Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1885-12-10

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to his newspaper perspcacity. He
felt the perspiration running down his
back and willing up his celluloid col
lar. but she was as cool as the biggest
one in a ''lodge of cucnmbers.
Yes, the advertisement" she meek
ly assented; did you not think it a
very strange oneP"
Yes, he did.
81 was on State street yesterday"
she continued in her soft tone, looking
straight al him. land dropped the
'mitt' referred 10; II least. this one
bears a rrsembGnce 10 lhat as de-
scrihed. sac laid il before him.
'1os, that IS its M tei' he ex-
Claimed. whom
How do you know?" she asked,
looking suspiciously At him; but iii )
time lie was preparcj. and had mis-
little lie quiie ready. il necessary, is it
was.
"On, ! saw the other wbcn the fel-
low came ast Night.
"Ihe fellow? 1t was man, then.
'.Yc-yes-oh-yes. Some fellow
picNed it up. saw it when he came
in, rubbing his chin and looking any
where but at her.
20 yes. Of course you would see it
tnen. How stupid | amr' with a
smile; then. as he deprecated such
sclf-slander:
20 yes, ! am. | sometimes do the
most ridiculous things. You coul,i
scarcely believe them. As don'twish
to shock you, though. won't enllghten
you, looking nnocently at him and
reading his silly. adoriug soul rs if it
were The page of an open book. He
began to say something, when she
again spoke;
Perhaps the man left it with vou?n
20 no; but perhaps / can get it for
you. Aud ut this moment it was
lying fairly soaked with perspiration
just squeezed up as closely rs he could
get IL to the heart that was framing
those irenendous-well, say devia-
tions from truth. Sylvestre had never
realized until yesterday that he had a
heart, hut now he had real serious
thoughts, as to whether it might not
Jump out OF his throat, where it was
at present CHIEFLY located, he thought,
and follow her departing footsteps.
More Of their talk we need not re-
peat. Half the men in town and all
the girls can I'LL il out satisfactorily.
Sne arose 10 depart, and gave him
graclousiy her card, for he was to come
and report pro yrcsS. " He sat down
and lost himself in Il blissful reyerie.
am. she Went home, ''walAing on air.
ana all that warm day went singing
amt carrying on" ABOUT the house
until she made her mother actually
nervous win her fidgeting."
4
Six months later. after a brilliant
and fashionable wedding ut a brilliant
and fashionable church. and i charm
ng wedding journey. Mr.. and Mrs
Eugene oyivestre, comfortably en-
sconced i'll their own luxurious home
on Michigan avenue, once more hold
sweet converse anent "ihat mitt"-
That fortunate unit He, after the
manner OF men. has been telling her
pernap. for the hundrcdth time. how
fortunate it was that that fellow who
found "lhat mitt' mad come to The
c00peniap to advertise it, and so given
him the precious opportunity Here
we will draw the curtain kindly, aud
resume further on.
Mrs. Syivesire' 'oqH-t~r: "And
dear, dearest Eugene, 10 let me saw
further that II was miltsa, not a
NIT. None but Il man would have
called it so. Aud still more. my dear
Eugene, DIT It never occur to YOU that
Il fur trimmed, fleece iinrl KID mutt
was wonderfully warm wear Tor II not
summers day?
odd it not, dear Eugene, with a
mocking tone impass IL to initiate,
''eYer seem possible that lady might
by accident iiuvi ii,,d such Il milten in
her shopping and chosen to drop,
not tue chief-that is the
Sultan's privilege. dear Eugene, but
the mitten. 10 tAe man of her choices:
enter store oy one door ami leave it
by another 10 prevent pursuit, and
but listen while tell you little fable
with an application: A young fox was
once rowing hither and thithcr, when
she saw goose. Her heart longcd
tor that goose exceedingly, and she
planned with subtlety to capture it.
She-n
You don't mean. Alice he be-
gan, curious expression dawning all
over his face.
"Yes, do" laughiugly defiant; II
wanted Mr.. Syivestre, and -"
"You dropped that milt purposelyP"
with fixed and settled purpose,
sir" with q flashing but somewhat
fearful eye ana sweeping courtesy.
"WelI'-e silence; then: Woman
as fearfully, and -"
"Unfathomable, dear Eugene, I'M
fathomable!' briskly; then coming
nearer. dropping her head on his
shoulder, and raising ner eyes as girls
can, she whispered: 1T waS wrong.
and am dreadfuliy ashamed, but are
you sorry?"
Never! neverr' But before these
ungranmalically impetuous young
people we will second time kindly
draw the curtain.
lie Couldn't have been Uery sorry,
for that was II mouth ago or more. and
Justice Foote hasa't been calicd on
yet, though they do live in Caicago. -
LUcy u. For az hcdg0 Times.