Mineral Point weekly tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1859-1868, 1865-02-01

Confess now he whispered, laughing
BE good, Ruby, and own up honestly, Al
have If you don't, III tell what 20,
said in your sleep just now
'Oh. wasn't asleep, Hunt, | only pre-
tended to be.'
On did ?
Hunt looked Mortified incredulity, and
made movement to Withdraw hi. arm
and put the little head back upon the sill
ken cushion, muttel ing something that
~oun led like 1.-The young coquette + but
Ruby, stealing an arm around his neck
said, half saucy, half earnest:
Don't scold, now, and III confess. You
.ea. Hunt, YOU re SO long in coming tn the
point, and-somebody else came wooine
last night"
Somebody else p
Ruby laughed.
Il shan't tell you 'vho regular old
moncy-bag-, though, from whose clutch
es | wanted you to rescue me-
Ruby, wish ever could te when
you are making fun Of me-
The other DusenLury came again very
soon Money bags" Ruby called him
and did the hrnors for him more bewitch.
insly than ever How entertaining che
was, and hoW delighted Papa St. Maur
was.
And then, in q few days, Money bags
came again, and this time he brought Iii f
St. Maur the most magnificent present -
a set of rubics, tha. made her pretty eyes
sparkle with de ightful vivacitv.
These, he said, Significantly, "are for
the future Mrs Dusenbury"
ooh !" Ruby said innocently, Il thought
they were Tor me
"De you like them?'
4" | never saw anything half so beauti-
full
I'D give you them, and grea, deal
more besides, if you 4 promise to be Mrs.
Duscubury.
Ruby played with the sparkling stones.
and looked persistentlv at her slipper a,
least two minutes Then, lifting to her
aged suitor pair Of eyes, whose radiance
dazzled him so that he didn know whe.h-
er he was in the counting room, or some
body had thrown brick through the
window, or q thunder storm had come up,
and the lightning was playing itfully
around his wrink'cd old face
"Is I'm going to be hribed," she said
-weetlv, lit must be with something more
than ruby necklace
"Anythin. in the world, sweet girl, -
the half of all Ipossess.
You re not in earnest Mr. Dusenbury
of course not You gentlemen are grea,
deal fonder of making promises than you
IRE Of keepin. them" Ruby said archly
Never was so much in earnest in my
lie get me pen and paper and III show
you
Taking him ut his word and tantalizing
him with roguishlv expressed doubt. Ruby
danced away and brought him the required
articles. He dill not expect to be taken
80 at his word but humoring her whim,
as c ca led it, Moneybag- drew ur in
re-n ar business form. paper in which
he obligated himself to bestow on Miss
Ruby St Maur the half OF all he poss sessed
the day she became Mrs. Dnsenbury.
Ruby kept up constant FIRE of jest and
langh and general witchery, but took pos
session Of the document in triumph. and
promised Money bags that she ,hou aim
the fluff lment of the obligation it con-
tained at an early day. Both Mr. St Mau
and Money ybags were in ecstasy.
A week dropped owly away, and
Moneybag. quit, neglected hi. bu.ine-s
Mt the counting rom in order to dine with
his d friend St Maur lie really seem
ed to he getting humanized.
One night Miss st Maur kept dinner
waiting again, till the two gentlemen grew
somewhat impatient and Mr.. St Maur,
.umrnoning aservant, sent to inquire after
her
Before the servant returned, however,
Ruby her-e camc-not in dinner al tire,
howe ,er, nor a one; but with bridal fow-
ers in her hat, md her snowily gloved
hand confiiingv resting upon tho arm OF
Mr.. Hunt Duscnburv
Really, upon my word. began Mr. st,
Maur
You won't let papa scold. will you p
Ruby said, putting out coaxins hand to
Monevhag-. and in a comical'y audible
voice, aside, Shall We kneel down
Hunt ~
Mol.eybag. looked fe-cely at the little
olive branch Ruby he i out to him abou:
half minute.
"Humph," he growled, Il suppose you re
married ,"
"Oh. yes" Euhy said, placidly, it's al
right I'm Mrs Du-enhury fast enough.
Mon-ybngs tried to look Plutonian grim
ne.s and frowned till his grey eyebrow
bristled. But il wouldn't do. The humol
of the thing was too apparent Besides
he nas glad OF an excuse to welcome bach
that young hopeful of his. So, melting