Nebraska advertiser., 1868-06-25

"That's what papa gave to me when
was engaged him"
"What for 2"
81 don't know because it's customary
to wear one, suppose
"Don't you think Sam ought to have
given me one mama-so as to show ev-
erYbody I'm engaged Z"
BLESS the child He's nearly old
enough to be your father. Run along
aud finish your sewing"
Never mind mama, I've got the little
gold medal with-a hole in 1t, and | can
show theu that, can't 2"
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Mr.. Hslstead's been again to-day.
That's the fourth time this week. What
on earth does he want here 2"
ITO tell you the truth, l think he
wants Polly"
Ca. indeed! Our little Polly, too -
Now. John! Little Pollyp She's
very welI-grOwn girl, and was twenty
two yesterday"
twenty-five! How time flies 1,
seems bul little while since Sam White
went away, and yet it must be twelve
years
ave ought to have a letter this mail !;
IT'S nearly six months since the last, John.
/ wish that he would not write at all !;
hat girl Will never get settled through
that nonsense She II wait and wait, and
then he'll bring wife home"
There's no hurry. Bless my heart,
wife Why you were seven-and.twenty
when / married you"
That was your fault. l was quite
ready and willing years before, if you'd
only spoken up ike a man."
Il tell you what, wife, IT'S serious
thing-lhis proposing"
We'll, / hope the result has proved
as pleasant as the prospect was serious.
"All right. old lady. all right! There's
not much to grumble at. "
Why any spectator, had there been
one, should have seen Mrs. Hazeel sit
ting on her husbands knee with her
arm round his neck and tears in her
eyes, don't know; but so il was.
But about Mr. Halstead, John g.
"Well. my dear, if be speaks to me
as, suppose. being a curale, he will
shall give him leaf to speaS to her. /
need nol ask what you would do. | know
that every woman would like to have
one of her daughters married to par
son, though Pm sure l don't know why"
They re very nice people, John that's
why; much better than stupid farmers.
oh Why didn't you marry q Curate,
then-you had two chances 2"
Because - because i preferred
stupid, pipe-smoking farmer, like foo
like a wise woman, John, dear"
"All right, old lady, I'll give my con.
sent"
In due time consent was asked and
given, and Polly refused the curate, ten
Derby and kindly; offering him sisterly
afecuOn, which was not exactly what be
wanted. And he laid his plaint before
her father.
She says she's engaged, sir. and
showed me a medal"
And thereupon explanations were
given, and the curate went home worse
than ever so bad. indeed. that in three
months time, being o; good family, be
was obliged to be consoled by one of
seven grls at the vicarage, aid as no
body said anything about his little affair
al ihe farm, Polly attended in sisterly
way as one. of the brides maids. as ''iI
would moi do, you know, 10 have only sis
lers, though there are six of them"
Another year went by, and Mrs. Ha.
zeel had her way; there was 40 letter
from Sam.
Farmers aud doctors, and another Gu
rate, roo bat. laid serge to the fortress of
Polly's heart and been beaten off, and
compelled lo'retreal in despair.
Polly was as bright and lively, and did
up her abundau HAIR IN the same ravish-
ing masses as ever; but she had no love
for any one.
Old Git" toothless and little blind
used 10 trot about the place after her or
be carried in her arms; but as for grief
or care. Polly seemed to know them not.
At last her winter came.
"WhO do you think has come back,
Polly 2"
Sam"
"Yes-and his wife"
mo, faIher--no-dOn't say it. He
would not-could not-afIer all these
years"
Didn't tell you so, Polly! l knew
be would; they always do bring back
wives u
"Are you sure. father?"
"No; but old GaIherwool told me be
saw them in the :own. Sam, who has
grown brown and bearded and stout, and
liItIe foreign, looking woman, very
young, with him."
Poor Polly went to bed with dread :
ful hearlache-after all these years
Next morning they had hardly done
breakfast when a chaise was driven up
to the door by Sam himself, and a lady
was in it.
Poor Polly ran to the door with her
father and mother to welcome him home.
Put your foot on the step. Nina"
Yes, uncle" said Nina, with slight
ly foreign accent.
Polly no sooner heard the words than
she ran away without word and went
upstairs and had good cry. and then
came down eli blushlug and happy to see
Sam.
"What! This POllya My little
Polly! This fine, tall Hebe. my little
POllyl don't believe it. Oh, Polly,