The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1877-05-30

them all the children yer've got, Marian
Mrs. Fenton answered that she bad two
more, a son and little daughter. Mabel Of
fered to send for her little sister, thinking
that child might make conversation easier,
but Miss Jerusha answered. with such evident
alarm and disrelish' For laws sake. mol
can't bear children" that she drew back Of
Tended. Mrs. Fenton looked annoyed; but
Miss Jerusha unabashed, began to complain
of tie awful drought up in their place, while
an awful silence fell upon the rest
A quick light ring made the girls start ana
fervently hope that it was not Mr.. Wander
pool-I am sure for the first time in their
lives To have Mr.. Vanderpool, of all beings
in the world, see this dreadful relative. Mr..
Vanderpool, whose father belonged to the
oldest Knickerbocker family, and whose
mother was an +. +. VI who was so fastidI-
Gus and refined himself 1t took only few
seconds for this to rush through their
brains, when in Mr.. Vanderpool walk
ed He was greeted in a rather embarrassed
manner by them all, and inveigled into a
seat rs far as possible from Miss Jerusha, on
pretense of being cooler by the window.
But Miss Jerusha didn't mean to be left in
the background-she got up from the chair
and stalked over to the group.
"Who is this young man?'' she blandly in
quired, indicating Mr.. Vanderpool with her
cotton forefnger
Mabel, with very red face, introduced
"Mss Hevington," mentally grateful that
the name wasn't Mulkins or Shocks.
Mr.. VanderpOol made an astonished bow,
but Miss Jerusha held out her hand, and
gave him an unmerciful grip, exciaiming
heartily, 81 am real glad 10 see yer, mister.
But see here, sis'-to Mabel-'1 amt
ashamed O. being your cousin-yer might
have introduced me as SIGH"
Then ordering Mr.. Vanderpool ITO SIT
down on the sofy," she took her place beside
him when he had obeyed.
"Wa'al, now, l didn't expect to see SIGH
fine young Teller the first night 1 come;
beau O. yours, spose, she said to Mabel In
q loud voice.
Mabel wished that the earth would open
and swallow some one of the party.
"Waal, yer needn't git so all fired red; yer
amt got no call to be ashamed o him; he
seems nice huff kind o. a young man."
Mabel felt the cold shivers running up and
down her back, and thought she knew the
meaning of purgatory now.
Miss Jerusha, quite blissful, turned to Mr..
Vanderpool and put some searching ques-
tions with regard 10 his trade" Mr.. VAN
derpool politely answered that he was
studying for the bar.
Hum! bar tender; shouldn't hev
thought i'll" was Miss Jerusha's comment.
The girls sat shuddering and wondering
what was coming next. Mr.. and Mrs. Fen
ton were holding council of war in the
back parlor.
Miss Jerusha was silent for the space of
three minutes, gazing upon Mr.. VanderpoUl
with such ardent admiration that he began
to feel nervous.
You're awful like Linus Swinefieldw she
exclaimed at length-"the fust beau l ever
had. | knowed him when he went 10 the
deestrict school. They ulster call him Piggy
then, and none o. the gals could bear the
sight o. him when he growed up. | was the
- 10 IN,
with him. My stars! but he was powerful,
like you. Had jest the same kinder tow col
ored hair, and kinder Whitley blue eyes /
was awful fond o. him." She sighed and
edged little nearer the now thoroughly I'M
comfortable Mr.. Vanderpool; then she sighed
again. and edged still nearer. You're
dreadful like him." she said, and buried her
face in big red handkerchief, and groan-
ing, moved nearer still; another groan, an
other sigh, made the girls rise in fright. Was
the woman crazy? Still another sigh and
groan wedged Mr.. Vanderpool against a
sharp corner of the sofa. He, somewhat
alarmed, tried to get up, when Miss Jerusha,
with spasmodic witches all over her face,
| threw her arms around his neck, exclaiming,
convulsively, "My dear. dear boyl"
Mr.. Vanderpool Indignantly struggled to
| release himself but the clinging arms re-
fused to be unlocked. Mabel and Florence
stood wringing their hands in despair. Mr..
and Mrs. FentOn rushed TO the rescue, AM I,
| in the scuffle that ensued, off came the pok 2
bonnet and green veil. carrying with it the
| spectacles and gray hair-and there was
| Toms curly brown head confessed.
"Oh. Toni you dreadful boy" cried the
girls, as Tom saLk down OR the sofa, shout
ing and shaking with laughter.
1t took about the space of a lightning
fash for them to grasp the situation, and
such peals of laughter rang through the
| rooms that it is a wonder the neigh borhood
was not aroused; but then it was hearty
rather than noisy, and that makes a won
drous difference.
Tom, with many chokes and roars, told
how he had managed, winding up with:
Nurse and cook and old Tim acted regu-
lar trumps. How 1 did fool you ALL But by
to send up for Dot; she'd seen the rigging
up in the nursery, you know. and she'd
have let it all out. Oh, dear, it's. the best
| fun I've had since left the academy. When
l called father Samuel thought / would
| explode on the spot. Oh, dear"
And, would you believe it2 the young
scamp persisted in wearing his outrageou:
get-up all the rest of the evening. and wher
Mr.. Vanderpool finally took his leave, in
sisted upon escorting him to the door, where
he babe him an atfectionate farewell, assur
| ing him that he was powerful like Linu:
Swinefeld.'
In the learned city of Boston resides &
most accomplished and beautiful lady
whose toilets all bear the stamp Worth, anC
who will be somewhat astonished should shs
chance to read this sketch, for her NADER
name was Jerusha Hevington.
One OF the Beechers.
The Rev. Mr.. Beecher, a brother of tht