Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1889-02-14

trlcAS. IL you woke MIN up In the uedO Oh
night and accused him of something he
never thought of in his life, he'd have an
excuse for doing it pat to the minute. Now,
Cupid, attend to me-"
"Ycs'm.''
''Do you see this lettera"
''Yes'm''
81 shall wrap it in this piece of paper to
keep your dirty fingers from soiling it,
and you're not to open it tor single in
slant"
"No'm."
Garry it to the post-office and drop il
through the slit in the door. You know
where it isa"
''Yes'm.'
''Sure of ita"
'Yes'm, Fse sho'; case dun POI er hat
full er SAM down dar las Sunday
"You little villain It's lucky for you
the postmaster didn't catch you"
He cudn't do dat, missy. Dat ar gem
man too fat. He eat two dozen roas'en
ears -
sNever mind what he eats. You attend
to me-"
"Yes'm; rse 'tendin'."
''Take this letter to the Office and slip it
in that hole, and be sure you don't let
anybody see it. Now, mind what l tell
you. If you play off any of your tricks on
me, I'll tell Aunt Caroline, and you know
what you'll get.''
Please, m, Ise be good. Dom you toll
mammr-she say she skin me entire eff she
heah any mo- plants bout me from de
white folks Pleas'm, I TEX de letter all
right"
He received it with a scrape and grin
and another snatch at his wool. placed il
carefully in his pocket, vanished from the
room, and minute later was heard in the
street initiating the yell of a locomotive
with frightful fidelity.
''Why do you trust your precious mis-
sive to that Hilbert gibbetl" asked Miss
Fairfax. HAS he sense enough to carry
it to the office?''
Sense! He's got sense enough to dc
any thing in this world he chooses; but
he's the very spirit of mischief incarnate,
and there's never any knowing what he'll
be up to. He'll keep straight this time,
think, for fear of his nanny. She's the
only creature he stands in awe of, and
always threaten him with her when want
to insure good behavior"
Two hours passed. and the bel rung
more than once before Cupid male his ap.
pearance He looked very demure, but his
hands and face were sticky and his eyes
suspiciously unsteady. He seemed to have
been taking refreshments on his way
home
cupid. where have you been all this
time? What did you do with my letter!
Did you carry it safe to the oflice!"
"Yes'm, TUX i'm 'traight tub pos'orfus,
des ez yer tole me, but never poke i'm en-
dat ar leetle hole.'
''Then what on earth did you do with it,
And why didn't you do as told youa"
c. sem, wen 1 got tub de orfus Marse
Cubberd Marshall stan'in' dar wild he ham
a,,h , 3p3 hn T1ni ra.-
xii, wat yer want 'ere dis time er nighta
Dom yer know yer orfus am shut up!'
M 1 say: 'Yes'r; but my young missy gin
me dis lilly bit er letter fun tub poke en-
dat hole, m / spects it am err walentinum,
case she wrop it up ser keerful.' IN he
laugh M say: Cupid er good messerag or
fun dem sorter things m oh, Cupid, he
say, Td gin yer TO- bits eff dat was fun me.
M say: Well, Marse Cubberd, l spec
missy des ez lib yer he'd it ez airy oder
young genelman; m TUX off de wroppsr
m ham 'um de walentinum, M he lool,
sorter skeered tub TEX it, m all on er sud
dint he snatch i'm outin my ham, m say
1T am fun me sho' huff. Oh, Cupid, gawd
er lub 'ere am yer fo' bits, m tanky too.
Wat 'em mean by dat, missy?-cal1 UNI
darby boy gawd err lub! vi! hi! hi! emit
dat funnys"
Until now, Master Cupid had delivered
his story without interruption. Mamie,
struck dumb with horror and amazement,
sat with uplifted hands and eyes, appar-
entity invoking thunderbolt from plying
heaven to annihilate this imp of mischief,
while Edith Fairfax laughed until the
room rang.
"Oh, you horrid little wretcE!' cried
Mamie, at last. "What shall l do with
you2 You ought to be killed! Go to your
mother, sir, this minute, and tell her say
to whip you till you can't stand up"
"Oh, fun Gawd sake, Missy but here
missy descended on him like a whirl
wind and swept him from the room.
Then she turned to her cous n with the
calmness of despair.
"Now l am in nice fix, am l nots
Edith shall shut myself up in an air
tight box for the rest of the year, and
never look at Cuthbert Marshall again as
long as l live"
Stuff and nonsense! You wanted
him to know the valentine came from
you; of course you did, or you would
never have sent it. Well, he does know
it now, and no mistake! Look out to-
morrow for IA bijou in paper and verse.
He's bound to send you the finest one the
town can afford, if only out of gratitude.'
"Thats it, said Mamie, mournfully !;
81 shan't prize it a bit, now, if it comes !;
for rll know he only sent it out of polite
ness"
Next morning. however, she watch ed
the clock sedulously, and, when her cousin
proposed a shopping expedition, declined
on the ever-ready pl ca of headache.
''Shall call at the p ost- office for your
inquired Miss Fairfax, with misch ievous
smile, as she buttened her glove.
''Not for the worldi I wouldn't have
either of US seen near the office to-day for
just IS usual; no one can think any thing
of that; and he can't make any mistake
bringing the letters, as he does every
day"
AS soon as Cupid could be spared from
his numerous aud important vocat;ons, he
was dispatched on his daily errand to the
post office. with fearful threats from his
nanny in case he overstayed his time or
was guilty of any more mistakes.
Nevertheless, period thrice as long as
usual elapsed before he returned, in a
state of violent perspi ration, and looking
as If he had just come off victor in two
mile heat.
There it isl" exclaimed Edith, who
bad come in some time before, as Mamie,
with trembling fingers and face ripping
with smiles and bushes, selected large
square envelope from the mass of letters
and papers.
There it undoubtedly was; the outside
envelope of whitey-brown paper carefully
sealed and directed in large masculine
Cuthbert Marshalls hand with no pre-
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