The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1892-07-09

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street, city. About 4 O'Clock in the
afternoon, when Mr.. Younghusband
was wont to drop in for his cup of
tea or coffee, the establishment was
never crowded and he rarely exper-
fenced any difficulty in obtaining a
few minutes conversation with Miss
Lefty when that fascinating damsel
felt inclined for such relaxation.
He had long since been made
acquainted with most of Miss Letty's
private affairs, and had expressed
himself much gratihed at the news
that she was engaged to be married
to Mr.. Bob Marshall, clerk at a
neig hboring silk merchants, as
soon as an expected rise in his sal
airy would allow of him taking to
himself the luxury of wife. MIR.
Younghusband had not seen the fair
Lefty for several weeks, when one
day toward the end of September
she informed him she had important
news to communicate.
What! exclaimed Mr.. Younghus-
| band, with a look which meant to
| be gallant. Has Bob had his salary
raised already?
That's it, sir, giggled the young
lady, with blush.
And when is it to be my dear?
Almost directly. Bob's got a
fancy 10 be married on the 5th OF
next month, and
And you've no objections to raise,
l suppose? All, lucky fellow, Bob!
| with sigh. Congratulations to you
both, my dear. must see if | can't
send you a present.
After little mild chaff, to which
Miss Lefty bv no means objected,
Mr.. Younghusband took his depart
ure with asseverations that he would
not forget to send her some token of
his regard. In the days that fol-
lowed, however, he had other things
to engross his attention, and Miss
Majors wedding present would have
been numbered with the other unful-
filled pledges but for an accident.
Though thinking nothing Of his
promise to the fair Lefty, however,
Mr.. Younghusband was by no means
unmindful of his scheme to entrap
Mrs. Y, and on Oct. 4, the day
before her birthday, betook himself
10 certain West End jewelers. and
bought very handsome diamond
bracelet, which he determined to
send to his wife.
There's not so much doing in this
way as there used to be, | suppose1
he inquired carelessly of the shop
man as the latter was packing up the
bracelet.
Not much, sir, was the reply;
wedding presents and that sort of
thing are more in our way.
AS the words wedding presents
left the mans lips, Mr.. Younghus-
band suddenly remembered his
promise to Miss Lefty.
By love! that reminds me, he said.
/ want another article-a brooch or
something of that sort-not too ex-
pensive.
And Mr.. Younghusband pro-
ceeded to select diamond brooch
in the shape OF a heart tranfxed with
shaft from Cupid's bow, which he
thought would please the fair Lefty.
His next visit was TO a fancy sta
toners near by, where he chose a
couple of floral cards of highly
ornate design and Identical in every
respect. Mr.. Younghusband was
desirous of being considered poet,
and so he got the obliging shopman
to add a couplet, which he fondly
hoped would be considered original
and so 10 certain extent it was,
seeing that the lines had originally
belonged to birthday card. and to
make fit both cases some slight alter
ations was necessary:
1 send thee a message of love from the flowers,
This glad day to greet in its bright walking
hours.
Having persuaded the shopman
to superscribe the addresses-for he
thought the element of mystery
would be appreciated by the fair
Letty-the next question was how
to deliver the latter's offering1 He
had not the least idea where Miss
Major lived, and thought it most
unlikely she would be at the Hind
street emporium on the eve OF her
wedding day. However, the brooch
must be sent somehow, so hiring the
the first respectable looking cabman
he saw he intrusted the packet to his
care, with strict injunctions to
deliver it into her hands if he could
find her at the cafe, but If not to
bring it back to him at the Junior
Carlton club, where he, Younghus.
band, would await his return.
He then proceeded to the post
office and registered his wiie's pre-
sent, repairing from thence to the
Junior Carlton. while, in due course
returned the cabman with a piece of
paper on which was written:
Packet received per cabman. Who
are you? in Miss Majors writing, SO
Mr.. Younghusband's mind was set
at rest on that score.
1t happened on that particular
afternoon Mrs. Younghusband had
occasion to visit one of the large silk
warehouses in the city in company
with a lady friend, and as thew