The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-05-30
TWO FAIR DECEIVERS.

What do young men talk about when
they sit at the open windows smoking
ON summer evenings? Do you suppose
it is of love? Indeed, I suspect it is OF
money; or, if not of money, then at
least of something that either makes
money or spends it.
Cleve Sullivan has been spending his
time for four years in Europe, and he has
Just been telling his friend John Selden
how he spent it. John has spent his in
New York-he is inclined to think Just
as proftably. Both stories conclude in
the same way.
ST have not thousand dollars left,
John
"NorI, Cleve."
ct thought your cousin died two years
ago; surely you have not spent all the
~old gentleman's money already?"
90 I only got $4,000; I owed half OF
"Only 100000! What did he dowith
"Gave it to his wife. He married a
beauty about year after you went
away, died in few months afterward.
/" and left her his whole fortune. 1 had
no claim on him. He educated me.
gave me a profession, and $40, 900.
That was very well. He was only my
mothers cousin"
And the widow-where is she9"
Living at his country-seat. T have
never seen her. She was one of the St.
Maurs, of Maryland.
Good family, and all beauties. Why
don't you marry the Widow?"
"Why, [ never thought of such a
thing"
You can't think of anything better.
Write her little note at once: saw that
you and will soon be in her neighbor-
mood, and that gratitude to your cousin.
and all that kind of thing-then beg
leave to call and pay respects, etc., etc. .
John demurred good deal to the
plan, but Cleve was masterful, and the
note was written, Cleve himself putting
itin the postofice.
That was on Monday night. On
Wednesday morning the Widow Clare
found it with dozen others upon her
breakfast table. She was dainty. high
bred little lady, with
Eyes that browse with dreamy splendor,
Cheeks with rose-leaf tintings tender.
Lips like fragrant posy,
and withal kind, hospitable, temper.
we'll inclined to be happy in the happi-
ness of others.
But this letter could not be answered
with the usual polite formula. She was
quite aware that John Selden had re-
%gaEded himself for many years as his
az COUSINS heir, and that her marriage
"wiUR the late Thomas Clare had serious
'ly altered his prospects. Women easily
q see through the best-laid plans of men.
and this plan was transparent enough to
che 'shrewd little widow. John would
- scarcely have liked the half-contemptu-
r. GUS shrug and smile which terminated
her private thoughts on the matter.
Clementine, if you could spare a
moment from your fashion paper, I
want to consult you, dear, about Wis
itor."
Clementine raised her blue ewes
dropped her paper, and said, "Who is
lit, Eyan9"
cit is John Selden. If Mr.. Glare
had not married me, he would have in
lherited the Glare estate. think he is
rconing now in order to see if it is worth
while asking for, encountered by his
cousins widow"
"What selfshness Write and tell
him that you are just leaving for the
Suez canal, or the Sandwich islands, or
any other inconvenient place."
emo; have better plan than that
Clementine, do stop reading few min
utes. l will take that pretty cottage at
Ryebank for the summer, and Mr.. Sell
den and his friend shall visit us there.
No one knows us in the place, and Twill
take none of the servants with me-"
"WeIl ?"
''Then, Clementine, you are to be the
Widow Glare, and your poor friend and
companion"
"Good! very good! THE Fair De-
SERVERS an excellent comedy. Howl
rshaGl snub you, Fan And for once I
shall have the pleasure of undressing
you. Buthas not Mr.. Selden seen YOU ?"
"No; was married in Maryland. and
went Immediately to Europe. I came
back widow two years ago, but Mr..
Selden has never remembered me until
now. wonder who this friend is that
he proposes to bring with him ?"
ooh, men always think in pairs, Fan.
They never decide on anything until
their particular friend approves. I dare
say they wrote the letter together. What
Us the gentleman's name?"
The widow examined the note. "sMy
friend, Mr.. Cleve Sullivan Do YOU
know him, Clementine?"
"No; i am quite sure that I never
saw Mr.. Cleve Sullivan. I don't fall in