The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-09-16

autumns, looked with a glance OF
admonishing reproof at her niece,
who sat on low divan, with droop
ing brown curls velvety dark eyes
humid with tears, and cherry lip
pouting ominously.
Josie Denver was very pretty,
with the fresh sparkling beauty of
eighteen, and Josie Denver was in
love, and as all the world knows, the
current of true love never does run
smooth; hence the tears, and the
crimson flush on the checks and the
trembling Of the pouted lip.
Il love him, aunt"
Love! What nonsense! There
ism t any such feeling except in story
papers and sensational novels. It's
all simple respect and esteem.
But Josie knew better; she only
bit her lip, and thought OF Frank
Ellington last impassioned words
What did Aunt Denver know c,
| love?
He's a poor lawyer, went or
Aunt Denver, with not practice
enough to starve On, and | can't let
you enter on life OF care and druid.
gerry, with your pretty face and
boarding school education. I'm
astonished at Frank Elington's
presumption, ard still more aston
ished at you for allowing it. Sc
now get your embroidery and think
no more about this child's play.
Josie took up her embroidery.
according to orders, but as for the
rest OF Aunt Denver's commands
she internally resolved to take her
own way about it. She had conhded
to Frank Filing ton her trials on the
subject Of Aunt Denver'5 systematic
opposition and Frank had hidden
her to "cheer up and never mind the
old Turk But it was 50 easily &c
talk.
"Hush!" cried Mrs Denver
suddenly starting up and dropping
her inevitable stocking darning.
Wasn't that a ring at the door bell!
As true as l live and breathe it was
and | wouldn't bit wonder if il
was lodger for our best front
room
A lodger it was; a brisk old gentle
man, with a shining brown wig, ano
blue spectacles, and yellow silk
handkerchief tied in multitudinous
folds round his throat August
weather though it was, while in hi:
two hands he held respectively q
colossal silk umbrella and an apop'
lectic hand bag.
| see you have rooms to let
ma am" SAID the old gentleman
nodding toward the paper notice
to that effect which adorned the LET
hand side of the door.
"Yes, sir; sitting room and
bedroom.
Can | look at them?"
"Oh, certainly, sir. Josie! here,
Josie! Come and show the rooms,
Josie obeyed unwillingly enough
while the old gentleman trotted afte
her like an overgrown spaniel.
Il hope your rooms face tn
SOUTH" said the old gentleman. 6
couldn't think of any other aspec
an account of my rheumatism"
"Due south, sir" said Mrs. Der
yer. "a bedroom and sittln
room"
Eyes, yes, commented the lodge
elect, "aud very nice rooms the
seem to be. | hope you don't kee
a cat, ma am-l've an antipathy. t
f cats
mo, sir
"No public school in the neighbe
hood, with bawling children? M
. engine house?"
"No sir"
"What's your prlce"
Twelve dollars a week, sir, i
A Guiding gas and fire.
"I'll take the rooms, and here's
months pay in advance, said Il
old gentleman, promptly. IN
trunks shall be sent to night,
S. this your daughter ma'am!'
"My niece, sir"
ga nice girl was the approvil
answer. "Lv.s of beax. I'll
, bail"
IL IL Mrs. Denver pursed up her Ii
nj primly.
"No sir my niece is too sensi'
for any such folly"
Josie only pouted and blushed.
The new lodger was duly install
\ in the sitting room and bedroom q
Mrs Denver rejoiced in spirit.
: Tt's so much better than il
Z were a silly, sentimental young sp;
putting all sorts of nonsense in Il
: feather head of Josie's she though
Z The weeks crept on and the
gentleman read his newspaper,
4 puffed away at his meerscheum, {
went iodding off daily to "busine
and paid his bills with a regula
which filled Mrs. Denver's h'
with delight
II, There's a lodger for you!'
said exultantly. 81 just wished /
MD keep the rooms forever !!
1t was a bright October ever
when Mr.. WiggIeton sent for \
9Sn tSn Denver to come up to his room
!, Se29 on "Dear mel thought the hatte
y housekeeper; "whatever can