The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1890-06-28

easy for Americans whoever they are-fieh
Americans, I mean. Then l thought thft I
you know whut happened, Lady Bagshot
The worst Of it was ! had to leave poor
mamma OF the other side; she couldn't pass
for an American, she drops her 'h's.' Now,
can you forgive mel"
"Forgive youl" said her ladyship. II love
you very much indeed. OF course l am sorry
that you are a-that you are not an Amed.
can, but that can't be helped. I must tell
6ir Henry; he will enjoy the joke immensely.
How did you manage it 30 cleverly7'
"Oh," said the young lady, II tried to get
the accent as well as I could. And I wrote
out lists Of American words, with the English
opposite, you know; 'bootlace" ''shoe-
string" ''station"-"depot," and 30 on, and
used to look it over every now and again ana
see what word 1 could bring In. But l felt
that I was doing it very clumdly, and that I
should betray mysef-gtve myself away, !
would have said half an hour ago."
"You did it wonderfully well, !" said Lady
Bagshot. ~ can hardly believe now you are
not an American. Did Sir Englefeld Green
find 1t outr'
II told him" the young lady said, with a
slight blush, land then he withdrew the pro-
posal be had done me the honor to make. II
I had been an American he was ready to love
me with all his might, butt think he had
seen the name over the shop door. I thought
of telling him that 1t was American oil, but I
didn't"
"sir Engleleld was parvenu. !" interrupted
Lady Bagshot. His grandfather was some
thing or other; Sir Henry will tell you"
Perhaps I ought to say" said the young
lady THAT he wrote afterward to make 1t
up, but I declined with thanks."
.'But the marquis, my dear, did you tell
him, tool"
mo, I didn't" said the girl, slowly. II
don't care for the marquis. You know,
Lady Bagshot, society isn't what l expected
to find it, when I read novels in our garden
at Leytonstone. It is not nearly 30 interest
ing. The men are conceited and stupid; oh,
30 stupid And they don't seem to know
anything. I thought I I hadn't learned much
in Miss Bailey's academy at Woodford; but
these men, oh dearl So I have made mp my
mind what to do. will 60 9 to America
and bring mamma back to England. And
then wen live at Leytonstone just as we did
before, except that perhaps you and Sir
Henry will come down and see VI sometimes
when you can. Promise me this, Lady Bag
shot, for I like you very much, indeed,
though I have deceived you shamefully."
"Evangeline," said Lady Bagshot, "Iwon't
hear Of such a plan. You mustn't bury your
self at ~Leytonstone, wherever that place Is.
You must rave another season with me, you
must, indeed. I will ave my'drawing room
full Of clever men, now that I know you like
them. There are lots of clevermen In London,
and we'll connected, too. There Is Lord Chill
bourne, who knows all about Darwinism and
how we all were once frogs. And the Hon
Charles Finch Finch, who writes poetry. III
wrote Roses and Passion Flowers.' It is moi
quitea lady's book, you know, but it Is very
clever. And then there's Sir Lewis Chetsey,
who paints beautifully, you know. His pict
ures are nearly as good as someof those at the
Academy, and he has a big room full'of them.
You must nave another season with me and
see all these men,"
Evangeline wanted q lot Of persuasion, but
she yielded at last. and promised to go and
stay with Lady Bagshot from May to the enc
Of July.
4 So Evangeline Sarah Short will have an
other season nextyear, sailing this time undel
no false colors. And I incline to think tina
she will shine quite as brilliantly as before
She has reflected luster on the extreme west
she will not fail to do credit to the remot
east, and I expect that many q young gentle
man will be searching for Bow and Stratfors
on the enormous map of London.-Longman'
Magazine.
You Can Understand Him Now.
On one Of the locals was a pert looking
young lady evidently just returning hom'
from college. They went to Troy by way o.
the bridge. When the train had rumblet
across the bridge and passed Greenbush, tn
festive trainman banged open the door
placed his hand in position at his mouth ant
yelledl loud enough to wake thedead ''Bl !th!l'
As he finished the pretty miss beckoned hin
toward her with a most enchanting smile
He looked rather dumfounded, but went
''Wil you kindly tell me what you said, sirf
asked she. "Certainly. miss; I said Bath" b.
replied. "Oh, did youi Why, it did no
sound a bit like it. Are you suffering frou
n throat trouble7' "No, miss, not that
know Of"
The train moved on. As 1t rolled into th'
station, Iron Works, the trainman agar
rushed In and howled 'ui-rn Wrks," ant
alarmed the door with . fearful bang. A
he came through the car the miss again callet
him. "What was that you saidf" she asket
iu a sweet voice. II said Iron Work." b
Ee4ue0, uueaolly. I'LL euaAAA yous ~ 0WA!
to trouble you" replied she. At the mex
station the trainman came In, shut the doc
softly, and pronounced the name perfectly
He cast a triumphant look in the fair maidl
direction and left the car. It Il said that b.
can now be understood by passenger tn
maid reformed him.-Albany Argus.
Tho Boy sad the Bear.
In the summer Of 1879 grizzly bear en-
tered the inclosure where Alexander Baina
house stood, in Jacksboro, Tex, and helped
himself to quarter Of venison that hung
near the door.
A few feet away a little boy had falles
asleep on q pile Of wood, while his shl
younger sister was playing at his feet. SEQ
ing the little girl move, the lear went up b
her and shifted her over.
aNice doggyin said the child, fearleaay
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