Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-07-18
A FAN-CIFUL SKETCH.

She took great fancy to me, and no doubt l was very useful whenever she wanted to raise breeze. On these occasions would spread myself and do my best to make her keep cool; and though she often shut me up, still was always ready to screen her faults
 But-I never liked him. He cast slur on my bright reputation the first time We met by saying I was fraud-an impostor-that l had never seen Japan On revenge I was determined, even if had to create cyclone.
 They were passing Vantins window, when my colors caught her artistic eye; she imme- diately entered the store, determined to buy me At first the clerk refused to remove me from my show place; but, as she would be sat isted with nothing else, they finally handed me out, and then it was that he-her com panion-began his unseemly jests in regard to my genuineness.
 She took me home-and such home It was one of those palatial houses on the ave nue; and though 1 missed my Japanese sur roundings, still it was a great relief to be free from the incongruous crowd with whom had recently associated in the store.
 An opportunity soon came for me to re- taliate for his reflections on my character 1 had been left on one of the sofas one evening when he called, and not seeing me in the dim light of the modern drawing room, he inno- gently attempted to sit down on me; but 1 was on my guard, and received him on the little wire rivet which is prominent in all our family.
 made my point, and he-with familiar quotation-bounded from the seat in real impetuous, unaffected, earnest manner, and was about to vent his anger on me when she swept into the room clothed in blue, mod ernized directoire costume and a conventional smile During this call continued to vent my spite upon him by continually sliding out of her hand upon the floor, thus affording him much unwelcome exercise.
 However, notwithstanding my prejudice, his calls at the house were frequent; and it was a relief when she tackled me to the wall in her own charming chamber, a room swarming with graceful and artistic orna- | ments, glowing ill colors and Japanese bric- | a-brac.
 Months passed. Spring, with Its flowers | and sunshine, its house cleaning and mil | llnery bills, was upon us. One morning she | rushed into the room with a look of childish | glee on her face, and boating dress on her | slender form, snatched me from the wall, and | we were soon on our way to St. George in his | company. l renewed hostilities with him at l once by pretending to blow overheard. Of course he was obliged to chase me, and | made it warm for him.
 Our excursion was to q lacrosse tour | nament, and I waved myself tired cheer ing on the successful players. Then we went | to a boat house, and after the usual amount | of hustling double canoe was launched, and we three, with one or two well developed screams, cautiously crept in.
 don't know that I was really nervous but-still I felt that would gladly have adopted any form of religion for the time be- ing. In the excitement 1 was dropped | Spreading myself, however, I sailed lightly on the surface of the water. She saw me and impulsively reached out.
 | Canoes are not constructed so as to toler- ate any sudden emotion of this kind Some shrill shrieks spread themselves over the water, and-the water spreads itself over them both! I had fine view of it all though somewhat spattered.
 She was rescued by the captain of the boat club, who had been carefully watching us all the time; and to his credit, be it said, I, too was adroitly taken out by him, and carefully | spread out to dry-much to the disgust of my old enemy, who laid the whole blame of the upset on me-
 After her rescue by the alert and athletic captain I expected to see her fall on his neck in the conventional style described in novels but I was disappointed; she simply gave hin a look of intense wetness-and the next day wrote him a letter.
 The captain looked out for me, and when was thoroughly dry, he took me in his pocket and, availing himself of her invitation, he called; and once more I was installed in hel boudoir. But, alas! my style was cramped | lines of care-and water-had made their in deible impression. 1 was no longer tht bright, gay, sparkling thing of yore; in fact l was so warped that could hardly be mad, to spread out on the wall which I had for merly so decorated.
 One morning the maid brought two letter
 for her, and placed them on the little stane right under me- l saw one was from him
 My old feeling of antagonism rose strong
 within me, and, assisted by a strong draught
 wrenched myself from the wall, and fell s
 as to conceal his letter. The other missive,
 noted with pleasure, was from the captain !, This she soon read with evident enjoyment while for forty-eight hours continued t. conceal from her the other letter, which, 1
 afterwards transpired, contained an impor tant request; and he receiving no reply , quietly withdrew from the whirl of civiliza
 tion, going suddenly west-so report said After this 1 rapidly fell into disfavor, an
 one day, when sending box of old fashione
 garments and new fashioned novels to a rels
 tive in Dakota I, too, was thrown in wit
 the discarded mass.
 | After a series of adventures and delays b rail, boat and mules, was finally unpacke
 in a frontier home by lovely girl, who's admiration for me- wreck as was, scene
 unbounded; and from that moment, durin
 the hot months which followed, Vita and
 were almost inseparable. hung at her sid on many a ride over the prairie among he
 Indian neighbors, and great was their intel
 est in me-"the little piece of paper whic
 folds" as they called me. never could II
 press creeping sensation in regard to thes
 Home Missionary pets, particularly when
 saw them dressed-or undressed-for thei
 dances; but my artistic eye appreciate \ their tepees, patched and smoke stained with their long poles sticking out of th black opening up into the sky. And the
 poetical domestic life, it was charming to ol serve; the noble Hiawathas doing the vvor