The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-01-26

Cldl pOSfIlOu, ln0 nelr 10 Il large lOfGuHe,
and already possessed of ample means.
''Indeed,'5 said Mrs. Peeler, who
called on Mahala one day-''indeed,
my dear, l think he already goes to
frst-class hotels; but Miss Beauchamp
was brought to us by her grandmother,
who likes quiet; and he followed. He
adores her-so her grandmother tells
me-. | think it will be a match. She's
the young lady with the white feathers
and the red parasol and the black eyes.
You've noticed her? Very handsome .
"Yes, she isl replied Mahala, short
ly; and she lost her temper again that
day, I regret to state, and pulled the
curtain across the window, and wrote:
"No Admission" on a slip of paper,
which she tackled to the kitchen door
"That isn't for mae?'' asked Fred
Archer from without, as he spied it.
"Yes, sir, it isl replied Mahala from
within. you city people have all your
day to play in. We are busy. I am
very" WL 11E #EC 1~~-
"Let me help you,n cried Fred.
But there was no answer, and he
walked away and up the hill to the Cap
tain's, very sol erly. 2
LATER Mahala saw him through the
plaid muslin riding in company with
Miss Beauchamp. IA
"Ain't seen Fred Archer for some
time" said grandpa, an evening or two
after. "as
II presume Mr.. Archer is occupied
with the society of the lady he is en-
gagged to-that girl with the red para
sol,' said Mahala.
"Ah! | want to knowr replied grand
pa 81 don't seem to think it's like
"Why not?'' inquired Mahala, in a
tone of great surprise.
II dunno, said grandpa.
Later, he remarked: :, Did ever tell
you the story about young gal that
lived atop of a mounting, and nobody
ever went by; but one day a young fell
Ter came up to measure the mounting.
survey it, you know-and he wants a
drink. So he goes up to the door and
knocks, and out comes thisyoung gal.
"'What do you wantp says she.
"She' d lived so long up there that she
scarcely know d young man when she
saw one.'' E. N. I'LL M
'She must have wanted to know them
less after she had seen one," snapped
Mahala, actually walking out of the
kitchen.
"Women folks is curious" said her
grandfather, lighting his pipe.
One evening, Mahala sat alone in a
little arbor, all covered with wisteria,
She was very unhappy. In less than
month she had gone through great
deal. She had fallen in love, had all
sorts of sweet fancies, and thought her
self the happiest girl in creation. With
Mrs. Peeler's call all this had come to
an end.
Fred Archer had only been flirting
with her, and was engaged to the girl
with white feathers and red parasol
She was angry -insutlted; very, very mis-
cradle She was forever trying to think
of some means by which she could
prove to Fred Archer thatshe never cared
for him. But, alas he knew she did to
well.
GAS if rich city man like that would
really have come out here to court the
village doctor S daughter. What fool
l was ~ said Mahala to herself.
Then she started and gave little
scream. Fred Archer was looking in at
her., with one hand on either side of the
only entrance.
" Mahala,n he said.
She answered, "Mr. Archer - and
her heart beat like drum when she
spoke.
''It is absurd. What have I done
that / should be called Fred no moreP''
asked the young fellow.
!" Oh, you've dSne nothing" replied
Mahala. Nothing at ALL
Then why are you angryP" asked
Fred.
Mahala cooley responded: 81 am not
angry, Mr.. Archer. If were. whv
should you care? If it were Miss Beau
champ, indeed"
" Miss Beauchampv' cried Fred.
1.-The anger of the lady one is en-
gagged to might matter" said Mahala;
"but a mere acquaintance like me! You
wonder that | know, / suppose. Mrs.
Peeler mentioned it. | congratulate
you. Miss Beauchamp is very stylish
and handsome"
"Mrs. Peeler is a confounded old
busy-body!'' cried Fred Archer. "And
Miss Beauchamp is a--a-young person
intent on getting rich husband.
Stylish! Handsome! thought you
had better TASTE"
Mrs. Peeler seemed to know eyerv-
thing" said Mahala, feeling happier
than she had for some time.
''She knew TOO much.'' said Fred
discontentedly. "And you were pleased.
You did not care. You All, we'll
Good evening""
"Won'tyou sit DOWN." asked Mahala,
meekly.
"You have not asked me before"
said Fred. 81 will. I'm not at all
well. shouldn't wonder if my nos
were injured by that bullet, after all.3'
"Oh, Fred, don't say sop said
Mahala.
''Would you carepn asked Fred.
"pm not a TEND" said Mahala.
Is Mahala, I want to tell you some
thing" said Fred.
Yes" said Mahala. Then a shadow
blocked out the moonlight. and her
grandfather stood at the entrance look
ing at them.
You're quite a stranger" said this
amiable old marplot, not guessing how
they both wished him away. 3rye
been wonderful where you'd got to. I
enjoy talk with you. Did I ever tell
you about a gal L knowed that lived m
mounting, so far up that She d never
seen young man in her life-only her
pa and such?''
"Oh, don't tell that grandpa" cried
Mahala.
Its real interestin',' said grandpa
''And one day, when she was bout
Maha'y's age, a young fellow was sent
up to survey them mountings, and he
wanted drink O. water. So he goes to
the door-and she was real pretty to-.
and saws che. stWhnt do ,ro,, ,,rnrt %,