The Jackson standard. [volume] (Jackson C.H., Ohio) 1847-1888, 1883-11-29

replied, trying to be cheerful.

replied, trying to be cheerful.
''As to the society, there can be n
doubt; the quarters are not quite tn
same thing. Habit, you know, ma an
is second nature; and | must own tina
find it difficult to dispense with Ger
tain little comforts"
At this juncture Cherry entered
followed by Jane with a tray, and
must say that Mr.. Goldthorpe di,
full justice to the little comforts tina
were still at his disposal. Mrs. Rope
was reported not so we'll, having hat
! wakeful night, and | knew to Wha
to attribute 1t.
Would Mr.. Goldthorpe use his op
portunitiy? No man ever had bet
ter. Here he was, shut up with hi
ladye-love for hours, her mother saf,
out of the way, and her other chape
ron frequently sitting with the inva
lid. [ knew at least one other who
would have cared little in such a stu
alton for floods outside and business
in London, but thought himself il
Paradise. Mr. Goldthorpe was of /;
different opinion. He kept perpetu
ally fdgeting over to the window
looking out for the boat that never
came, and interrupting all attempts al
talk or occupation.
Its no use, Mr.. Goldthorpe," said
Cherry at last. Nothing seems tc
pass US except some poor mans swedt
turnips. You had better occupy
yourself in fishing for them. We
may be thankful to have them fo,
dinner in day or two"
For dinner!'
Well, seriously, things look some
what blue. We have very little
room for keeping anything in this
house, and we get most things in
small quantities. The butcher was to
have called this very day, and unless
he takes boat to us now, we shall be
short commons at dinner-time. The
only things that we have a good sup
ply of are -four, bacon, tea, and jam. y
I'VE shan't starve, at any rate"
remarked, much relieved by the pres
ence Of tea in the list.
But one can't live on -four and
bacon," said Mr.. Goldthorpe in dis
may.
Flour can be made into bread, and
[ shall proceed to effect the convers-
ion. if necessary" laughed Cherry.
IF we can't live on bread, bacon, and
tea, for a day or two we must be
Sybarites."
''One need not be a Sybarite to OBJ
ject to living like farm-laborer,' y
Mr.. Goldthorpe mnttered. Really,
when one lives in such place, one
should make provision for what may
happen"
Cherry did not reply, but left the
room rather offended. By-and-by
she recovered her temper, and her
sense Of duty towards Mr.. Goldthorpe.
She returned to the drawing room,
and tried with all her might to enter
tain him. She sang to him until he
got up and walked to the window,
yawning, and looking out for boats
She played cribbage with him until
he grew tired Of beating her, and she
grew tired Of being beaten. She
took her work, and waited for him to
begin making love to her; but he
never began. In the intense ennui Of
that day, the poor girl did ample pen
ance for the sin Of her Irritation with
him.
At last, about the middle Of the
afternoon, an idea struck her.
"If you are so very anxious to go,
Mr.. Goldthorpe, can't you make an
attempt to get the boat? 1t is only
on the other side Of the shrubhery,
tied up, and the oars are in the house.
I don't think the water can be above
your knees anywhere between US and
it, and once you had got to it, you
would be all right"
Let me tell you, Miss Roper" he
replied ill-temperedly, that is not SO
easy to walk in current Of water up
to ones knees; | should probably lose
my footing. And when had got the
boat. it would be of no use. | am not
acoustic ed to rowing, especially in
such awkward places as this. [ should
certainly be upset, and drowned, and
| prefer the chance Of being starved" :"
Cherry subsidrd, and the day drag
ged through without any heroic at
tempt at remedy. We had what |
| should have thought nice and suf-
ficient little dinner, but for Mr.. Gold
thorpe's scarcely disguised disgust;
and we ladies enjoyed an hours peace.
while he slept after it. We all went
to bed early; and if ever girl looked
utterly tagged and worn out, it was
Cherry Roper on the night of that
wet Saturday which was to have been
her betrothal day.