The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1877-06-28

Betsy. Well, I must say you are an
object. I can't help laughing, whenever
I look at you
6 We shall have very merry life to-
gether," said Harold, '.if your DISPOSE
ton continues"
"Oh, / shan't see much OF you, said
Betsy, II can promise you, after the
ring is on. What possessed you to
smash yourself up so !? But [ slant re-
fuse you. It's money makes the mare
go, says the old song"
6 It may be-" said Harold. 'sBut let
the mare stand still for me, then. So,
madam, you have the fortune without
any incumbrance IN my person"
"And good radiance to bad rubbish,
say p cried Betsy. "There are better
fish in the sea than you, or women would
be poorly off. You're going, Ell? Well,
the sooner the better. Miss Smith, ring
the bell"
Elsie rose and touched the bell.
But now that the deed was done, and
her object attained, she felt dreadfully
ashamed of herself. Certainly more
unhappy and singular object than this
before her could not well be imagined.
Indeed, compassionate as was her heart,
she felt that his appearance was not only
painful, but almost ludicrous, but all the
more should he have been tenderly and
kindly used. Why had she played this
childish prank, and allowed vulgar
woman to insult him in her presence?
And this gentleman--fo hideous as he
was, he evidently was a gentleman by
breeding as well as by birth-how would
he henceforth think Of her? He would
always believe that she had uttered
those rude words-she, and none other.
And as he left the room she followed
him, and the servant who had answered
the bell retired at her nod, and left the
two together in the long hall, where they
could hear the long and violent explo-
sions of laughter with which Betsy was
now filing the drawing-room.
"Mr. Harrington" SAID Elsie, her
face crimsoning as she spoke, 81 cannot
let you go without word of explana-
ton. II have been so grieved that
you should be SO insulted. I never
meant"
"My dear young lady, you have moth
ing to do with it, and my feelings are not
in the least hurt, - replied the young
man. "Who could care anything for
what person like the woman we have
just left could say? But [ am amazed
that that should be Miss Seabright. I
know she is lady by birth. I under
stood that she was beautiful and gentle.
+"
"Oh, Mr.. Harrington cried Elsie,
81 have been such foolish girl She
is not Miss Seabright. I am Miss Sea-
bright. Lit was ridiculous strata
gem of mine. I hated the idea of be-
trothal to stranger, and I desired that
you should take the initiative in break
ing off the match. But, believe me, I
had no knowledge Of your infrmities,
which could be only subject for sym
pathy to me and I beg you to forgive
me for placing that coarse woman in a
position in which she could insult you.
Prove it by remaining with me until I
can offer you some refreshment after
your long journey"
The young man bowed, looked at her
moment, and then replied frankly:
Madam, quite appreciate your mo-
tives and entirely forgive you. I am
pleased to accept your invitation.
1t was the custom in well-arranged
houses at that day to send guests to their
rooms for awhile before dinner.
Accordingly Miss Seabright ordered
servant to show Mr.. Harrington to an
apartment on the upper floor, and re-
tired to her own room to dress for din
ner.
Ten minutes after her entrance into
her apartment, this servant brought her
large bundle and a small note-a
bundle several feet long, and note few
inches square. She opened the note first
and read these words:
My DEAR MISS SEABRIGHT also have a con-
fession to make. I also, before met you, had
| resolved that you should be the one to decline
the condition of our fathers Wills intending
afterward to give you back your share of the
property. Consequently l set about devising
scheme and reading my school-day letters, it
occurred to me that no one ever went through
SO many small accidents quite unscathed and
unmarried before. [ knew that few women
would choose to marry very hideous man !;
consequently I ooncocted disguise which I
tanc1ed would make me repugnant to the least
particular of the fair sex. Allow me to lay at
your feet my crutches, which I never needed,
thank Heaven my hump, which was feather
pillow the skull-cap, which did not hide my
bald pate, and all my bandages and patches.
The vecmilion which adorned my nose have
rrmoved with a little water; and, though I OBJ
tanned my invitation to dinner under false pre-
lenses, beg to be allowed to pay my respects
to you in proper person, and tSapologize formy
trick, which, after all, dear madam, was only
tit for tat. HAROLD HARRINGToN.
At first Elsie was unreasonablylangry,
but her anger did not last long. They
met at dinner, and before they parted it
was quite concluded that they should
carry out the wishes of their parents by
agreeing to dine together always.
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