The Iola register., 1880-06-25

Then MIR. Golden came IN and sat down
and talked, just as had wanted him to
talk-talked necessarily, 50 that there
was no need for me to do anything but
listen. He talked of himself and the
country, and of-himsef, and one or
two of the folks round about. and Of
himself, and of what good beer would
do for a man, and of-himself. Chiefly
of himself. And 1 thought, "this is
what l yearned for, and now I have it
and can enjoy it; could sit and listen
to this delightful flow of rural language
for-about another five minutes, and
then should like to go too sleep and
forget all about it.
But Mr.. Golden said:
you've come along just at the right
time, sir. 1t amt often we can offer
much attraction to city gent like your
self, but my niece is here from Lunnon.
Her fathers brewer, rich as Prince
and proud as punch of her. She's out
just now with Polly, but come up stairs
this evening gand you II see Gypsy; that's s
her name, queer one. amt it?"
By Jove! had forgotten the brace
let! Was it possible that 1 had for
gotten Gypsy for new-laid eggs and beer!
''Old Golden'' left me, and l went
up the road thinking of Gypsy and Polly.
Who the dickens was Polly-was she
another niece? If so, l supposed I
would have to find another bracelet. As
if bracelets could be picked up as cas-
lily as eggs or bad habits! In the even
ing there came soft rap at my bed
room door, and when I opened it there
stood my ideal chambermaid! She had
a pretty face, with dimpled cheeks,
bright blue eyes and the most be-
witching of white caps to set off her
charms. She had come with an invita-
tion from Mr.. Golden to spend the even
ing with him.
l asked this pretty chambermaid her
name, and she said:
':Polly, sir, if it pleases you"
Which quaint little speech did please
me because now l knew who ''Polly"
was, and my mind was relieved with
regard to the second bracelet. went
down stairs and into the private par
lor. and there sat "Old Golden" and
Gypsy.
A veritable gypsy, too. You might
pick out all the black-eyed gypsies
from all the tribes in the lands and set
them beside her and they would not
compare with hers, Her face was a
gem, saucy and coquettish, and her
hair was as black as the orthodox ra-
ven's wing. "Old Golden did the
honors and I enjoyed myself and fell in
love. I really did fall in love, and
never gave it thought that perhaps a
few dozen other young men had fallen
in love with her before saw her.
During the evening "Old Golden"
without my having mentioned it, told
me the story of the bracelet. She had
lost it, out walking a week before, and
he himself had offered reward of ten
pounds for its recovery. He took me
to the little bar and showed me one of
the bills. This was Golden's version of
the story, evidently as he had been
told; but l noticed that Gypsy turned
her head away and colored as he spoke
Of it, and l shrewdly concluded that his
version was imperfect. I held my
tongue and concluded to keep the
bracelet until could find some oppor-
unity to get the real story in exchange
ior it.
Gypsy and I were soon familiar
enough to take walks together, and l
made love at furious rate, and made
progress in it, too. As no ardent ad-
nirer came to visit her or tempt me to
10 deeds of rashness with my revolver,
concluded that her heart was free.
The days glided by, and my projected
our on the continent was forgotten or
until more convenient
easOn.
1t was a day in August. The grain
vas golden, and the trees bending be-
leath their loads of fruit. One hot day
when the birds sought the cool shade of
heir nests and a brook bubbling over
is rough, stony bed made sweet music,
md we-Gypsy and Like the birds
ought the only shade we could find,
which was provided by haystack.
Gypsy" said I. ''what delightful
,lace this is, isn't it?''
And she said it was.
There is nothing like q perfect una
Unity of sentiment between man and
wife, 1 thought. This promises well.
10 said:
"Gypsy, I should like to stop here all
ny life, wouldn't you?''
No" she replied, II shouldn't; it
vould grow dull.''
After all, thought I, it is as well to
iffer on some points for the sake of
ariety. So l concluded to try again.
Gypsy
She looked up at me and said:
"Well?''
This was confusing, but I recon-
1enced:
"Gypsy. if I were to find that brace
It for you would you give me a re-
7ard?''
"No. I don't care whether it is found
r not. Uncle would give you the ten
ounds, suppose