerie). "What wou
ne you like to have me readg"
re Miss Kent. "Oh, TIA not partic
| lar"
Cousin Mark. "Here is an exec
e, lent article on electic afiinities he
would you like thaiY'
Jennie's elbow in my side almc
a took my breath away.
Miss Kent. "Who is it byY