The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1868-06-19
Right at Last.

ously. Nc he folded little billet ard placed
il 10 IN envelope, lam Tot o ,uf' Of thistle.
down 20 be blown hiiher and yon on the
GUNNER v inds Of womsn's freaks and fan
|c,es. II she'll marry me. well and good-if
not. IN make 10 my mind to endure il as
b,s' may
He w.s tall rugged young fellow, with
bigh cuts. q cked with gold; dark spark.
Hing -yes. sno a forehead embrowned with
the Guns and .howers Of 20 years Of homes,
ltol.
'She knows well enough that I love- so.
Iiluquzpd Roysl as he walked along the fra.
grant solI'ude Of the quiet country lane. =
l'Perhsps sh,',l think this letter little sb.
lrupt. bu, then she's Ieriecily aware what a
roug-spd.,umble sort Of a fellow ] am
The letter sfore ementioned did psrtake
slightly Of the elements Of sbruptness. nor
was Royals spprehensions altogether
gsoundless. Thus il read:
MY DEAR DoRcAs: Will yoo marry me!
Yrs. or NO Il yA1 WARNER
For there's no earthly use in beating
about the bush,' thought honest Royal
/ Seven are IS good ss seven,y'
A. Drcss Brown. ct Dding in the milk.
room, peep.d down 10 the s'one jsr 10 zee
how much cream she had smsrs-d, some.
hing like tiny white bird futtered down
on the floor beside her.
Good grsciou.n ssid Dorcas, v i,h little
s'arr, '~hst's that, and where Gid il come
from!
The rosy crimson sWept over her face o.
she read the few brief words.
i jus, like Roys!' she laughed 10 her
self 'Yes, or no! WE'LL ihihk- ye.!
So Miss Dorcss crer' up stairs to her Ioom
and without ever stopping TO pull the sic. wee
down over her plump arms. wrote:
MY DEAR Royal: Yes.
DoRcAs BRowN.
4 think iha, is decided enough Tor him
'said Dorcse. And how ehsIl ! ever get i,
10 him without my fathers knowledge? He
wsn's me 10 be M's. Joe Trimmer
She hesi'ased . moment, and then lea I'd
ont OF he vind,w..
In the euI shine Of the door sat Ton m,
Ives, q poor hslf.wittsd fellow who ran cr.
rsndr. did odd jobs. and made himself gen
erslly useful 10 farmer Browns establish.
men,-s man in years. but child in mind
Tommy whispered Dorcss. softly.
Yes, Miss Dorcss, said the poor fellow.
starting suddenly from his dose.
I want you TO ske this note to Mr. War
ner for me. AID Tommy
Yes, Mss Dorcas
BE sure and don't let my father see H..
Remember that. Tommy
Tommy promised, sno started on biz mis-.
sion. but meeting farmer Brown in the keep
ing room he -c,td 80 sLeepish that the far.
msr suspected ,ast some,ning was wrong
aud cross mined him severelv. After the
olo man bsd le!i. Tommy looked for his note,
and at last uttered a purring graduation ss
he d. ew little billet from the table drawer.
4 d"n'' sxsc'lv mind putting IL in there,
hu' r'pur. l mbs, hs' done 90. Now Mr..
r., oil shsll hsve il quicke.!'
And Tommy sped swsy under the shelter.
ing shsdow OF the elm tee that ffinged the
lawn.
For me. Tommy!'
Yes. Tor you. Mr. Royal Miss Dorcss
says .Tsk- il to Mr. Warner for me. And
dou'i LEI father see u on no sccoun,' So |
did.'t le' him see it,
He ate ed T,mmy edRine along quickly
BY The Iosi ,ds before he opened the folded
billet.
Il was utterly and entirely blank. bnt
ses'cely bIsnk.r than Royal Warmers face,
a. he turned The ehset This way end that.
The next momon, the ho, sngry scarlet sui
fused his lace % he bi, his lips slmost cru.
ELY.
The insult was grs,uitous,' he murered
under HE breath. She need mol have added
that 10 the burden OF modification. Well,
,h- dream 10 over-I've been fool. I'm glad
Iknowi,.'
lie crnmpled the sheet OF unwrit,en pa.
per in his hand. end flung il smong the oil
yer white dali ~ in the pasture field, where
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