The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-08-08

me nearer to the draughty chaos on the
boulevard lent warmer charm to the
snug little home was leaving, and I was
not alone in my appreciation. No sooner
had it become known that my little
place was in the market than offers be-
gan to pour in from different quarters.
All these offers were referred to the
agent, who told me one morning as he
was passing that the house had been
rented and the furniture sold some time
since to young married couple.
"Here's another pair in search of
nuptial nest" I said, as I propped up
an ingenioiously carved bit Of acigar box
on the maple tree beneath my window.
I felt little blue as went in to my
breakfast, and had scarcely broken my
egg when the door-bell rang, and I found
Black at the door. His face was ashy
pale, and his hand trembled upon his
gold-headed cane.
No more bad news" I stammered
out, for some speculations of ours had
turned out very disastrously of late.
/" I'm ruined man. said Black, sink
ing into chair by the parlor door.
Big beads of terror started to my own
forehead.
"Green has disappeared, the scoun-
drel," said Black, "and OF course I shall
be accused Of completely with the de-
faulter."
Naturally" I said, dryly, for I was
too wretched myself to have any SYM
pathy to spare.
"This is a confidential visit, Brown"
continued Black. CT shall have to fall
back upon what little money remains to
my wife, and I've come around here at
her suggestion to hire this little place
Of yours for the coming year."
envy good gracious p said voice be-
hind us; and there stood Sally, as red
as the feathers in the buster she held in
her hand.
eyes, Mrs. Brown" said Black,
"we've always been fond of this little
place, and really believe we will be as
happy here in our adversely as you will
in your fine new house."
''Per9ition seize my fine new house
and every one that has led me into this
muddle!' cried, beside myself with
fright and vexation. "You know we'll
that I shan't have the money now to go
on with it. It will be all I can do to
keep from bankruptcy myself"
'God forbid that T should refuse TO
aid my husband in this extremity" said
Sally, with great nobility of accent and
manner. Well make the sacrifice our
selves, Joe; we'll keep our own little
place; we'll go on in the old way, dear.
We'll stay here ourselves, Joe"
''I'm obliged to you for your cons1d-
GRAFTON, madam" replied; "but when
the horse is gone, it's too late to shut
the stable door. The house is let and
the furniture is sold.''
"My furniture sold p shrieked Sally.
ooh oh oh! my furniture, my fur
nitu1e, my dear old furniture taken from
me! Why, they can't do it They
shan't. IT'S mine. It amt yours. They
can't take my things for your debts.
"Just watt" said I, evil you, till
you're called upon to pay my debts.
You gave orders for the furniture to be
sold and the house to be rented yourself.
The agent had told me this morning that
a young married couple had taken them.
Well have to go to town and take fur
nished fiat"
GA furnished fat" echoed my wife,
sinking into a chair and covering her
face with her apron-''a furnished fiat I"
And, although I can safely swear she
had time and again held this way of liv-
ing to be domestic felicity, there was
an unspeakable misery in her view of it
now. "I wish I was dead" she said.
"Pd rather go to my grave than to fur
nished flat-just in the lovely springtime,
when the Brahmas are beginning to set,
and the strawberry bed is one mass of
bloom. Oh, my poor child T. she cried,
to Rosalie, who had run in and thrown
herself at her mothers knee, "your Mr..
Green has turned out to be nasty de-
faulter. A young married couple have
robbed us of house and home, and your
father has the cruelty to talk to me of a
furnished fiat"
"He isn't my Mr.. Green" Rosalie
broke in, ''nor ever was, and the mar
ried couple won't rob you of anything
but-but "a bad, undutiful daughter.
You shall stay here, mother dear, and
and Bo-Bob and L will go to the city
and take the furnished fat.'
=" Am I to understand" said I, advanc-
ing to this dear, blushing, weeping
child, and feeling a singular warmth and
cheer creep about my fainting heart
lam I to believe that you and Bob are
the married couple in question 90
Rosalie hung her sweet head, and my
wife cried out to me, with the coolest
assurance, that she told me how it would
be all along, and that all further oppo-
sition on my part would be useless.
"You'd better go to the train, Joe, :"
she said; "poor old Black has been
gone this ten minutes. And bring home
some garden seeds with you, and bring
Bob to supper. Well all live here to-
gether. And, please God, my darling"
she said, finging her arms about our
little daughter, ',we'll all be happy
yet p III. - ~
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