Omaha daily bee., 1889-05-20

Jne girl : mOjner always WHICDCu me
like catp 1t was all very well for old
Jupp to write to me (of course old Plum
must go and interfere) and bully me for
"dawdling," and adjure me not to make
another blunder, but he hadn t to do the
business | had. ! went there at all
times and always found Cutely there. |
tried to get the pretty maid to give n
note to Ada, but Mrs. Clegsou always
came into the hall and the maid was ev-
identity afraid of her, and so | hung
about and wondered what was the best
thing to do. Meanwhile it got expen-
sive, and the hotel bills were dlminish-
ing my money. AT last l determined to
write to Ada; I had squeezed her hand
the night before and she had not
seemed affronted-nay, think she re-
turned the pressure-So matters seemed
ripe for declaring myself. l resolved
to write, and by the aid of Letter
writer" which gave shilling for in
the town, put a most moving and pa
thetic declaration together. This done,
| debated how to get 1t into Ada's
hands; the post was mpracticable, the
pretty servant afraid. Just then a
happy thought occurred. There was
butchers boy who rode bay pony in a
most furious manner, whom | had fire.
quently met IN the drive, returning
from calling for orders. He had al
ways touched his forelock to me,
and seemed abnormally sharp; he
should be my messenger. SO
ing and stopped HIM: | held up half-a-
crown, and explained that somehow or
other-l left the details to him-he was
to slip this note into Miss Ada's hands
unseen. With IL joyous grip, as he
pocketed the alf.crown, he said he'd
find some way TO do it so that nobody
should see, and off he rode. | went back
to my hotel, wrote letter to Uncle
Jupp, saying how things were progress
ing, and then went for II sail, as |
wished the day to elapse ere calling to
know my fate. But there could be little
doubt; Ada had shown in various trihing
ways her preference for me, and, after
all, such n really handsome husband
was cheap ornament even at e4O 900.
My thoughts pleasantly dallied with the
future, as | pictured life of artistic
ease and luxury, and [ triumphed IN
anticipation over Uncle Jupp and his
brutal personalities. In this matter, at
any rate, | would prove to him / knew
how to bring an affair to successful
conclusion.
The evening arrived, as lovely a sum-
mer's evening as ever could be wished
for by II spooning pair, and l dressed
myself most fascinatingly for Violet
Villa. l went up there very leisurely,
and on my way was joined by Mr.. Plum,
who congratulated me much on the
progress l had made, and on my clever
ness in outwitting the 'Old Duchess"
has called here.
Your dodge with the butchers boy
proves you amt such fool as Jupp
thinks you,' he said generously.
II am much obliged to you,' SAID I
dryIy:
you sharp enough to get over Mother
Clcgson's wariness. She hates the idea
of any feller, who's only got lardy-dardy
ways and good looking slmper, 'anging
after Ady," rejolned Mr.. Plum, while
inwardly resolved that, once the prize
was secured, | would eliminate him and
all my uncle's crew from my list of ac-
quaintanceS.
AT length we came in sight of Violet
Villa, and Plum commenced some of his
vulgar faceti9, as comparing me to a
man in doubt whether he was to be
turned OFF, or reprieved, ETC., etc. AT
last he condescended to listen to my re-
quest (which was an additional proof, in
his eyes, Of my newly acquired" smart
ness that he would decoy the old lady
into the conservatory, by preceding me,
and thus facilitating my momentous in
terview with Ada.
ga very good action" )" he said, land
really think this time your uncle can't
say but you've scored a success"
Thus conversing we neared the house,
when Mr.. Plum went on in front, and
entering the gate crossed the lawn,
and, with the familiarity of an old
friend, entered by the drawing-room
window. / gave him time enough to
decoy the old girl into the conservatory
and then marched up the drive, feeling
pretty sure all was successful. l rang
the bell. No response. l rang again,
and the pretty maid opened it; unusu-
she seemed, and colored most vividly on
seeing me. l looked at her admiringly,
wishing that Miss Clegson was as
pretty, and she looked silently and with
some agitation at me.
And then suddenly she threw herself
into my arms, exclaiming: Yes, dar-
ling, yes! That is the answer!"
What the deuce do you mean?" /
said, struggling with my fair and some
what weighty burden. why, the
girls gone mad!"
''Oh, no, dearest, I'm not mad, and I
love you with all my heart!" and she
plCooCu % hioo oh NY II po phap oouheOu
like pistol shot.
AT this moment the drawingroom door
opened and out came Mrs. C!egson, who
stood petrified. "Weil, upon my word
sir!" she said, with a spiteful triumph
in her tone, "but it only justiiies my
opinion of you all along,o
"What the duce dye mean, young
Lesterly?" said Mr.. Plum. This is a
new game, and not fair to me, you
know"
And Miss Clegson said with bitter
| scorn: "And this is your choice, sir?''
While Mr.. Cutely said nothing, but
showed his teeth like dentists model.
Meanwhile my fair companion, still
clinging to me, looked. with pride in
her port, defiance in her eye, on the as
sembled company. Then | tried to ex-
plain. And Miss Clegson shrieked with
| horror at the mention of the butcher
boy. Frantically freeing myself from
the soubrette, said, looking daggers
at the old lady, 81 asked the butcher,
| there being no other way, to give my
note to Miss Ada.
And l got it, DEAR" murmured the
| pretty servant.
"You?" said I, 'but 1 meant-aren't
you Miss Ada Clegson?" said confused
| ly to the young lady, when the old one
| acidly answered:
| NMy dan0btnris mama cir IL Hoi1aa