The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-02-13

| months screw. But-a good idca-l
have French horn, a regular beauty,
worth ten guineas, and dirt cheap nj
that. Now, take H.. like q good fel.
low, and cancel the debt"
| "But what on earth do want with
q French hornf It's OF no use to
mo-"
"Then create use for 1t. Add to
your many accomplishments that oil
musical amateur. You've a splendid
lip" he continued artfully; 'just the
cut for the instrument. Now, old
chap, make me ctcrnnlly grateful by
accepting. Amagniiicent bargain ! as
sure you"
took the instrument, and from that
date my troubles began.
In three days l had to find fresh
tried n boarding house and was pre-.
sented with three days board and
lodging gratis and my boxes bundled
into the street. Nothing daunted,
,, tried again and hit on my present
diggngs, with n motherly old soul for
landlady, to whom conveyed my
orders through the medium OF huge
speaking-trumpet and on whom the
trumpets which blew round Jericho
would have produced no effect.
Up till this period the course OF my
love had been perfectly smooth, when
who should turn up but cousin OF
Louisc's, Tom Medium. He had
been out to Australia to try his fort
une, but after a sojcurn OF five years
in that land OF promise, had returned
with just sufficient to pay his cab fare
from the dock to my a,int's. whore he
was loaliny till he found something
better to do.
was jealous OF this Hercules-he
stood six feet one in his stockings.
Whenever I'paid.a dutiful visit to the
villa, / was bound to come upon
the cousins in some interesting posi-
tion-poring over sketchbooks or
albums. Aunt was confined to her
bed, and could not watch over my
interests, and so my rival had the
field to himself.
| determined to warm up my ilck.e
loves waning affections, and with this
object | practiced assiduously on
the French horn lovely German
serenade | had purchased at cheap
music stall.
! taxed my patience to the utter
most, and most peoples within re-
spectacle radius of sound. Ii | ell
deavored to make crescendo on u
certain note, | invariably cracked it,
or split it into two or three.
But by laudabe perseverance I got
over these little difficulties as far as the
serenade was concerned, and deter
mined on the first fine moonlight night
to give it n practical trial and see what
romantic effect would do i'll the
cause OF Culid
At length the suspicious night
arrived and set out Tor Hampstead,
arriving there quite two hours before
the time / had arranged for the per-
midnight. So adjourned
to the shelter OF the nearest public.
and fortified myself with several stiff
tumblers of whiskey-and.w water till
closing time. This know would be
bad for articulation on the French
accent, but needed brhcing.
Unfortunately for me, though was
unaware OF the fact, Aunt Matilda
had an unconquerable prejudice
ayainst music in any shape or form.
NsIUlstl DdnuS NlSlllIlp blt, IOCuill1,
rs | afterwnrd learned, were always
sure OF q rich harvest-to take them
selves off; and Italian piano and
organ grinders from the purieus OF
Saffron Hill and Seven Dials were
amazed at the openhanded generosity
which preceded threat of the police
If they came again within 500 hun
dred yards OF the place.
But, blissfnly unconscious OF this,
and also that she was near v ut deaths
door with her old enemy, rheumatism,
l wendell my way to the villa.
Arrived there, l a,ioned myself
under the window OF Louise's bed
room, extracted my instrument OF
tortue from its green baize cover, and
placed it to my lips.
just then felt something smiling
about my legs, and looking down, be-
held my aunt'sfa poodle. Ithad been
locked out by accident by the servants.
conciliated the brute by pats and
caresses, and it lay down contentcdly
on the grass Mt my feet.
had started the serenade. Invent
beautifully. didn't think the instru-
ment was capable OF such pathos. l
had got halfway through it when the
window OF the bedroom was opened,
and dimly saw white figure half
hidden by the ivy which embowered it.
This gave me fresh courage. Louisa
was looking at me. l poured my
young soul through the silver-tipped
mouth-piece. had got to the last
note when n mournful and discordant
howl came as I'M accompaniment. |
raised my foot. and sent the poodle
spinning five yards away.
"You wretch"
Horror! had mistaken the win
dow.
Aunt Matilda stood there, in wrath
full indignation.
Here was a pretty predicament. !
had nearly killed her pet, which lay al-
ternately whining and bowling under
some holly bushes.
Poor Flossie Don't dare to show
your face within these walls again!
My darling pet! / knew there was no
good in such O stockl My precious
treasured After being second moth
or to you'll" and the window went
down with bang, while, from my I'M
comfortable position, could hear
hall violentlv ringino IJtterlv crest