The Evansville journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ind.) 1866-1870, 1869-05-01
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fall to pieces every minute uon
think he was properly put together;
he squiuted dreadfully and his voice
squeaked.
I presume no one would call Amin
idab Fagge a handsome man. |
knew as soon as my eyes fell on him
that he, for one, had never been soil
ed by fattery.
For reasons that you doubtless un-
derstand, none of the young ladies at
Mrs. Tremain's took the slightest no.
tice OF Mr.. Fagge. For that very rea
son | entered into conversation with
him, and found that be wasn't fool,
and that is saying considerable. |
even danced with him once.
| was not anxious to try 1t again.
| never danced with a pair of ours,
but | think | can now.
Mr.. Fagge asked permission to call
upon me, and | replied that | should
be happy To see him at any time.
The next day he made his appear
anee. Father looked at him in as
tonishment. / proceeded to make
the gentlemen acquainted.
: Dear father. this is Mr.. Aminidab
F8gge; Mr.. F8gge. my father"
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father was eccentric, and we then fell
into conversation. | believe l re-
marked before that Mr. Fagge was not
a fool. On the contrary, he had the
largest assortment of general inform
alton 10 his head of any person ever
met He had fresh, original way of
expressing himself, too, that was quite
charming TO me. found myself be
coming quite interested in him In
spite Of myself, and at last when he
arose TO 90 / pressed him to call
agaio. He promised to, but as saw
him going down the steps [ felt that
he never would, for it did not seem
possible he could ever reach home
without breaking his neck. He seem
ed to be wa. king on stills, and one
would have thought this his first at
tempt.
W hile | was watching him, father
returned to the parlor. DO you
know who that is, Beatrice?" he
asked.
Certainly, that is Mr.. Aminidab
Fagge," | replied.
. Fudgel l know that. But what
is hep"
"Ohl we'll really, father, I don't
know Possibly, he is a perambulat-
ing tin merchant"
half expected father would go
into commissions; but he didn't,
though he seemed very much excited
AT last he Gained himself enough to
ask what Aminidab had called for.
To see me, l suppose. He didn't
ask for any one else. made his ac-
quaintance last night, at Mrs. Ire
main 5.
Father began to boil again. Hes
nothing but poor miserable fortune
hunter, and if he comes here again |
will kick him out of the house"
Don't father; it might hurt him"
Beatrice" " 10 voice of thunder,
go to your room"
[ made my exit. The paternal Pug
gins, when he gets excited, will be
obeyed. retired to my room. Was
there not some romance In this?
enjoyed it highly. There was every
thing In it to make it interesting to a
young lady of my temperament. There
was the stern and cruel parent, the
poor but noble lover, and myself.
I felt that nv hero had arrived. The
love for which l had been waiting so
long had at last arrived in the person
of Aminidab. HorrIbler you ex
claim, OIL no; the uglIest person In
the world, when seen through a
lovers eyes, will look lovely. Mr.
Fagge began to grow beautiful In my
eyes from the moment that father
Threatened TO kick him from the door
He called the next day while father
was cut L received him IN the par
lor. tod him, as gently as l could,
that father had conceived dislike
for him.
Impossible" said Mr.. Fagge.
" Not at all. He said he would aid
you 10 making your exit from oui
door if be caught you here again"
= [ think [ had better retire" said
he.
OH no; father is never home at
this hour"
But this is dishonorable."
I'VE can't help dislikes, you know,
Mr. Fagge," [ said, with my most be-
witching smile. You called to see
me, believe; [ am of age, and L shall
be happy to see you at any time when
you please to call"
An angelic smile lighted up his
c0untenance. and TO me he seemed
really beautiful. When we parted al
sac door he pressed my hand slightly
Obl it was SO sweet.
After that, Mr.. Fagge and were
together almost every day for fort.
night. Luckily my father was not
aware of this. dad not suppose be
would ever put his threat into execu
rion; but still, had he found US to.
gether, he might have made use o.
some rather harsh words, and they
might have caused an u0pleasansness
But | felt that this could not Away:
last. There would be an explosion
some day. [: came rather sooner
than | expected.
Mr.. Fagge and [ were together
We had been talking as usual. nearly
half an hour, when he turned sud
denly to me and said. Beatrice, there
is something that l have been wishing
10 tell you some time"
''Indeedr' I gave him a glorious
smile. What can it BET"
"Beatriee"-I knew by the way hi
moustache bristled up what was con
ing-"I love you"
rs that ALP"
is not that enough?"
WHY. [ thought by the expression
of your countenance that it wa:
something more serious"
1T viii be serious enough for me
unless you tell me that my love is re.
turrvf" he said, throwing himself or
his kp ses before me.
.Iadeed." L was wandering how
lie was ever going to get up. Tha
VS. \ very serious consideration.
Can you love me?
ald hot ieeI quite certain abou
that: 10 fact, I think that | was a
r'rob IN daubt about the state of m