The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1877-03-29
MRS. HOUNSLOW'S EXPERIMENT
BY HARRIET PRESCOTT sPoFFORD.

A daughter had been the hope of Mrs.
Hounslow's life. Thinking, when Law
renee was small, of the beauty of little
girl, too, with her curls running out in
rings under the lace and ribbons of her
cap, she had been obliged to change the
thought to that OF the maiden who should
become Lawrence's bride, and give her
all the comfort and none of the care of a
daughter
She had always been a lonesome body.
an orphan at first, and then SO few years
a wife befoSe she was widow, with her
unruly boy at school and she had
looked at mothers with their little girls,
and envied them the companionship, the
opportunity Of making charming dresses
for the pretty darlings, the power to
live their lives over again in their girls.
When Lawrence came home to stay,
she had, of course, much comfort in him:
and If the young man enjoyed his
ding, she knew nothing about it. Yet
Lawrence's fling was not bad one,
as filings go he drank his wine with
moderation, from epicurism-it was so
pleasant he did not wish it to pail he
lrove fast horse and loved a game din
ler. When the exuberance of veuth
passed, he would settle into respect
able citizen with bank account. To
ler eyes, to-day, he was a paragon.
Settle But not alone Itfollowed as
ihe night the day that Lawrence would
na1ry-a very pretty girl or d very rich
)ne. Neither would be to Mrs. Houns-
ow's taste; the pretty girl hardly the
companion she sought for herself, the
lightly head turned by vanity, the appe-
iUe Unsuitable for fattery; and the rich
>ne mastering Lawrence, and copse-
Iuently herself She had chosen herself
charming young girl with as sweet a
nature as ever shone out of blue eye :;
he frequently had her there, although
0 no effect except in her own dreams.
n what dreams Mrs Hounslow INDUCED
~ the evening fire apropos of Louise
dandeu Somehow the young orphan
tirl always seemed sitting on the other
ide of the fire, it's hight dancing in her
yes, on her dimpling smile and some
lines Mrs. Hounslow saw that light
dance on little golden wedding ring,
LIZ NOAASOihASO OAA a ACU1S SOlIlSu ueSUllllg
lead and Lawrence was always stand
1g on the rug between the two, looking,
nth equal tenderness in his dark ewes,
t one side and at the other. That was
er evening dream. In the morning
louise moved about the house with her,
utting flowers, filling vases, concocting
hoice dishes-what mother-in-law she
you'd make How happy she was 60
az to be in this dear daughter! She
.ad even gone SO far as to buy an open
haeton in this dream for Louise to
rive her out in on sunny evenings, and
vas just settling on the color of the
hinged silken canopy, when she awoke
D see that Louise was a cipher beside
hat great luxurious hazel-eyed and hate
I'd blonde, Flora Furlong.
Mrs. Hounslows son and Furlong !
here was no worse blood in the land ;
honey enough family enough and yet
,othing too ,unscrupulous OF which to
Inspect the men too selfish, silly, SLOW
My, stupid, spiteful. of which to accuse
ne women
Young men do not pause to think of
UGH things. What Flora Furlong could
sork out as to his salvation did not occa-
On Lawrence a thought but her lu-
nous black-lashed eyes, with their long
tie lids and the way she had Of lifting
her melting mouth and velvet skin,
sai,, lilra fna-a,a.a e4e1 AZ her l.1vl1,-;
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