The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1881-05-20

| necessary cat about the house, and were
surprised when Dick Oscar dropped IN
one evening, informing them that they
were all pack of fools for "takin' In a
stranger SO free and easy"
"Why, / amt paid no more attention
to TIL man n If he'd a-been preacher,
said Sam Bleyloek "seems g if tn amt
no harm t. him.
"He's very God-fearin' man, said
Eliza, softly, "an' powerful reader O.
the Bible"
"F you'll take my say SO, you'll git
quit of him, " said Dick Oscar.
"He's got such beautiful taste" said
mother Blsyiock. It's as good s goin'
to tn city to look at his things"
" see he's a-dressin' you up, said
Oscar, with sneer at the new ribbons
the girls wore round their necks.
Janey sprang up. Her face REDEEMED.
In an instant she had torn off the rib
| bon, and stamped her foot on it..
"That's how much care for him an his
ribbons, she cried.
"Don't fly quite off the handle" said
Mr.. Oscar. coolly.
Poor Janey She had hoped to please
her lover by her scorn of the peddler's
gift, but she was coming to the conclu-
sion that he was hard man to please.
She was a passionate young animal, and
she had thrown herself into his arms
with a readiness that robbed herself of
her graces. He liked to sting and
stroke her alternately, and was about as
unsatisfactory a lover rs Janey could
have found on the Cumberland. But
she liked him, saw with his eyes, thought
with his thoughts. Naturally she turned
against the peddler, and from this time
set herself to watch him.
That harmless young man in the
meantime was'doing what he could. He
wandered about the country, selling
such little things as the people could
buy, pumping the Bleylock boys and
making love to the Bleylock girls. The
pumping process was rewarded with
about as much success as would attend
fishing for soul through the eye of a
skeleton. In the love-making there was
more hope.
Janey was accessible to fattery, and
encouraged him with little looks Of fire.
But there was something in her eyes he
did not trust, and he was wary man,
the peddler. Beside, she slapped his
face when he tried to kiss her. But he
soon grew to believe that Eliza-simple,
unsuspicious, serious-would be as clay
in his hands.
Chance favored Miss Janey. She was
/ bathing, one warm day, in the creek
that ran from the spring, when she saw
Eliza and the peddler coming, like Jack
and Jill, to fetch the pail of water.
Being naked, Janey could not get away
but she slid along to a cool inlet over
hung with tree branches, and, so hidden
waited for them to do their errand. OF
course they stopped to talk.
"That pink ribbon becomes your
black hair nightly" said the peddler
Eliza blushed. "We're just country
girls, you know, Mr.. Pond; we don't
have many pretty things. Seem s if
the boys don't have any money left after
buyin' the sugar; an flour, an molasses,
nm things"
"Meat, s'pose," said the practical
peddler.
emo; we raise our own meat. Pa
has powerful lot O. hogs"
"Sop
"But I expect you don't take much
interest in country life, Mr.. Pond ?''
why, my dear and Mr.. Pond
slipped his arm around Eliza" I'd like
the best in the world to settle down in a
country inst like this. A fellow gets
tired trampin' around. But I'd want
two things to make me happy"
Eliza looked at him with happy conf
dence.
"First, little wife at was gentle in
her ways, and good, religious girl, an
one with black hair to set off the pink
ribbins I'd buy for her, an feet foot,
an red mouth"
Here Mr. Pond came to full stop
with kiss.
"And the other thingP" with q bright
blush.
The peddler grew practical again.
"Well, it's nothin' more'n some way to
make Twin. Now, say I married a
sweet girl up the Cumberland, and made
a little crop. It's too far to git it to
market. might turn it into whisky,
but lately COMMENTS turned meddler,
an is a-breakin' stills right an left
through the country"
"They do hide 'em sometimes" said
Eliza, in half whisper, "so't blood
hound could hardly scent 'em. An a
very good business it is, an the hogs
live on the mash"
"Do you know Of any such stills, my
little darlin'?"
But she drew back little. GET I do
know Of any" she said, GIVE promised
not to tell of EN-"
"Not to the man as is goin' to be your
hushaud2"
"Not to him until he is my husband. y
And blushing, but resolute, Eliza filled
her pail and started for the house.
Under the water Janey clinched he,
hands. "Dick was right, " she thought.
land see his game. He's spy and
| ELIAS a fool.
She knew that she had heard enough
to Justify her lover in his suspicious,
enough to put them all on their guard.
| passionate exultation fired her blood
| $50 SAc l1ioUSul Oh Tile service she SDOIlQ
render Dick Oscar, his praise, the re-
ward of his rude kisses.
But, alas for Janey Something had
ruffled her sweetheart's temper when
they next met. Before she could APP
proach the subject of which she was full,
singing words had passed between
them.
"Dick, said Janey, hoarsely, "d'ye
mean that you're going back from your
word, that you amt a-goin' to marry
me-?
MARRY HI" said MIR. Oscar, and
he walked off.
" want to speak t'you," said Janey
that night to the peddler. Scan you
git up in TIL mornin' befo' tn folks is
stirrin ?"
cot course I can, when it's to meet
a gal like you."
Privately he wondered at her pallor
| and lurid ewes.