Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1895-08-14

Will tOuSHe LuIee tllueS ltS proper
length! There's my cousin Flora,
Alice Aymer, and Rosa Fernall blue
eyes, black eyes and melting gray; by
the way, that little monkey Rosa,
isn't bad looking. rather fancy that
peculiar shade OF brown hair. She
would make tolerable study for my
next heroine. I may rs we'll put her
to some useful purpose. Heigho! I
think Aunt Meg was crazy to invite oil
those girls here Mt once!"
He paused a moment, as the merry
pearl of girlish laughter echoed in the
adjoining apartment.
"They're laughing at me. Girls
always thiuk bachelor fair game.
Tap! tap! tap! sounded softly On
the panel of his door, and he hal just
time to take his heels off the table
before Flora Edgeworth put her head
into the room.
"Cousin Kenneth, are you there?"
"Well, what's wanting now?"
stMay we come in?'
81 may as we'll say yes!"
81 just want the girls to see what o
dear little den you've got here"
Flora threw open the door, and i'd
mitted her two companions.
"Here he is, girls the old bachelor,
as he appears in his native willis"
Snow, young ladies'" said Mr.. Ross,
throwing his half.smoked cigar out OF
the window, "I'll trouble you to be q
little less unceremonious!"
For Alice and Flora had pounced on
his sheets OF loose manuscript like
honey bees on bed of heliotrope, and
were laughing over tho rather ilieGible
chirography. Miss Fernall stood
near the door, little confused and
very pretty, in her bushes and uncer-
taintY.
Don't be cross, Kenneth" said
Flora. "We're going down to the
post Office now. ROSA Fernall has
written n twelve-page letter to her
sweetheart out in Canada"
"Flora!" exclaimed Rosa.
"And," pursued the relentless
Flora. "we're going to post it. Come,
girls.
And Mr.. Ross was left alono with
the heavy musk roses nodding at the
open easement and the dreamy muir
muir of maple boughs and far-oG bees
in his ear.
GA tweIve-page letter to her sweet
heart!" he pondered. "She must have
had something very interesting to
write. Canada, eh? I wish it was
Van Tiemen's Land"
Mr.. Ross rose from his easy-chair,
and began to walk up and down the
floor.
"It's too confounded hot to breathe
here!" he said, impatiently taking up
his hat. "Ill 60 and take tramp in
the woods.
Flora Edgeworth had succeeded in
planting n ranking thorn in her cous-
in's breast, all unconscious though she
had been.
The sun was low in the sky wher
Kenneth returned from his abstracted
ramble in the woods, and the wide,
fashioned country house was very
still as he ascended toward his OWL
apartment.
"dallo
Mr.. Ross gazed vacantly round the
room with something of the Dcwil-
dered feeling that might have be-
longed to the Eastern Prince when be
found himself transported from pole
to pole in an enchanted dream.
'l'm in the wrong room, believe
for there is Flora Edgeworth's light
wrap on the bed, and Rosa's hat and
10 end of ribbons and gloves and lace
collars on the bureau. "
He balanced the coquettish little
shat" on his hand.
$50 this is the fashionable style o.
chapeau, eh? ] wonder now whether
Rosa's hat would fit me"
Mr.. Ross adjusted the article
iauntily on one side of his curls, ano
viewed himself in the mirror.
"Upon my word, it don't look Sc
bad! And now where's the sacque
A little tight in the sleeves, but other
wise quito decent fit if n fellow holds
his arms we'll back. There's Alice
blue muslin dress. I've two minds ant
half to put it on, just for the joke o
the thing!
Amomentary silence ensued, broker
by the rustling OF muslin.
"Don't meet round the waist by
good six inches, but | can hold it up
wonder what makes the thing dra!
on the floor and cling round one
legs SO! Oh, I know-the crinolin
ought to 60 under!"
"I'm not certain but that ! shoul'