Mexico weekly ledger., 1876-10-12

T 90 unsuitable Vas fh4g Tf~afffagess5 Utter
ly and entirely wretched have been its con-
iseauenees, that am forced te~befieve~th
marriage institution a mistake. SO, Tor the
marry the best woman that ever lived, II by
SO doing could save her life. .z~r
YOU old cousin, lark LANSING:
erich, isn't itP" said Jennie,f and
then pointed to the chubby little hgure
whose back Happened 10 be tur1led
shook my head and laughed.
"YouU see," @colitinued0 the incor-
rigible. ssy uaaatoa r . = 4hA,i'
sSee whatP" inquired Miss Kent,
i quite unaware of our pantomlme.
l.. tsThat particles which are chemically
| attracted will unite. Of course an al
kali and an acid-Don't you think, this
sleeve is a little too long, Miss Kent?".
aNot after the seam is off. But what
were you saying about alkahes and
acids, Mrs. Carlisle? The other day at
Professor Boynton's / saw some won
| derful experiments"
"Did they succeed?" inquired Jen-
die, demurely. '"'"
E"Beautifully." eeseL
$50 will mine. L never botched a
job in my life" .d.
Az don't think / quite understand
Iyou,'' said Miss Kent, perplexed. ts"uh
l. t"NoP l always grow scientific when
talking about marriage, my DEAR
"Bother!" was all the little woman
said, but the tone was much better ma
tured than / expected. Ht' "s'" %.
The next week Cousin Mark arrived,
and I liked him at once. An unhappy
marriage would have been the last
thing thought of in connection with the
gentleman. He had accepted the stu
alton like a man, Jennie told me, and
for fifteen years carried a load of misery
that few could have endured. Death
came to his relief at last, and now the
poor fellow honestly believed himself
AN alien from domestic happiness. 2
Singular as it may appear, Cousin
MARX was the embodiment of good
health, and good nature; so, perhaps,
though he didn't look it, and as rotund
and fresh in his way as the little dress
maker was in hers. AS l looked at him,
| defied any body to see one and not be
Immediately reminded of the other.
True, he had more of the polish which
different classes and individuals, but he
was not a whit more intelligent by ma
ture than was the bright little woman
whom Jennie had determined he should
marry.
was surprised you should think
necessary to 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 a wink at me, "Come, let us 90
to my sitting-room. We are at work
there, but it won't make any difference
to you, will it?"
Of course Cousin Mark answered
"No," promptly, as innocent as a dove
about the trap being laid for him.
"This is my cousin-Mr. Lansing,
Miss Kent" and Mr.. Lansing bowed
politely, and Miss Kent arose, dropped
her scissors, blashed, and atdown again.
Cousin Mark picked up the refractory
implements, and then Mrs. Jennie pro-
ceeded, 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 fly drawn into the web of the
spider. .-. ...
"Whc was that lady, Jennie?' ?;
Cousin Mark inquired in the evening.
"Do you mean Miss Kent?" said
Jennie, looking up from her paper.
"Oh, she is a lady L have known for a
long time. She is making some dresses
for me now. WhyP"
"She seemed uncommonIy well
posted, for woman"
Under other circumstances Mrs. Car.
Isle would have resented this, but now
she only queried, "Do you think sop
and that ended it. ..
Two or three invitations to the sew
ing-room were quite sufficient to make
Cousin Mark perfectly at home there
and after a week he became as familiar
as this:
elf you are not too busy, l should
like to read you this article;'' and this
is what Miss Kent would say:
"Oh, l an never too busy to be read
to. Sit down by the window in this
comfortable chair and let's hear it,"
After a couple of weeks, when the
gentleman camel in, hoarse with a sudden
cold, Miss Kent hustled about, her voice
full of sympathy, and brewed him 8
uOSo WHICH ue UScldrou ne SnOuIu never
forget to his dying day; but dose
cured him. After this, Miss Kent was
really WomderfuI woman.
Ay, Jennie was an arch plotter. She
let them skirmish about, but not once
did she give them a chance to be alone
together-her plans were not to be DIES.
troyed by premature confidences-unti,
the very evening preceding Cousin
Marks departure for California. Then
Miss Kent was very den1urely asked to
remain and keep an eye on Master Car
Isle, whom the fond mother did not
like to leave quite alone with his nurse.
We are compelled to be gone a
couple of hours; but Cousin Mark will
read to you, won't you, c~ousin?"
"Certainly, if Miss Kent would like
it," replied the gentleman.
The infant Carlisle, thanks to good
management, was never awake in the
evening, SO the victims of this matri-
%raonial speculation would have plenty