Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1881-05-19

jury against a reverend defendant who
broke off his engagement because .
woman who loved him better than life
had looked at him through telesco pc !!
That would never do; the matter must
be accomplished by craft, and Mr.. Ar
rowsmith set himself to think how it
could be done. s~s.
At this time there came to settle in
his parish maiden lady Of enormous
wealth-that is, for every thousand
pounds Mrs. Mainwaring Trumpet>pos-
sessed Miss Quick possessed three. Miss
Quick was fifty-four; possibly she had
been pretty in a lackadaisical sort of
way thirty years ago. But since then
Time and Miss Quick had had several
interviews. She looked now rather like
an old wax doll which had fallen on its
cheek in toy-shop Mnndow on q hot
day and put the features out OF shape.
| Traces of bloom were on her face still,
but the two cheeks did not match in
size, which was a little awkward. All,
| yes; but while certain Of Miss Quick's
charms had faded, others had burst into
| bloom. Her papa, who was something
in Bermondsey, and used always to have
leathery kind of smell, died and left
AsAtoS SLulNh - AOOSOVOs INV many A0AOA
charms will that sum renew! Bethink
you, how many dimples, ringlets, pearly
sets of teeth, carnatiOn lips, fairy feet,
peachskin cheeks, ivory fingers and taper
| waists are equal for bewitchment to
| f15O,0O0? Miss Quick made open love
| to Mr.. Arrowsmith, though never word
she spoke; Mr.. Arrowsmith replied that
if the thing could be arranged he was
ready, though never a word he spoke.
And now for Mrs. Trumpet and her tel
escOpe.
Six days later Mr.. Arrowsmith drove
past Mrs. Mainwaring Trumpet, and in
his carriage was seated young and
pretty girl. No sooner did Mr.. Arrow
smith see his engaged wife than he drew
back in the carriage with all signs OF
confusion, and tried to hide himself.
"O-ho!" thought Mrs. Trumpet, coloring
up till she was as red as a soldiers
coat. That was Saturday. At Sunday
school, next morning, Mrs. Mainwaring
Trumpet, severely, suddenly and with
evident distrust in her voice, asked Mr..
Arrowsmith who that young lady was
with whom he drove out yesterday af-
ternoon. The clergyman was so palpa-
bly, confused and made such fearful
blunderings in his reply, and he so OBJ
stinately declined to tell who the girl
was, that Mrs. Mainwaring Trumpet
closed the interview by glaring at him
like dragon. Indeed, had the dragon
ever glared at St. George so, in all
probability the champion would have
tumbled off his horse before the fight
began, and we should never have had
any legend at all. Mrs. Mainwaring
Trumpet came home after church as
sulky as thundercloud.
"Adams," she said, in an appalling
voice, 81 have been deceived"
"Lawk, ma'am!" Adams said.
eyes, deceived, Adams" the mistress
went on. s'He has been flirting with
woman-a minx-a hussy not twenty!"
"Lawk, ma'am,' Adams said, &c to
think of it! And him such thin gen.
TENANT
81 don't see what that has got to do
with it, Adams!" remarked her mis-
tress. "But," said Mrs. Trumpet, pac-
ing her room like Lady Macbeth, 81
SHALT SHALL SHALL
81 would, ma'am," Adams said, ''if
was you.'
"You don't know what I was going
to say, Adams,'' the mistress rejoined.
Next morning at twelve O'Clock Mrs.
Mainwaring Trumpet sat down to her
telescope as usual, only the eye that
gazed through it burned so that it might
have melted the glass. In moment she
sank back with scream.
.sAdams!" she cried, sshe's there!"
"Who, ma'am?" asked Adams.
"The minx!" screamed Mrs. Main
waring Trumpet.
"Lawk, a'am!" said Adams.
Mrs. Mainwaring Trumpet applied
herself to the telescope for few min
utes and then burst into another scream.
"He's kneeling before her, Adamsi"
"Well, never!" Adams calculated;
but her excited mistress heard her not.
"Adams!" screamed Mrs. Mainwar-
ing Trumpet, in agonized tones, che has
got his arm round her neck! Oh, Adams,
Adams" cried she, drawing back from |
the instrument, 81 am going to faint!
Hold me up, Adams"
Couldn' you see it out first, ma 'am,"
suggested Adams, sand faint then,
ma am, when all is overp''
81 will, Adams" the mistress cried,
resolutely; and she began to gaze !
again. Alas! new disclosures awaited |
her.
"Adams, are you there-are you
there?h she screamed out. lie Is kiss |
ing her!"
"My gracious!" Adams exclaimed.
!" Well, there is no being up to the
men"
"Once, Adams" the Infatuated lady
continued; sstwice, three times! Again,
again! That's five, isn't it? Another! |
Six kisses, Adams; and the last such a
long one!"
"Long or short is much the same,
Adams ventured to remark.
at is not the same," said Mrs. Main
waring Trumpet. 1T makes a great
deal of difference; but of course you
know nothing about it,"
"No, ma'am," Adams said; 81 have
been mercifully preserved
Adams was thirty-ive, brisk and good
looking, and had just quarreled with her
eighth beau.
More like Lady Macbeth than ever,
Mrs. Mainwaring Trumpet stood up and