Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1890-11-27
WE MADE THE MATCH.

New man, iGl plllS ISIo0lI W d plcCe vi
cake.
It's the best notion!" shrieked Lot
tie Burns, taking candied cherry from
paper.
You had better enjoy the joke less
audibly, or we'll have some one COM
ing to see what is the matter" inter-
posed Grace Carleton, in a whisper.
The three girls were sitting upon the
floor near the open window in their
sleeping-room. surreptitiously enjoy
ing the daintieS that LOttie's married
sister who had been to boarding-school
and knew all about it. had struggled
in an innocent-looking parcel that
morning.
They were all supposed to be in bed.
The time devoted to recreation-in
which they played battledore and shut
tlecOck or grace-hoOps in the long
school-room - had passed; the hour
during which Miss Chesney read aloud
from some good book not calculated to
offend the religious prejudices of any
one, while the pupils crocheted or
knitted or went on" mysteries in
worsted-work, had passed az usual;
they had had prayers, and retired to
their dormitores, and after certain
space the Gas had been turned off; and
here they were up again, each wrapped
in a counterpane endeayOring to ruin
their youthful digestions by the light of
the midni chit moon.
She has no business to peep and
pry as she does" said Ida, land 90
about soft-footed and pop down on us
when she is least expected to do So"
"Of course she HASN'T" said Lottie.
Let us do it!' said Grace.
II can see him with my opera glass, :"
said Ida. Il believe he is writing
poetry"
The three girls got upon their knees,
and looked through the optical instru-
ment in question, which had been in
use before and now stood upon the
wind0w-Seat.
mo; he is copying music" said
Grace. ''Oh, dear how funny he is, with
his BIG nose and his bald head-quite a
comic characterr'
Sentimental. tOo-he'd believe it
all" said Ida.
The question is, said Lottie what
are we to write to her? He may be-
lieve lady has sent for him because
she has fallen in love with him rs he
appears at present; but if we were to
write TO her that an elderly gentleman
had done the same thing, she would in
stantIy tell our respected principal, let
loose the watchdog, lock herself in her
own room send for the magistrate, and
never come out again until the villain
was arrested"
That is true" said Ida. Miss
Chesney is proper to the tips of her
toes. Prudence Chesnev-doesn' the
name suit her? | tell YOU what we will
do, girls; Wen write to her that poor
but worthy gentleman whom she once
knew is in great distress, and begs a
little assistance"
"Snell be sure to answer that" said
Lottie; "she gives away her small
change to every be@gar on the road"
Yes, and she doesn't get too much
of it herself, either" said Grace. "Oh,
say-it would be too bad!'
However, the spirit of fun, and the
utter heartlesSnesS of her companions
overcame her, and by the light of a
well-preserved wax candle the trio
indited the following notes.-the first as
follows:
DEAR SIR,-I am n teacher in-Institute,
and being i'll possession OF an Opera-% lass, ONen
spent more time than would be willing to
confess to in watching YOU as YOU sat at your
window engaged, / doubt not, in musical COM
position. The baImy breezes even bring to me
sometimes the magic strains of your violin.
May dare to beg an interview? | should like
to see more of one of who think so often.
PRUDENCE CHESNEY.'
PSI shall be in the grove in the
school garden at half-past seven this
evening"
''Lovely!" cried the girls, when Lot
tie read this composition aloud to
them.
Now what is the individuals
namep" asked Lottie.
Peter Palmer, Professor of Music, "
giggled Ida. "Oh, Peter. YOU don't
know what we are doing over here, ="
and she threw kiss toward the WIN
dow Of the house in the village street
at which the unconscious musician sat
at work. Nov for the other letter,
Lottie" Lottie considered.
Father gets lots of begging letters "
said she; they usually begin like this:
Dear Madam'-in this case-'You may
not remember my name but | was
once an old friend. Fortune has
smiled on YOU and frowned on me.
am in great need of temporary assist
ance in order to reach London, where
am sure of obtaining a position under
Government, &C., &c. Then | will in.
dictate the grove and the hour, and sign
Peter Palmer"
"Splendid!' cried the other girls, and
these precious missives were directed
and stamped, and tucked under Lot
ties pillow that they might be posted
in the morning, and posted they were
and when in the twilight the three girl:
saw Miss Chesney, in her best dres:
too. steal out of her home and take hel
way towards the grove, they were
delighted. Up to their dormitory they
rushed, and through the opera-glas:
soon beheld the musician picking hi
way along the dusty road. He had oil
a blue necktie, and wore rosebud il
his buttonhole, and before he entered
the grove he paused and busted hi:
boots with an old pocket-handkerchief
which he afterwards carefully concealed
in his coat-tail pocket. while he ar
ranged snow-white and spotless one
so that its ed-e should be just visibl