The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1884-09-06

/ 4n~0ASA0u uiTuS.
-EUery Other Saturday.
/ Disguised.
Charles Charles! you won't for
geto meet my aunt Stephanie at thu
dept at twelve precisely"
lrs. Early had followed her tai
brmer-in-law to the front door steps
wit the fresh wind blowing her brigh
haiabout her face, and scarlet Shet
LAM shawl drawn picturesquely rounc
herlelicate shoulders-a pretty woman
will something of matronly dignit,
subuing the arch mischief that sparklec
in fr merry eyes.
N. Charles Early was a stalwart
hansome young man, with blue eyes
andight brown hair shadowipg a fair
ope forehead. 1t was a pleasant face
to Ok into, with nothing of irresolu
tioior efeminacy about it, and conse.
quetly Charles Early had many friend:
-ae, and loyal ones, too.
1e turned round at the sound of his
sistr-in-law's voice. Josephine was
on of his most useful and constant
alles.
mo; I'll not forget. Josephine: buf
IA sorry her godfathers and godmoth.
ers in babtism gave her the name oi
Stphanie.
Because l know Stephanie the
prttiest fairy you ever saw! 1t was
wien we were all at Woolgrove Beach
la: month-and-if you'll promise not
tdell my sober brother Bob, I'll con-
fie to you a momentous secret, Jose
pine. HaveI your pledge of secresy r"
4 promise.
well, then, I lost my heart to that
beutiful little Stephanie, with her Aossy,
ydow curls, and her rose-mouth with
itSiny pearls of teeth, and pink and
wlte complexion, just like your great
olander in the drawnig-room."
did you propose to her, Charlie?"
cushioned his sister-in-law, with all
tn eager earnestness of a woman's
cuosity.
Not just then, but-another secret,
Joephine-I proposed by letter, day
bore yesterday?"
'And you have received no answerf"
| but yet; I suppose it is too soon ;
doereach me. Josephine, ifshe don't
hav me, I'll drown myself"
No, Charles, you won't! What
absrd nonsense!"
Then I'll do worse; I'll subside in
to cross grained, fdgety old batch.
lorgrumbling necessarily at everything
an everybody for all the rest of my
nalral days; just see if don't"
harles, you're goose"
So are all young men who have the
mfortune to fall in love. It's their
nmal condition. What time do you
sa'the train arrives? Twelve? shall
hae to get carriage, I suppose, to
trasfer the rheumaticy old lady here
wilout breakage OF bones. Does she
wax with a gold-headed caneP"
Yes, and she wears a wig and spec.
taes, and talks through her nose, and
tax; snuff from a tortoise-shell box"
sAngles and ministers of grace de.
fen us!' Josephine, how did you ever
cole to have such an aunt? and how
dd her name happen to be Stephanie
lstead of Dorcas or Tryphosa?"
"We used to call her 'aunt Feny,
FIR Short" said Mrs. Early, mischiev
osly and her brother-in-law strobe dowr
tie street whistling but not for lack o
fought, as he went.
81 wish Aunt Feny was in the Rec
sa," he thought little vindictively
but l suppose must oblige Jose
pine"
So at 12 o clock precisely, Mr.. Charlie
hrly stood on the platform at the H
epot, watching the long train as i
owly glided in like fre-throated ser
rnt.
"There comes your antediluvian ole
| hg, Charlie" said Guy St. Everil
nth a laugh, as brisk but somewhat
Int figure, wrapped from head to foo
a voluminous cloak of snuff. .colore(
bmbazine with huge circular cape o
ne same, stepped out of one of the las
ars by the aid of an iron-headed cane
Her bonnet, curiously bent ane
|:rumpled, barely covered huge frillee
cap. She wore bright brown wig, Sc
a little awry over her forehead
and the massive green spectacles sal
astride her nose, while brown cottor
gloves adorned her hands, and greer
umbrella, carried under her arm, threat
ened-with his brass ferule-the eye
Of whosoever was rash enough to crow
her movements in the rear.
"Aunt Feny's self, as | live ant
lreathe! echoed Bruce Montmartin
Charlie, if were you I'd run TO
IL"
"Drop her in the gutter and make o.
With yourself!" suggested another youn
exquisite, supercilliously stroking dow
lis mustache.
But Charles Early had too many gen
Aemanly instincts to pay any heed t
the waggish hints of his companions
| He stepped forward, chivalrously.
"Allow me to carry your basket to
vou. ma'am?" he said. 81 am tn
brother-in-law of your neice, Mrs
Early" =,
"Oh, you be, eh?" croaked feebl
lvoice from under the cap frill. "Wel
you may take my umberil and my ba'
let, and here's paper O. gingerbrea,
fetched along for lunch and bottl
y root beer Farmer Jenkins wife ser
ne-it's dretful good for pimples an
iich-and I've got striped carpet-6a
some 'ers, with the key tied on with
bit O. red tape-and here's the bra
tickets for the trunks; checks, the fe
low called 'em, if remember rightly.
"It's all right, ma'am, assure you,
said Mr.. Early. "Step into the ca
lriage will see that your things a
brought here directly"
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