The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1877-03-10


all beings in the world, see this dreadful
relative Mr.. Nanderpool, whose father
belonged to the oldest of Knickerbocker
families. and whose mother was an f. F.
V; who was SO fastidious and refined him
self 1t took only Il few seconds for this to
rush through their brains, when in Mr..
Vanderpool walked. He was greeted in a
rather embarrassed manner by them all,
and inveigled into a seat as far as possible
from Miss Jerusha, on pretence of its being
cooler by the window.
But Miss ,Jerusha didn' t mean to be left in
the backgrounds got up from her chail
and stalked over to the group.
Who's this young man." she blaudly
inquired, indicating Mr.. Nanderpool with
her cotton forefinger.
Mabel, with very red face, introduced
"Miss Lexington" mentally grateful that
the name wasn't Mulkins OF Shocks.
Mr.. Vanderpool made an astonished bow,
but Miss Jerusha held out her hand. and
gave his an unmercifui grip, exclaming
heartily, d" I'm real glad to see YER mister
But see here, sis to Mabel-"I ain'L
ashamed o'bein' your cousin-yer might
have interdooced me as SIGH"
Then ordering Mr.. Vanderpool "to sit
down on the sofy,' she took her place be-
side him when he had obeyed.
"Wa'al, now. didn't spect to see SIGH
a fine young fellow the fust night l come
a beau o youru, s'pose?' she said to
Mabel, in loud voice.
Mabel wished that the earth would open
and swallow one of the party.
"Wa'al, yer needn't to git so ali fired
red: yer amt got no call to be ashamed
O him: he seems a nice huff kind o young
man."
Mabel felt the cold shivers running up
AMI down her back, and thought she knew
the meaning of purgatory now.
Miss Jerusha, quite bllssful, turned TO
Mr. Nanderpool, and put some searching
questions with regard to his "trade. y
Mr.. Nanderpool politely answered that he
was studying for the bar.
"Hum! bar tender; l shouldn't hev
thought itr' was Miss Jerusha's comment
The girls sat shuddering, and wondering
what was coming next. Mr.. and Mrs
Fenton were holding council of war i'll
the back parlor.
Miss Jerusha was silent for the space of
three minutes, gazing upon Mr.. Wander
pool with such ardent admiration that he
began to feel nervous.
"You're awful like Linus Swuefield?'
she exclaimed at LENGTH the fust beu !
ever had. knew him when we went to
the deestrict school. They used to call
him Piggy then, aud none O. the gals could
bear the sight O him. and when he growed
up, was the only one who'd go to prayer
meetn' with him. My stars! but he was
powerful, like you. He'd just the same
kinder tow colored hair, and kinder witty
blue eyes. l was awful fond O him"
She sighed, and edged a little nearer the
now thoroughly uncomfortable Mr.. Van
derpool then she sighed again, and edged
still nearer. You re dreadful like him, :"
she said, and buried her face in big red
handkerchief, and, groaning, moved neare,
still; another groan, another sigh, made
the girls rise in fright. Was the woman
crazy? Still another sigh and groan
wedged Mr.. Nanderpool against sharp
corner Of the sofa. He, somewhat alarmed.
II led to get up, when Miss Jerusha, with
spasmodic witches all over her face, threw
her arms around his neck, exclaiming, con
vulsively "My dear, dear boy
Mr.. Nanderpool 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. and
in the scufiie that ensued, off came the
poke bonnet and green veil, carrying with
them the spectacles and gray hair and
there was Toms curley brown head
confessed.
"Oh, Tom, You dreadful boy" cried the
girls, as Tom sank down on the sofa shout
ing and shaking with laughter.
1t took about the space of a lightnin
flash for them to grasp the situation, and
such peals of laughter rang through the
rooms that it is wonder the neighborhood
was not reused: but then it was hearty
rather than noisy, and that makes won
drous difference.
Tom, with many chokes and roars, told
how he had managed, winding up with:
Nurse and cook aud old Tim acted
like regular trumps. How did fool you
all. but by Jove I thought | was gonr
when Nab wanted to send up for Dot; she'd
seen the rigging up in the nursery, yon
know, and she'd have let it all out. Or
dear, it's the best fun I've had since | lef,
the academy. When | called father Sam.
uel, thought l would explode on the
spot. Oh dear"
And. would you believe il? the young
scamp persisted in wearing his outrageous
get. ali the rest of the evening, and
when Mr.. Nanderpool finally took his leave,
insisted upon escorting him to the door.
where he babe him an affectionate farewell.
assuring him that he was powerful like
Linus Swinetield.'
In the learned city of Boston resides a
most accomplished and beautiful lady,
whose toilettes all bear the stamp of Worth.
and who will be somewhat astonished
should she chance to read this sketch, for
her maiden name was Jerusha Hevincton.
Harper's Ba=er.
rs An old darkey of sixty-two, tired OF
longer leading a life of single blessedness,
hohhled LID to tie marriape LICENSE clerk s