The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1857-08-20
(" Is he here pn said M-s c,o..

is he here?" said Mrs. Gleason. quickly
mere! Yes, and his sixteen brothers an,
sisters and cousins all boarding at the Parkers
VINO are related in the fiftieth degree. and On
ing 70 stay nobody knows how long; and nov
we snail have to call and make parties, and on
nice little sociabes will be all ruined. It ia per
fectiy exasperatingl"
out now did you learn this, dear?"
Learn It! - she exclaimed, starting nm will
MOCK ferocity. Has not Daniel Hill been here
'ne last TWO hours, tormenting me in the par
;of. wnii ~. you were costly enjoying yourselves
IN the library? met him Just as / was com
ing IN. de grappled. could not escape. Il
ne was mere a minute, he was here an hour.
!nougnt! should go mad. / was so tired and
tnpsuent could not sit still. You might have
cr,Sket over three times. turned nv bonnet
wrong side out in nv agony. took ont nv
watch IN despair. might as we'll have drown.
60 myself. He was imperturbable. If I ever
SEQ MIN on the premises again, will shoot
MN and she sank back, exhausted.
wei" said Mrs. Gleason, thoughtfully. &" We
mss1 90 something to make them happy. A
party OF two and picnic, and perhaps sail.
WIZ satisfy the demands of hospitality"
", yes; and it won't be so bad, after all.
ali right" "'AAo IL
II think, however," said I. I" that nv office
mast be sadly in need of me by this time and
L ssall be forced to take my flight southwark. !"
No, you shall not" said Merle, energetical.
~" You and Tom shall stay to he p us through
IT., Will you leave me to the devouring
Merle" said Mr.. Gleason, quietly, sis their
cousin Philip among the number p"
don't know"
7 on did not ask?"
emo"
he is a lively fellow; intelligent and we'll.
vefsed IN ways and means. He would be real
acquisition to our party"
Il am not suffi ciently acouisitiye TO buv him
az SO dear rate" she said, turning to leave the
room.
There exclaimed Mr.. Gleason, when she
was gone, of all created animals, girls are the
most lnexplcable; and of all nexplicabilities,
Msrle Wynne stands at the head. I can't in
tnS least tell whether she is over head and ears
IN ,ove with Philip Marston, or whether she does
ntS care pins point for him. He danced at
70 adauce on her all last GUNNER, and / know
a would have been glad to marry her, but that /
i nix ne was absolutely afraid of her. Sometimes
bought she really loved him. At anv rate
81 got trick of blushing when his name was
% ,sntioned; but, bless me, you can't tell anv.
y ing by that. Mrs. Browning is right when
u 9 says girls blush one way, and love another.
a d pray, perhaps, third. There's no reason
a. der the sun why she should not fall in love
y Tn Philip Marston, and so l suppose she won't.
presume he is come with the rest of them, but
t.e does not seem to care whether he has or
lpt. Well, don't know. Its a. muddle.'n
:, Its q muddle," repeated to myself, as
stumbled into my room over a chair, which
I'd not Seen. "Confound it ! Get out of the
ny muttered, as l gave the chair kick,
'sat sent 1t spinning across the floor. If the
tion was as powerful as the reaction, it is a
tencer the chair did not come to pieces, for
toes tlngled for some minutes. In fact, |
'As IN most disagreeable frame of mind, and
'r while seemed to relapse into state of
'amltive barbsrism, so savage was nv mood. |
Sy thoughts went beating about the bush in an |
acertain way for short time, and then thew
anne down hot on the real matter in hand
Suppose Philip Marston does come, ,wbat ia
aes fall s n love w1R HIM. Gsna marry him. what
hen Nothing. Suppose she doesn't? Still
hilGren are making l shall 60 home in day
T two at farthest, and probably never see her
gain. At any rate, am nothing to her, nor
ae to me. will stay long enough to see which
>ay the wind blows, and then 60 back to my
ingy, stupid, old Office and boarding house. 1
'onder what under the sun was born into the
'orld for. There evidently isn't any room for
le."
In due course Of time, the Marstons and the
ILLS, male and female, overran Gleason house.
he ladies were cast in the common mould
air faces, smooth hair, embroidery, gossamer,
rinolipe, founces, and a general air of streamy
esq. Philip Marston, as the possible husband
f Merle Wynne, l took care to observe with a
egree of closeness not that it made any diff
srence to me who was her husband, but l felt |
natural curiosity. He was certainly fine
,oking; swell. cut features, sinewy figure"
nat was my first observation. "Polite, cour-
eous, high bred,' that was my second. "Good-
umored, vivacious, and witty" that was my
bird. "And, on the whole, he will do very
,ell for Merle" said, gnashing my teeth in
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