The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1884-11-21
A THANKSGIVING LESSON.
How the Family Plate Was Lost
and How Restored.

A THANKSGIVING LESSON.
How the Family Plate Was Lost,
and How Restored.
The town of Louisville is situated
ON a majestic river, and sufficiently
near the city of New York to be deemed
suburban. Why louisville? a Betsy
Trotwood might have inquired, as these
trees are not numerous in the vicinity.
Possibly the memory of the delicate
foliage and sweet blossoms fingers in a
locality once described by French
translator of Fenimore Cooper, with
the aid of his dictionary, in these
words: "The stranger alighted before
the door of the mansion, and fastened
his horse to large grasshoppcr. "
Suffice it that Louisville is modern,
pretty, and picturesquely perched on
the river bank, with the railroad track
below, while the more prosaic element
of butcher, baker and candlestick-
maker is grouped about the station.
The spot is true paradise of the mar.
of business, who dreams even at desk
and ledger of rural repose.
There are cottages painted white,
with green shutters, and usually shaded
with weeping-willow trees; and eccen-
trio cottages, slate gray in hue, with
facings of black and orange; and
English cottages of red brick, the
easements boasting diamond panes of
glass. Nor are nice shades of distinc-
ton wanting in this suburban COM
munity. The red-brick cottage, as
home of banker, looks down on the
modest white one, abode of mere
clerk, while the slate-gray house scars
above both, as nest of an aesthetic
poet
The most remote of these residences
is Gothic in structure, and all of Locust
vile resembles the home of the friend
ly sparrow i'll the trees of city squares.
There is freshness, smiling expan-
siyeness, so to speak, about this domi-
Gle which arrests attention. The smoke
floats up like banner from a span-new
chimney, crystal bubble of con-
servatory sparkles on the left side, and
striped awnings tlutter over the win
dOws when the sun is hot. There is an
entrance gate capable of admitting a
wheeled vehicle, with q tiny sweep of
gravel leading up to the front door,
Nor are external decorations lacking.
A diminutive fountain adorns the grass
plot, while pagoda-shaped summer
house is built on the riyer-bank. A
tree trunk covered with ivy Stimulates a
ruined column, network of Irvine
stretched across the porch still held
some sprays of dropping vines in the
wild November weather of which we
write, trained by the fostering care of
the mistress of the house.
Said Pamela "Haye another buck
wheat cake, darling
''Well, no, love; but these corn muf-
fins are excellent, replied Walter.
Then Pamela buttered delicately one
of the praised mullins, and presented it
60 her lord and master, while he par
took of breakfast, with his watch placed
on the table beside his plate, and his
car alert for the locomotive whistle at
the next station, which should warn him
to tleo Oh the path of duty cityward.
Walter limbs was book-keeper in the
great dry -goods house of Drugget &
Co. lie adjusted his habit of life with
the same regularity that he balanced
his accounts. The menage of the
Got,ic cottage was young, even as the
furniture was new. Walter Pamela had
mol been married year
mo, indced!' said Pamela, rising
fTom the table; 1--WE are to keep Thanks
giving Day-our first Thanksgiving at
home. made up my mind to that a
month ago, and told papa as much
when he invited us to town" She put
on stylish seal-skin cap and coach
mans cape to accompany her husband
TO the cars. Pamela performed this
act of devotion with gaycty, for she was
still more bride than matron.
Walter smiled, asd then looked grave.
81 wish you would teach Bridget to
keep the front door locked, my love, =
he admonished. ~ invariably find the
entrance gate half open, besides Some
day band of gypsies viii come along
and steal every teaspoon. Depend up
on it!H
Perhaps they will carry off the grand
piano, " suggested Pamela, in sprightly
vein, and she tripped down the bank tc
the station. IF Bridget is careless
about leaving doors and gates open
she is a perfect treasure in other re.
spects. Have you forgotten Maggy
who spent her time flirting with neigh.
boring gardeners, to the detriment d
your dinnerp or Catherine, who cot
drunk and threatened you with a cary.
ing-knife?"
Il have not forgotten all those delu.
siye Swedish and German maidens,
claimed by stalwart cousins for West.
ern farms just when they learned tc
make hot biscuit, reioined Walter.
Bridget is as honest as the sun, and
so ugly that even Mickey, the grocer's
boy, has Tilted her for better-lookine
girl, " added Pamela.
Walter bit his lip. 'All that goes for
nothing if the front door is not locked, y
he said. "You should enforce it.
''NonsenSer' laughed Pamela.
louisville awaited the train at the
station, for the railway was the centre
of life. Young ladies seated in pony.
phaetons babe lovers adieu for the
day, mothers impaired anxious advice
to sons, while paterfamilias kissed the
babies. Even Pamela was not insensi-
BILE to the exhilaration of being ogled
by an entire train of cars as she stood
there in her coachman's cape and seal
skin cap. She was handsome Young
woman, tall and slight, with fine blue
eyes, a creamy skin, and rich blacl.
hair brushed high from the nape of q
very white neck, ard arranged on top
Of the head in . : zion deemed purely
American in