Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1882-08-11

displeased with the turn affairs had
taken. Brougham Brown suited her
much better as prospective son-in law
than Richard Creighton. One was a
wealthy young brewer, the other poor
clerk in counting house.
"Letty will soon get over it," she said
to Lefty father, whose heart ached at
the sight of his daughters sad face.
"a first love disappointment is al
ways hard to bear for q while. |
thought / would have died when stsph-
en- Ford married my cousin; but I
didn't; lived to marry you, and have
sealskin cloak, and Mrs. Ford hasn't
even jacket
And so Brougham Brown, who was
really a manly, generous, good-Eeafted
fellow in spite of his beer and wealth,
encouraged by the maternal head Of
the house, began deyoting himself in
the most ardent fashion to Lefty; and
she seeing her mothers pleasurejthereat
and b airing no word from Rick, re-
ceived his attention in passive, unre-
sponsive way.
Three months went by, and it was
Aunt Emory's birthday, and that &C.
centric old lady had decided to divide
it among the family, lunching with one
portion, diningsswith another, and sup
ping with third. The lunch party
was gwen at her sister Letitia's (Mrs.
Lounsberry) ard some halfa dozen old
friends and some relatives were hidden
to the feast. Lefty in sea-green gown
tRick's favorite gown with spray Of
pink hyacinths Kicks fayorite spring
f,wer) in her hair, went quietly about
welcoming the guest, Brougham Brown
following her like her shadow, until
lunch was announced. Then taking her
place At the table, the young man still
near her, she raised the cover from and
dipped suoon into the lat jar f
grandmama's famous peach marina al
AIDE (she had it placed before her,
trusting to be able to hide the mischief
Baby had done) when somebody said,
addressing her mother: Have you
heard that Richard Creighton is going
abroad for his bealth2 He has given
up his situation, and sails in day or
two. They say he has failed fast late
ly."
And the very moment Aunt Emory
fixed her spectacles upon her niece's
poor, pale face, and sharply: What's
the matter, child Do you see anything
dreadful in the sweets
" No ma'am," answered Lefty, with
Il pititul attempt at smile, when the
spoon struck something harder than
preserved peaches should be.
" Let me help you," said Brougham;
aud with ole turn Of his wrist he plac-
ed upon the dainty china shell before
her-a wad Of paper.
"hnd SO that is the celebrated mar
Inalade is it?" said Aunt Emory. 81
cont want any. ] prefer my sweets
unmixed with foreign substances. Take
il away, Norah."
But Lefty was already slowly unroll-
ing the paper Git proved to he the miss
ing part of the jars original hats
rather difficult thing To accomplish, as
it stuck persstently to her small
fingers but acc mplished at last-whcn
out rolled the little gold pig. And on
the inside of the paper was scrawled
in Kicks bold had these words
My DARLING How foolish we arc
| mean. am Here is the charm.
Miss Varian had it about ten minutes
last night--only long enough to show it
to you and tell you q story about it.
Baby will give it to you. Had no pa
per, 80 L tore piece off one of your
jam pots Will see you to morrow eve
ming. RICK.
Never did any young lady SO sudden
ly break through all the convention
alities of society, never did daughter
so quickly forget the wish of her moth
err, never did niece so untlinchingly
brave the displeasure of Il thirty-thous-
and -dollar aunt, IT'S did Lefty Louns-
berry the instantaf she had read this
note.
"Brougham," she cried, looking at
him with beautiful, beseeching eyes,
81 must must. You will go and
bring him to me, deal?'
&C was the first time she had ever
called him "dear," and alas! he felt
that it would he the last) For q mo
ment he pulled his long moustache
nervously. I'VE SIRE not very good
friends, you know" at last he said.
YES, know; but ann to blame for
that, too, said Lefty hurriedly. "For-
give me, Brougham, but | must see
Rick"
And so the good fellow, hesitating no
longer, turned from that imploling
face, and with a Juggling ut his heart,
strings, went off to seek his rival. He
found him and brought him back to
the girl they both loved.
And what do you think Aunt Emory
did ? Aunt Emory who had declared
over and over again that only as Mrs.
Brougham Brown, Lefty should in
herit any of her money. Left the
house i'll Il passion? Not II bit Of it.
She laughed and laughed till she could
laugh no longer.
Now l shall have something new to
tell folks" she said "They must be
tired and sick of my old yarns I'm
sure | am. Love, gold pigs, jealousy,
and marmaladc all mixed up together.
It's one OF the funniest things | ever
heard in all my life"
Pm glad you think so, said Mrs.
Lounsherry. ut don't strike me that
way. What are they going to live orr
"Oh, I'll look after them" said
Aunt Emory aud her remark makes
a very good ending to this real sweet