The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1880-07-23
"Miss LangWorth. indeed Why


the back way"
"All the same She'll tell the heir
ess what you said, Z persisted Fred, and
would talk Of nothing else till Mr.. Lang
worth and his family. appeared, which
they only did after a long delay.
At the first word he uttered cast a
glance Of triumph at Fred The little,
plainly dressed woman-who, by-the-by,
was an insipidly pretty person, with
blue eyes, regular features and brown
hair-was Miss Jenny, sort of
companion to Miss Langworth, who
proved to be about fye-feet-ten, thin,
pale, ,high-nosed, dashing, and little
under 80
OF course, I Immediately opened a
conversation with her, leaving it to Fred
to do the agreeable to the milk-and-
water Miss Jenny.
"You have a charming retreat, Miss
Langworth. /"
ooh yes, sir. Hain't you never saw
it before 2"
early, Miss Langworth was indie
pendent of grammar but / admired her
the more. It was only proof that she was
world.
81 am a stranger here but I should
think this such spot as Lamb, the great
poet, would have loved"
hazarded this at a venture, for I am
not great in the poetical line /; but I was
sure she wouldn't find me out If / did
make blundeI.
The reply was, however, somewhat
unexpected.
"Lamb why, he used to live down
here. He was the butcher, and we used
always to be a laughin' about his name. :"
l saw Fred and Miss Jenny smile, and
proposed walk in the garden, where
Miss Langworth murdered the Queens
English at her own sweet discretion, and
I made love at mine, at which she didn't
blush Though do believe she tried toy,
but giggled in such an encouraging man
ner that think should have proposed
on the spot, if the dressing bell had not
sounded at that moment.
"Splendid, amt She" said I, enthu-
siastically, to Fred.
Raw-boned, rather" said Fred,
doubtfully.
"Raw-boned She's a perfect Juno. !"
"She's no chicken
Gown up, old boy-you're Jealous"
"Not a bit Of it. That little Miss
Jenny is charming, modest, intelligent,
and pretty"
Everyone to his taste. Mine, I con-
fess, is more exalted.
eff you refer to her. height, I agree
with you.
{" There goes the dinner-bell.
"Then you'd better hurry up, Jim. It
takes you about half an hour to tie that
cravat." And away went Fred, laugh
ing maliciously. He would take the va
cant seat by Miss Langworth, Of course.
I should be unbecomingly red in the
face-my crayat would be bungle-
fast roll, and-down went the jar with
the new pomade.
I didn't swear, for it isn't gentleman
ly; but said something forcible about
the jar, and went down to the dining
room.
There my worst fears were realized.
Fred was helping Miss Langworth to
gravy, as / entered, and the only empty
char was by Miss Jenny.
It struck me, as [ seated myself, that
my arrival had thrown this little person
into something Of futter.. She raised
her handkerchief to her face, and when
she asked for potatoes 1 fancied that
her voice faltered.
I was annoyed. IF it had been in a
country farmhouse, and nobody else
around, I might have noticed her; but,
with Miss Langworth opposite, L was
surprised that she evinced no more dis
erection. It was not my fault If I was
fascinating; and, if my clothes did fit
well, it was not agreeable to have i'm
poverished young females falling in love
with me.
I believe she made some remark about
the opera, but I turned my head to talk
to Mr.. Langworth.
[ would not swear to it, but I think [
saw her drop her handkerchief. / could
take my oath, however, that Jim Jonquil
didn't pick it up.
After dinner, we adjourned to the
bowling saloon, which Mr.. Langworth
had built in the rear of his house.
"Not bad, is it?" said I to Fred.
"Only / mean to have window let in
there-it's not light enough =
[ heard suppressed litter behind me,
and for moment fancied that Miss
Langworth had overheard me; but it
was only Miss Jenny, who seemed to
have an unconquerable propensity to
burst out into causeless fits of laughter.
I stepped past her to Miss Langworth,
for [ was determined Fred should not
outwit me this time.
"Miss Langworth, shall we have a
game? We can play against Fred and
your friend"
Miss Langworth acceded graciously,
and I instructed her in the mysteries of
counting up for, strange to say, she
knew nothing about it; and I got the
balls, and I placed them in her some
what bony hands, and I cried bravo
when she knocked down pin, and
looked out of the corner of my eve to
see the other little woman roll, which
she did like Trojan.
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