Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1879-11-28

YOU have no idea how much dread
the arrival of the young lady. had
planned to enjoy this summer, and II
seems a pity to be denied the enjoy
ment."
"Andrew," said his mother, with a
tone and voice full of surprise and pain,
1.-The mother of our expected guest has
been a true friend to your dear father,
as we'll rs II faithful comforter to his
companion in life; hence if she wished
her daughter to visit Us for the restora-
ton of her health, we should welcome
her kindly"
"Ah. yes; but, mother, we men re-
gard things differently from what you
women-tolk do, you know. Besides, |
had planned to enjoy boating and fish
ing during my vacation, and what can
fellow do with lady always at his
heels? But, say, mother, is this Miss
Nettie Chester good looking? You know
we men admire beauty"
'She was called u beauty from child.
| have not seen her since" replied Mrs.
Carpenter, quietly. "However, An
drew, YOU will not be troubled with the
care OF this young lady. | will ask Aus.
Illl 10 dsSuulS ltlhl SlChl les
"Austin!"
And Andrew laughed aloud at the
bare thought of Austin, his farm -bred
brother, playing the agreeable to an
heiress like Nettie Chester.
beg pardon, mother, but really |
could not help smiling, for Austin is so
very oashful, and women cannot put
up with that, you know. BY the way,
NV brother ought to go to the city with
me. He is just good for nothing, mop
ing uere on the farm"
II could not spare both my lads at
once" replied Mrs. Carpenter tenderly
vet half rebukingly, rs the saucy eyes
again looked into hers.
And, nodding gayly, the handsome
face took lis departure.
"Well, Austin, what does she look
like, ell" Or were you. too shy to take
peep at her? You went to the sta
ton for her, didn't YOUR
Austin Carpenter rose from his seat
under the old apple tree, and threw
aside his book as his brother spoke,
while bright flush mounted his pale
brow.
"No, no." he stammered, hurredly;
"that Is, father went"
"Father! Well, well, that is good.
Whv, Austin, what dolt you are!'
"But, Andrew, am not myself when
in ladies society, you know" said Aus
tin.
Andrew smiled as he stuck one Of the
apple blossoms into his button-hole.
Come on. Austin, let us go and re-
ceive the criticisms of this fair lady.
What, afraid? She is only a woman,
after ALL
Miss Nettie Chester rose gracefully
as the two brothers came in-Andrew
cool and collected, Austin perfectly shy,
with his tall, awkward figure and pale
face, and received their greeting kindly.
GLOW do you do? ALL is this Austinf
am glad to see you, and trust we
shall soon be good friends, for | nave
heard much about YOU" Austin blush
ed, stammered out something as the lit
tie hand laid itself within his, then re-
treated behind his elder brother. She
was scarcely Il, rs pretty as pink,
with her brown eyes, red lips, and hair
of FURNISHED gold, and as fragile as a
snow drop, with her white, open brow,
and softly dainty hands, now lingering
the chain at her belt. Andrew Carpen-
ter rather liked the looks OF the young
girl who had come to spend the summer
at his house. After all, he was rather
glad she had come; but, to tell the truth
Miss Nettie proved rather trouble.
some visitor to the naughty Andrew.
Sugar was sprinkled upon his meat, and
salt in his coffee. His private papers
we're displaced. His slippers were filled
with prickly burs, and the clean sheets
upon his bed were rendered uncomfort-
able with cats. In short, everything
was done 10 torment him. and Andrew
cried vengeance, while AT the same
time he could not keep away from the
younl lady. As for poor Austin, he
looked on smilingly, and studied hard
er than ever, while, as his shyness wore
away, many an hour found Nettie Ches-
ter beside him, helping and encourag-
ing him. till he grew at last TO look upon
her AS friend interested IN his welfare,
and quietly said, when put upon by his
handsome brother:
Don't be jealous, Andrew. am
only poor farmer, after all, and you
are gentleman, you know
Yes, Andrew knew it to be Just so;
and, a. he sauntered towards the great
barn, on the lookout for their gay
guest, he could not help casting one
ray 81 pity upon his rough, shy brother.
on, Mr.. Carpenter Take care,
please am losing my hold There
they 90 On. dear me! WHAT have i
done!h
Andrew brushed the broken egg-shells
with their sticky contents, from his eyes
and idoliled moustache, and then look.
ed up the ladder from whence the
sound proceeded, straight into the teas