Litchfield enquirer., 1878-07-11

This might be his way of putting it. but it was obvious the sentiments were shared by all. By Garry too. She laughed at ne; not at Aer
 stOf course we needed to be told it was beautiful" she said; i've don't pretend to judge for ourselves"
 .tAnd how has it been altered p s'How? Not at all. Hardly at all. There was no need for alteration" sgf sNO need for alteration P cried 1, affecting ! astonishment, '.when it was a yard below the neck and mile above the ground these two phrases in particular having remained in my memory), and it vas" als ' Y All that was bad, know interrupted the gay girl, without SO much as a blush. "But you do not understand my dear Mir. ta Oldham, it-it is Me .fashiOn now. Brocades have come into vogue again, and my dress maker says this is the finest she has ever had ' 9 in her hands. assure you, whenever look at 1t l am quite charmed with myself, and with you. Who. would have imagined
 It was to have been an ottoman"
 Oh f1e! That was only an idea of that ab- surd Fanny Derrlngton's I could not have ibelieVed you would have been il-natured enough to have remembered that all these years. And this is our first meeting too! Hen ry, dld you ever see any one look more mali clouss He is eAulting over us all I"
 Notiover Henry.r r Over me, and the girls, and Charlie Ihorne,-he is here tonight, did you know :? Have you seen him? He was talking to us minute ago. Oh, to be sure it was you he 5 was with when we met himf My head is all s In buzz. Who is that man with the star {? Look at his bows He must be Spaniard l. Henry, some. one is holding to you. Vehe- mently. No, not there at all. Beyond that (NnTrD< 0r
 slow yop are He has disappeared now. He made faces and signs 1; I am sure he wanted something. There are the Cliffords in the doorway. They never come into room-it is their way. They, just let themselves be seen at each house, and then they go SOh, Mrs. Vyse-Henry, want to speak to Mrs. vyse most particularly she is going to take wrote to say he must be sent tomorrow, but never mentioned wherel have no idea if it is to her house, or-oh, Henry, shall never catch her up; why wouldyo not come soon- er?'
 'Look here," said Henry; "if, you think am going orun after all the old women with eats that you take fancy to, ,eyou may set. your mind at rest on that point, now and for ever. Be witch with your own cat if you like, but don't go and herd with the other witches, or I'll be off. What more do you $ iwantp Can't you stay quietly in this corner with MT. Oldham and me ?'
 Oh to be sure Of course she could. She did wish most particularly to speak to Mr. Oldham, and when would he come and see her To morrow morning? No not to-mor- row. for she must go Sout, but the next day some day-any day, at two oclock? esa%
 soon put her at her ease; 1 was leaving town immediately, and would wait for our next meeting till it could be accomplished un- der happier auspices.
 It was arranged that was once more to be of their shooting party in August and soon after they took thei- leave. The rooms were emptying, and the handsome pair were follow ed by locks of admiration. ''Who is she?" "Who are theyT passed from lip to lip. "Her dress is perfection, said all 1As
 Perfection, indeedi" 70 Fashion p. qUoth l. for the opportunity was too great, ,and the feelings of reformer stirred my bosom. E Fashion" repeated, and paused to consider in what strain the adress was to be continued. A whitening sheer cnrled my lips; contempt made itself manifest in my countenance. Perfection, indeed ye slaves of folly,"-I raised my hand in act of declamation,-a old gentleman in mirror opposite did the same. He looked ugly, tired, and cross, and, more over. was distorting his features into grim- ace SO repulsive that-I went then and there home to bed. gVNs~ &s7
 After all, had had my revenge
 
 fI MT. Isaac H. Bromley employs column of Mondays Tribune to eulogiZe the Yale class of 1S53 We are glad to see that a member of this famous" class has turned his attention to the subject; now full justice has been done to it, as may be seen by thefollowing paragraph:
 '1 don't know, in fact, how the class be- came famous (with quotations). 1 think it woke up one morning and found itself so 1n- stead of seeking notoriety. it has shrunk from the public gaze with great assiduity. Possibly with too great assiduity perhaps it attracted pnblic attention by the fuss it made in shrink ing. Such things have happened, may be permitted to say, however, that since the pub lie seems now to besufficiently impressed with the fact that it was remarkable class it has been decided that instead of mentioning in connection with the names of prominent men that they were members of this class, it will hereafter be proper to make the distinction between the two great classes into which the human race is divided, to wit the class of 1853 and the rest of mankind, by re- marking, whenever any outside person distn- guishes himself in the future: 1t is singu- lar circumstance in connection with his career that he is not member of the famous class of 1853! Ihope the press will take due notice of this. The class feels that it may have oc- cupied public attention too much for the past twenty-five years, and is anxious for the next twenty five to give the rest of the world a chance. Could anything be fairer ?"
 We are sorry to hear that that the class is going to take a twenty-five years vacation five years longer than the one which Rip Van Wrinkle took. We regret this not so much on account of the class as on account of ''the rest of the world" who having come off beaten every time in their struggle with this 'famous'' organization during the last quarter of centu- ", will have no sort of a chance when the class fully rested, again goes to work. But is it not little unfair to this syoung and ambitious nation that at the very beginning of the second century of it's existence it should thus be de- prived through no fault of it's own, of the ser vices of the very men who seem to have been chosen by Providence to makeits history nota- 7 ble and glorious?-N. r, Eoentng PosJ.
 A correspondent of the Christian Union, writing from Chicago, says
 Joseph Cook has made his second advent here, but has not captured the city the. second time. His popularity in the Northwest has seemed to be almost as brief as the blue glass fever. Ten months ago he came and com. manded conquest. The Methodist camping star performer. He rose and set well and shone brilliantly through three successive days. The forest rang alike withhis eloquencs and his praises, and the daily press put him inexpensive print at full length. Thousands forgot the heat, and pressed by crowded cars over a round trip of sixty miles for the pleas ure of sitting upon hard seat and hearing Jo seph Cook sing songs in abstract philosophy Now he comes again, but he comes to empty benches by the hundred in common lecture hall. Twice he essays an audience and ends in drawing only few hundred people to him. Yet his theme of Strikers and Communists was filling a large place in public thought, and Does Death End All P is probably his most noted discourse. No popular enthusiasm in either religious or secular circles, hailed his coming, as before, and none bade him good by. The fault lies partly with himself partly with the people. The latter find him and his philosophies much ridiculed by the secular press. They find it fashionable among gos sipers to make sport of Mir. Cook-sJo.' .they generally call him. These causes have made o hraanh hat txuaan TOooY,h CooL aod tba -oa+