The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1888-07-27

He folded her to his bosom as he
spoke, and pressed his lips tenderly to
her flushed cheek.
Il thought you were in New York,
Godfrey she faltered.
He sat down on the low, calico-cov-
cred lounge at her side.
You were mistaken, them he said,
quietly. 81 have been in Cedar Vale
these ten months. y
In Cedar Vale? And not seen
me?"
:" And have been your near neigh
Dor, too, my little Rose of the World. =
g don't quite understand you, Geof-
frey" faltered Rosamond.
g Allow me to introduce myself, Miss
Calthorpe," said Godfrey, rising and
bowling with the utmost gravity.
Squire Martins new farm hand,
George Ellis"
Rosamond looked at him with wide
open eyes of establishment.
Godfrey" she said, entreatingly,
you are QoCelVlng me.
Indeed, / am not; haven't you
heard your father speak Of mepn
!" Yes, but Godfrey"
Well, what is itp"
"What is the meaning of this strange
masquerade"
Darling" said Godfrey Everleigh,
his simulated gravity changing sudden
ly to a sort of playful seriousness, Gin
the old Bible times, Jacob served seven
years for a wife, and they seemed to
him but as a day for the love he had
unto her. Even so am I serving, and
you are dear to me as the dark-eyed
Rachel was to the patriarch of old"
" And you have gained papa's heart
already" said Rosamond, smiling ra-
dainty. "Oh, Godfrey, you Will let
me tell himp"
:" Not just at present, Rosamond. the
time is not yet opportune for such a
revelation. Let matters work them
selves out, and we ourselves will pos
sess our souls in patience. Trust it all
to me, Rosamond, and / shall carry you
back to New York with me, this COM
ing autumn, as my darling little wife.
don't think your father will object to
my being a rich mans son when he
sees what a days work / can do at
husking corn or cutting upland hay"
1t was past ten o'clock when Farmer
Calthorpe returned, but Mr.. Everleigh
had to ensconce himself behind the
big elm trunk for at least five minutes
before he could make his escape, sc
calmly did the old farmer stand on
the doorstep, looking musingly around
ere he made up his mind to enter the
house and draw the huge iron bolts
for the night
Did you have pleasant evening,
papaP" asked Rosa mond, demurely.
Yes" said the farmer, meditative-
ly, rubbing his chin. Eyes, pleasant
enough. George Ellis wasn't there,
though. I'd like to ha' seen him."
You seem to have taken a great
fancy to this Mr.. Ellis, papa"
He's the finest fellow I have seen
this twenty year, child! A pity there
wan more of is cut nowadays
MIR. Calthorpe, in his unconscious
way, as artful a maneuverer as any
fashionable Fifth Avenue mother, never
rested, after this, until he had achieved
the grand object of meeting between
George Ellis and his daughter.
81 do wish they d fancy each other, .
thought the old man, as he sat watch
ing them, on the evening of this tri.
umpllant exploit. Oh, dear, why
can't we order these things to suit our
selvesPn
Apparently the course of this new
true love was destined to run smooth
George Ellis and Miss Calthorpe be
came firm friends and allies, greatly tt
the disgust Of Squire Martins three
apple-cheeked daughters, who had
each and all of them, special interest
in the handsome young farm hand
And when, finally, matters eliminated
in a formal proposal made to Mr.. Cal
thorpe by George Ellis, for permission
to WOO and win Rosamond, the homes
farmers delight was beyond all bounds
"God bless you, my boy!" he ejaculat
ed, wringing Ellis hand until the young
fellow actually WINGED. You're max
ing me the happiest old man alive
Ask her. I'll be bound she won't re
fuse! Or, if you would prefer to have
me speak to her first"
II would much prefer it, SIR
"Then I'll do so. But don't worry
It'll be all right, sir, if it's mott
Farmer Calthorpe could scarcel,
wait for George Ellis to depart befor,
he went straight to Rosamond, and an
nounced to her the good fortune il
store for her.
"Of course you'll say yes he con
Guided. There's not finer fellow il
all the world, not one / should fee
better satisfied to call your husband.
Papa" said Rosamond, never lift
ing her eyes from her work, "Tl neve
marry any one but Godfrey Ever
leigh"
Godfrey Everleigh be hanged
There, there, child, didn't mean that
but you must see the folly of that OLE
love affair yourself. He's forgotten al
about you long ago, and"
He has not forgotten all about me
and he will be here this evening t.
plead in his own behalf.
The mus cles round Luke Calthorpe'
lips grew fixed and rigid like iron.
"I'll see him in Alaska before hi
shall be your husband was his sole
answer, as he turned away, with face
of such bitter disappointment that Ros
Almonds heart almost misgave her fol
the moment.
At four o'clock precisely, Mr.. Cal
thorpe came to call his daughter.
George Ellis is here to receive hi:
answer, Rosamond,' he said, wistfully