Mexico weekly ledger., 1882-07-27
MY FILTRATION.


zEing, blessed land of ours, people, as
a general thing, get full and entire
credit for those propensities that, up
on the whole, are not the most cred
liable to them. TO leave the moral
izing strain (being already weary of
it) to those more fitted to costume
in it than am, let me plunge directly
into my story.
1t is the history of my first Irritation
| am about to contide to your atten-
tive ears, my kind readers.
This is the 9th day of June, 1882
as you are are probably aware.
Precisely two years ago, being the
9th day of June, 1880, at the hour of
four O'Clock III the afternoon, car
riagc deposited me and trunk con-
tanning whole lot of summer dresses,
and other articles belonging to a
lady's wardrobe, at the door of the
vine covered cottage of my friend,
Lucy Bradford.
! In novels and novelettes, and short
newspaper stories, the gay cottage is
always vine-covered, isn't it?
But this one was real, bona tide
vine covered cottage-I give you my
word of honor l speak the truth.
Vines, scarlet runners, morning-glo-
ries, and things trailed over the win
dOws, and up and down the sides,
and in Il profusion marvellous and
gorgeous hung down over the little
verandah, or porch, or whatever you
call it. in front; and | had positively
to wrench them away almost with
rude vehemence, to make way for my
! vOlumiOus skirts, when | went to find
/ the door. At length. after a trial OF
! patience and perseverance which last
I ed sixty seconds, more or less, an ell
! trance was achieved. and | was re-
! ceiyed in the affectionate and welcome
arms of Lucy, who embraced and
kissed me, and called me darling
all of which was responded to by me,
just as girls always do, you know.
SO | was settled at morning glory
cottage for a three weeks visit.
| That night when Lucy and l went
to our room | told her what had been
a secret till then-that was engaged
to George Barlow, and that we were
to he married shortly-as soon as
George was permanently settled in
| business.
why, Jessie, thought you never
would marry him!" exclaimed Lucy.
opening her astonished blue eyes in.
deed.
$50 did l." returned, as l brush.
ed out the loose waves of my hair
preparatory to winding it up in {
loose knot for the night; "but the
truth is l don't think l could get
very well without him, now, Lucy,
am SO used to him you know, and il
almost seems as though l had belong
ed to him for ever so long time
YES; there is great deal in be.
coming used to anything Or anybody
''Besides, dear, you know l gave
him a great deal of encouragement. y
80 you did," assented Lucy, who
| think, never disagreed with or con
tradicted me in my life, that I car
remember.
/ $50 that you see," I continued
she really had a right to expect tina
1 would marry him sometime
every true. And he is a very
good match too, in point of wealth
and your equal in every way; besides
being man that any woman nigh
fbe proud to call husband.'
"Just my ideas to a T, Lucy.
am glad you agree with me-
''But, do you love him at all
Jessie:"
"Well, yes l think sol dom
know" l replied sleepllv, as 1 go
into bed. 81 care more for him thai
for any man l know and then l dom
know that | am capable of entertain
ing grand passion for anybody.
don't believe l am-nothing more in
tensely than my desire to go to slee]
just now, for I'm awfully tired
Goodnight, DEAR
''Good-night,'' said Lucy, in he
sweet, quiet voice, as she turned owe
on her pillow and closed her. eyes.
l was just quietly gliding into tn
land of dreams when she awoke hi
with a sudden exclamation.
| ''Oh, Jessie!"
"Oh, dear! What? Is the bed OF
fire? Have you overturned the lamp
What is the matter?''
] "Don't be so cross. l never say
Isuch bear as you when ANYONE
wakes you up suddenly, Lucy!''
''Thank you, very kindly. Will 20,
just inform me what you woke me TO
just now, in that ear-splitting ant
nerve-shaking fashion," ...
Eyes, of course. Listen. Talking
of grandest passions; it isn't possibl,
for any one to inspire you with sucl
a thing, don't in the least doub
but what you will feel it to the ful
intensity, and understand all about i
before you go home.''
"You alarm me. Who is going tt
strike fire from ice?''
| II doubt if you are ice; but be flint
if you will, and Harvey Ranger viii
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