Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1884-07-31
THE DOUBLE KNOT.


have . grudge against his uncle
Geofry! Indeed / won't! | amt that
kind of a-person!"
Pretty Camilla Caramel shut her red
lips together with an air of determina-
ton very becoming to her blonde style
of prettiness, as she whisked the dish
water out of the back-door, and hung
mp the dish-pan with the air of trag-
cdy queen.
''Oh, why do people have grudges
against anyone, l would like to know?"
she demanded, selling the broom and
vigorously applying it to the rag
carpet, as if that innocent article were
IN some way responsible for the long
cherished grudge. Il wouldn't con-
slider myself Christian if [ had held
grudge for the last twenty years." con-
tinued Miss Camilla, who was just
turned nineteen. ''And | don't care q
cider what Aunt Jacintha says. will
marry Ariel! pllrun away with him to-
morrow afternoon, as promised him.
Then maybe she'll be sorry for trying
10 brow beat me into refusing him."
And, having finished her sweeping,
Camilla hurried upstairs to make
preparations for the morrow's fitting.
B25 alas for the meditated elope-
men. "A still tongue makes . wise
head. they say, and, perchance, u
wise head makes still tongue.
At all events, Camilla's pretty head
was not wise, and her tongue was not
still.
''Oho! you will. will you?' muttered
Aunt Jacintha herself, as she stepped
briskly from the half-open pantry,
where she had been skimming the
cream from last nights milk, unknown
to her rebellious niece. You'll elope,
hey-with that ijot of 4 1heobald?
But We'll see, miSs-we'n see." And
Aunt Jacintha shut her not very red
lips with an air of determination that
BODIED no good to Camilia's anticipate
ed elopement ''We'l see whether
you'll run away with Mr.. Ariel Theo-
bald, tomorrow afternoon" she con-
tinued, ''if / have to shut you up on
bread and water for q week! | would
shut her up, too" muttered Miss ia
cintha threateningly, ''if there was any
place to shut her up in. But the lock S
off the spare-room door-and anyhow
she could jump out of the window on
to the grass underneath, and not break
bone. But I'll think of something
before tomorrow afternoon--see if [
don't!'
And putting on her studying-cap,
Miss Jacintba did think of some pur-
pose.
She thought of the new church, out
on Locust Hill, that was recently fin
ished, and had been awaiting the az
rival OF the new minister, the Rev.
Samuel Summcrset, 70 perform the
dedication services.
ii won I l:c any sin to shut her up
in ih&, fur few noUvs, seem it ain t
never tren ,e,iaaicd vet" thought
Miss Jaciniha, rs 4 saiyo to her slight
" reproachful conscience. ''And kin
tell Dick Pettigrew | want the KEY, so
as TO take Il friend to see the church.
That'll be true, too; fur Of course me
an Camilla are friends, though she
does get little fractions sometimes. -
Dick Pettigrcw, the sexton, lived 4
short distance from the church, and
being the victim of chronic laMness,
there was no probability of his iutrud-
ing on the scene of the proposed i'm
priSonment.
Inc Key was procured.
Prancer, the yellow horse-whose
name was about rs much of mis-
homer Us could we'll be imagined-was
hitched to the pony-carriage, and Miss
Jacintha and her niece set off to ''see
how the new church looked, now twas
DONE" as Aunt Jaciutha remarked hy-
pocritically.
We'll have to hurry, there's so
much to do to-day" suggested Ca
milla, thinking uneasily of her IN
packed satchel, and her meditated tryst
at the end Of the lane.
Time enoughn' cheerfully observed
the aunt rs they drew rein in front of
the pretty Gothic-roofed church.
After entering and admiring the
gloomy interior of the building for
time, Miss Jacintha took advantage of
4 moments abstraction on the part of
her niece, whipped out of the door,
locked it, and after returning the KEY
to the sexton, was soon Jogging Sc
renely on her homeward way, leaving
poor Camilla bewil6ered, frightened,
and indignant at finding herself so I'M
eNpectedly q prisoner.
But
att agley,
And leave US naught but care and pain for
promised JOY!
as Miss Jacintha found before night
IN go back before dark, and let
her out" she thought, feeling little
compunctious, but not enough so to al
ter her determination.
s.Ill never consent to it-never!"
Numbered Mr.. Geoffry TheobaId, 4
pompous old gentleman, with bald
spot on his head-not so very old,
either. being yet on the sunny side of
forty-fve; but, in the opinion of his
nephew. who was just twenty-three,
Uncle Geoffry seemed "aged and grey"
indeed. .'rll never consent to iUi'
Numbered Mr.. Theobald again. MAR
ry one of that breed of vipers, sir, and
In-Tll-'
''But, uncle
Leave the roomr' commanded his
uncle imperiously.