The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1886-02-06
R'"'"'s. A"''hD''. fiction.
''STOLEN PLEASURES >
A STORY IN THREEPARTS BY SARAH
ORNE JEWETT.
A TALE OF EVERYDAY HUMBLE LIFE
An Interesting Narrative by the Author OF
"a Country Doctor "a Marsh Island, =
.Old Friends and New"-COpyrighte ed
by Mcclure.


John Weber passed group of his
fellow-workmen who loitered on the
sidewalk outside the gate of the Zenith
Machine Company's works one Thurs
day evening, with quick, business-ike
step. 1t had been a very hot day, the
sun mad not yet set, and was pouring
its last level rays along the street, max
ing the dust look gold colored, and
dazzling the eyes of everybody who
faced that way. The air seemed closer
and warmer than ever, and the men
scolded about it and wiped their grimy
faces with an impatient, half indignant
gesture, as If they felt sense of per-
sonal injustice after such an August
day.
''Where are you racin' to now, Web
ber?" somebody asked our hero, and
several of his friends in the complain
ing group turned to look at him.
Coin home" responded Weber
cheerfully, as he paused for a minute,
and when somebody said, "Give our
love to the baby" in a tone that was
meant to be provoking, he only shook
his head with mock resentment.
"Hold on !" called the first speaker
we're gettin' together to see how many
OF us want to hire Jones barge for Sun
day and go down to the beach. Start
late Saturday, quick's we're out of the
shop, and get back some time Sunday
night. Jones'll take us for a dollar-ten
apiece if we can get twenty-four to say
they'll CO."
"Well, I ART one answered Web
Der, moving off. The only time l ever
tried such spree | came home worse
off than | went. Ride all night and
scorch all day; that amt My idea o.
fun" and he disappeared round the
corner smiling with all his might as il
he knew of something great deal
better than any such foolish plans.
He was delicate looking, boyish
young man. Everybody liked Johnny
Weber, for with all his quick temper
and satisfaction with his own way Of
doing things, he was friendly and gen,
erous and always ready to d. anybody
a good turn. His acquaintance had
laughed at him and taxed him over and
over again for his habit of telling long
stories about his own affairs. He seemed
to think that everybody was as much
interested as he when something pleas.
ant happened to hint was not brag
on his part and he had no idea of out
shining anybody else, but to use the
oft-repeated saying, ''ohnny Webbel
thinks he must 60 halves with every
body 1t was deplored among The
wisest of his comrades that he should
have fallen in love with a selfish, com
planning sort of girl, pretty girl enough
but vain, and not of the sort that OH
Weber deserved.
But he was apparently satisfied anc
never seemed to be troubled whel
things went wrong he was always read,
to make excuses for everybody else
and when his wife fretted he blamed
the weather or her ill health or thu
house work, which she did not like, O
the care of the baby, which, to be sure
he always tried to take upon himself a
night.
As he walked along this evening h,
whistled and felt an unusual pride il
his success and we'll being then h,
hummed a tune, and occasionally slip