Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1889-06-13

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said, as well as she could for laughing:
sPlease get up.n
You may be sure he did so with alacrity
Heidi rilore-he got up metaphorically as
well, and remained from that time in a
standing position.
He admitted that very night what he
could never be persuaded to even so much
as listen to before; namely, that for young
women to apply scissors to their hair is as
unseemly as a like application is meritorious
in young men. He contded to his mother
that hekhad once met Miss Page riding
| along upon the highway, and that she was
whistllng He went so far as to state that
with her mouth in that unfeminine position
he considered her positively plain, and con-
/ cluded by stating that faxen hair worn in
| demure bands on either side of a fiaxen
| countenance was a sight at once refreshing
and ennobling, after having looked for any
| length Of time upon crisp brown curls, and
a face that changed as often as an autumn
/ sunset.
| Mr. Timotheus Nelson had cousin Lucy,
who answered exactly to the fiaxen ideal,
and he soon after made her Mrs. limo
thens Nelson. He took a certain pride in
| presenting her to Miss Page, and in listen
| ing afterward to her shocked EXPLANATIONS
in regard to the much-diseussed curls.
1t was about this time that, by something
| of coincidence, a cousin of Judith also
| made his appearance in the neighborhood
| He came unexpectedly, and met her just
outside of Carylon gates, leading her horse,
| Hautboy, who had gonelame all of a sudden.
She was rathera strange figure, tall and
| slight, and with as few curves as growing
lad. Her habit, which, in those days Of
| GALLON and gathers, was really noticeable
for its lack of voluminousness, was gath
cred up almost to her knees, disclosing
russet-leather boots, stained crimson for
half their length by the scarlet soil. Her
billy-cock hat was pushed back on her
brown crest, and sparkle of mud orna-
mented her left cheek like a fantasticpatch.
Boughton did not In the least recognize
| her. He had not seen her since the days Of
white frocks and blue shoes and socks,
when her hair had been pretty tan color,
and one of her front teeth missing.
He hesitated moment, and then refined
up and asked if he was or was not mis-
| taken in tnnAin5 TIE gate &C the left the
one which led into the Carylon farm. She
nodded and said that it was. Then he saw
that her horse was lame, and, jumping
down, asked if he could not assist her. She
thankeaehim, and said no, that she thought
he could not; and then yielding-after the
DldiHEE nave IlCublOn0A--tO OhC Va thO
inclinations, said suddenly:
"Are you really gong to Carylona What
is your name!n
''Boughton,n he had answered, gravely.
s'Philip Boughton."
Then it was that this culpably uncon-
ventional young woman made use of an ex-
precision which amused Boughton beyond
bounds, until he found out who she was
"Gadr' cried she, ''not my cousin Philr'
He replied, with bow, that if her cousin
Phil also reJoiced in the surname of Bough-
ton, their identity must be established, at
the same time inquiring her own name
"Why, I'm JUDITH" she announced,
reaching out both hands to him with Haul
boys bridle-rein yet over her arm. "Im
Judith Page, Cousin Phil. You don't look
a bit as you used tor
"No?" said Cousin Phil, smiling good
deal, perhaps not unconscious Of a hand
some mustache clipped close, soldier-fash
ion, across his fine upper lip, and of a gen.
eral impressiveness of appearance which
he had lacked when they last parted.
"No, no-not bft,n said Judith, bending
alttle away from him, while still keeping
friendly grasp on his hands, and cycling
him from the crown of his smart Partisan
hat there were Anglo-maniacs in those
days, but they were the exception and not
the rule) to the toes of his patent-leather
boots.
"Not Bit she repeated. earnestly.
'sWhy in what way?n said Boughton.
ssYou're-you well, you're such
dandy" replied candid Judith. However
can you wiggle your toes in such bootsY
Gadl it makes mine ache to look at 'em.n
This made twice that she had used that
somewhat extraordinary form of express
sion. Besides, Philip did not exactly enjoy
being called a dandy.
'FYou have changed, too he remarked.
"Me2n said Judith. "Ohl do tell me!
How?1
'sWeH, for one thing" said Boughton,
slowly, 'syou-er-didn't swear when last
saw you'
1t is impossible to imagine the effect that
her placid reception of this scathing remark
had upon him.
Didn't Ia' she said, serenely, still hold
ing his hands II must have been very
young. Yes, was-I remember all about
it now. You used to make me dolls out OF
radishes, and cut turnips into flowers for
me- Oh, yes, and you taught me to fish
with a crooked PIN"
'1You have become a fisher of men by
now, suppose said Boughton, with an at
tempt at wit, which, however, left his cousin
as unruffled as ever.
sob, dear, no,' she assured him. iT7ey
fish for mel And mostly with crooked pins,
/ must admit !" she added, with a laugh
'How tall and straight you are, cousin.
do believe / could walk under your arm.
Let's try
Philip held out his arm obediently, and
she made the attempt, but her eyes were
blinded against his coat sleeve.
81 know ever so much q better way touse
my arm than that" said Boughton, sudden
/ ly possessed of a devil, and he let his arm
drop to her shoulders, held her so, and
kissed her.
She did not burst into tears, and raise her
riding whip, and give him smart blow
across the lips, or rail at him like the little
shrew he believed her to be. When she
saw what was about to happen, she merely
drew in her pretty lips to hard white line
over her teeth, and on that hard white line
fell Mr. Philip Boughton's kiss. 1t was GER
tainly nothing at all like what he had sup
posed it would be. Neither was her con-
duct. She stood quietly, looking at him
squarely in the eyes, and drawing on little
further her dogskin gauntlets.
"Er-you have mistaken your way after
all,l she remarked, finally.
"How.i he asked, feeling somewhat curl
Gus aud extremely uncomfortable
She still looked quietly at him, while set
ting her cuffs and pulling forward the
billy-cock hat
"Er-you have behaved like beast when
you should have behaved like a gentleman
she replied, almost sulkily. 'sGood after
noon.n And she turned about in the other
direction and walked on with her lame
horse.
He had no one but himself to thank for
all this, but that did not in the least miti-
gate his violent indignation. To be called
first a dandy and then "beast, in
| less than twenty minutes, by very pretty
/ young woman, is not calculated to add to
4 ones enjoyment even Of an Albermarle
scene in the flush of November sunset.
! And. by George II one wasn't 70 kiss ones