The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-06-29

W DA1O amply 6Odp tDdAAC1, 1Aoo Lilo
| slipped to the other side of the seat, and
chung to the nsh-bin. A mile was
passed. two mixes. The gable-roofed
Eyrie doomed in the distance. On sped
the pony; on numbered old Dobbin; on
swooped the storm cloud. A dozen
guests crowded out upon the heel
piazza to witness the exciting race.
.'How white Mrs. Lavender looks!"
cried one. "Where did she pick up the
fantastic driver?"
lis that Miss Lila in the cart?n ex-
claimed the gentleman addressed.
'tWeH, she's a girl of mettle! Ha,
here comes the rainr'
AS the phaeton dashed up he rushed
out with an open umbrella to escort
Mrs. Lavender into the house. In
mounting the steps she turned toward
Harvey.
"You have done US a great service,
sir. | assure you we are grateful. My
daughter will see that you are recon-
| pensed for your time and trouble.
1.-THE dickens she will! thought the
deacon's indignant substitute.
Standing beneath the dripping caves,
with rivulets of I've coursing down his
cheeks, he assisted the moist young
lady to alight. II am-we are deeply
indebted to you," she stammered, blush
ingly. "My mother"
Has taken no cold, trust said
| he, loftily. ssGood afternoon. =
And horse, cart and driver disap-
| peared kitchenward.
In putting the cart to rights that
evening, Harvey discovered grimy OBJ
| ject caught between the seat and the
ash-bin. It proved to be a lady's peck
et-handkerchief, bearing in one corner
the name of ella Cavender.' He
handed it to his aunt for bleaching pur-
poses, and received in return letter
from Tom.
My mother and sister have perched
at the Eyrie, on Emden HILL" it ran.
My. mother is getting up from a fever,
and is bound to get as high as she can.
If you're anywhere near their secluded
nest, do peep in upon them. THEY'LL
be delighted to make your acquaint-
ance..'
81 believe I'll take that handkerchief
to Miss Lavender tomorrow, auntie,
and have it off my mind" remarked
Harvey carelessly, as he folded the
letter..
Well-or you might send it bv the
| stage But Harvey was deaf to the
suggestion.
The next evening, faultlessly attired,
and minus spectacles, he presented him.
self at the Eyrie, and was cordially wei.
coined by both Mrs. Lavender and her
daughter. Convinced that he was not
recognized as squire of the soap cart, he
saw no necessity for proclaiming him.
/ self such. In making his first call why
should he introduce himself as a clowni
"You've made quite VISIT was his
aunt's salutation when Harvey entered
the sitting room. ''Was the girl glad
to get her handkerchiefpn
"To tell the truth, auntie, I didn't
give it to her.
'Humph! Strange how handsome
young woman will weaken chaps
memory observed the deacon, slyly,
as his wife bandaged the offending
ankle. II don't see but Harvey il have
to call again"
| He did call again and again, and
again. Indeed, his rides to the Eyrie
grew so frequent that his uncle one day
teasingly counseled him to buy a second
| saddle-horse.
"Or get carriage that will S<hold
two" amended his aunt. At which the
youth flushed guilty, confirming Mrs.
Clutter in her private opinion that he
was very far gone"
He went further yet that evening
even to the length of proposing to Miss
Lila.
The little coquette only laughed, and
babe him not to be absurd.
Absurd He would really like to
know what she meant
Oh, they were both so young.
Harvey looked hurt, and intimated
that he, at least, was nearing the down.
hill of life.
And he didn't know her well enough.
The youth eagerly protested that he
knew her well enough to love her.
Besides, I'm not sure but I like
another young man BETTER
ooh, if you care for somebody else,
why, then why, in that case Har.
vey found the English tongue terribly
intricate, and rose with precipitation.
Il met him first, you know said
Miss Lila, dropping her eyes APOLOGIZE.
cally, ''and | am under. great obliga.
tions to him.
"Oh, it's all right. You're all right,
[ mean; but | think Tom might have
told me-"
'Told you whatP''
''About this other fellow"
There isn't much to tell" said Mis-.
Lila, demurely. a"He hasn't come for.
ward. . Harvey drew on his glove with
mystiied air. "But am looking fol-
him any day now, for the Eyne is near
| ly out of soap
''You bewitching little tease!'
Miss Lila's cheeks were eddying with
dimples deep enough to drown mans
heart. Perhaps they made Harvey's
head swim. | can't say. / only know
that he laid hold of the young lady's
hands at that moment in the most
giddy fashion, and she seemed quite
willing to let him steady himself in this
manner.
We'll, Harvey, expect to be on my
legs again Tomorrow observed the
facetious deacon, at breakfast; s'and
when / call at the Eyre l guess you'd
better let me give that young woman
her handkerchief.
Thank you very much; 1 attended
to that last night
1T didn't seem just right to keep her
out of it so long, Harvey" remarked
his aunt, dryly, as she passed his
coffee. You ought to have paid her
Interest,"
"Humph! don't you be a mite con-
cerned, wife, . said the deacon, with
miscbievous wink. depend upon it,
Harvey has squared accounts with that
young woman before this, and taken
her note of hand. He's driven bust
ness since that day / set him up in the
cart. Sarah J. Clarke, IN Harper's
Bazaar.
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