Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1882-07-06
A SLIGHT MISTAKE.
BY <. TEMPLE MORE

DelOIc ooCnI hoCc Cuttohho HossotON ~
the windows. '',a 'n' ~. * 'nt
Though not suggestive Of massive
bank accounts, there was an air Of
conservatism, of quiet elegance. round
these little white villas that said much
for the social standing af their in,
mates. ssS IA
A gentleman ,sauntering along the
road paused to look up at one OF the
houses and lay an irresolute hand on
the wicket gate. - i.7.' g,
"By Jovef' be murmured in amaze,
ment, after hissurprised survey, i'she's,
taking life quietly for an heiress. Rus
tlcating in a dollhouse Wonder IL
it's too early to call2 Perhaps this
isn't the house, All. there's the SER
vantl I'll ask her. is r.
He went up the path good look
ing, fair haired young fellow, faultless-
ly dressed, from his immaculate linen
to the one pink rose in his button
hole. s.
AAh-I beg your bardon, but will
you tell me if Miss Leigh lives heref"
The girl addressed within the low
parlor window paused, broom in hand.
She wore blue calico dress, and her
head was coifed with towel.
"Miss Leigh? Yes, SIR
The elegant lounger at the window
sill drew a slight silver case from his
pocket.
ssYou will take her my card2"
And then he said to himself:
"What deuced pretty grill" .ss
Yes, looked at a second time, she
was pretty. Slim and straight as an
arrow--a Youthful, mobile face, with
little, curling, red gold rings clustering
round the white forehead, and a pair
of proud, sensitive, scarlet lips.
She turned and left the room, the
card in her hand.
And Roscius Randall lazily behead-
ed the flowers within his reach, on his
lips that slow, satisfied smile that said
SO much FOR his self appreciation
"Miss Leigh begs to be excused sir.
She cannot see you this morning"
A pretty face always played havoc
with Randall's common sense. All
thatswas llghtest and most contempti-
BILE in the man rose to the surface at
the sight Of the shy, girlish face before
him. Il
He bowed, with look that said
more than any words: ss HI.
GAS | have seen you, Miss Leigh's
cruelty is not,as keenly felt as it might
otherwise have been.H
The girl started, a hot indignant
color flaming into her cheeks ti it4. s.,
Then, repressing herself with an ef-
fort, she simply smiled.
After that, Roscius Randall called
every day at the villa. Every +, day
Miss Leigh refused to see him. .55|
But as days glided into weeks he
almost forgotto enquire for the lady Of
the house when he called. For a gen
tleman who had come down to Long
Branch with the determined resolu-
ton, the avowed intention, ,of marry
ing the heiress of sixty thousand doll
lars, it was rather q change to- find
himself head -oversears in love with
the servant Of said lady, who proba-
bly, did not possess sixthousand cents.
For Roscius Randall, the fastidious
elegant lion Of many seasons, who just
now was existing on nothing per an,
mum, paid quarterly, and great expec-
tations had lost his heart to pretty
Annie Farley, Miss Leigh's maid.
Its very strange Miss Leigh won't
see me, he said to her, one day, in his
most confidential mood.
"You know her family and mine
were old friends, andI ought to have
footing here, even if no other fellow
has
4sBut perhaps another fellow has, I
demurely.
nWho?" t
She nodded her pretty head sagely.
4sMr. Sherwin. ("
aNow amazedly.q l9 i4s4
t'Yes!" convincingly.
He remembered now having met
him once or twice leaving the villa
agreat, tall. brown-bearded, fellow,
with Q step Of soldier, the air Of 5
gentleman. al
"Pshawl he's not the kind of,lover
Miss Leigh would fancy"
Hes aIsplendid,i honest, straight
forward gentlemanl' fiared up Annie
Farley.
"Hello!p catching her hands in sud-
den surprise. aTake carel iii be
jealous"
"Be jealous Of Miss Leigh then. AN
"Ah, that's sol | suppose she is my
destiny But ! love you dearly, An,
ME, and would a thousand times nath-
or marry you to o-morrow---n
"Are you sure it will be sucn an
easy matter to win Miss Ieigh?'
quietly. s
AWell,' conceltedly, "I guess 50.
You see, I've an effective, persuasive
manner with your sex that works won.
ders. AS I said before, / love YOU,
Annie, but you know A fellow must
live up to his creed and---''
The man who tells a woman he
loves her, without At the same time
asking her to be hiswife, offers her in-