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mer 5 large country wagon, Uouhu iVr hVh''"u
farm
"Whv. laws massa John this isn't Mis-
sus Patterson, sit? didn't think she was
half as purity as she is.
"Wall, 'tsn't Mrs. Patterson; it's gal she
has workin' for her. Her names Fanny VII
son.
"Wby how dye do, Miss Fanny Wilson
Take scat on this cheer by the winder where
it's cool, for know ye are warm, and eenamost
smothered ridn' through the hot sun. Here,
take this turkey wing an fan yourself It's
all the fan we've got, but rlebhy it'll do ye
some good"
And Jennie slept that night a room in the
old farm house where the honey-suckles shaded
the windows, and whippoorwill sang in the
moonlight among the branches Of the giant
locust tree in front.
"Why, aunt Polly, what gay little scam
stress you have got here"
George Hall has grown to be quite hand
some young man, and he was as mischievous
as ever He was smoking bis cigar directly
beneath the window where the honey-suckles
grew, Just as the August sun was setting be-
hind the distant bills.
"Wall, yes but George" said aunt Polly,
you hadn't oughter set there talkin' to her, a
keepin' her from her work all AFTERNOON, an a
readin' poetry to her, an sich."
"Wby not, aunt Polly? am sure she Is a
nice girl"
"She may be nice gal, but
But what, aunt Polly?'
"Wby, she's only sowin' gal, and you
know you could git old Martins darter Sally
any time you'd mind to say the word, an
then only think, old Martins goin' to give her
a thousand dollars, an their ole cream mare,
an that spotted COW, an let her live In that new
log house he put up for Bill Stevens to live
in on the back side Of the farm, when she gifts
married. 49,.
"Poh what do | care for that !" replied
George, as he Knocked the ashes from bis cigar.
" say, aunt Polly, your seamstress has got my
heart. aud am going to ask her to marry me
the first chance get. Why, one curl of her
hair is worth more than all old Martins farm,
girl aud all"
Aunt Polly tried to faint, but could not
As soon as she could speak she cried: Geo.
Hall, you marry sowin' gal you, with all
yer eldicaton-an eddication good enough to
be President Aud you want to marry a
sowin gal /"
al shall not marry sewing girl merely,
but shall marry a beautiful voting lady,
whose intellect is far superior TO mine, and
whose manners would grace the Court Of the
King Of England any time. | am not such
an idiot as to care two straws whether she sews
for wages or knits letting to kill time"
She's a swccs gal, arter all, an don't be-
lieyo but that she'd make good enough wife,
said aunt Polly.
"Well, the next day George put the qiics-
ton boldly to the pretty seamstrcss, and the
pretty little scamstress cried little, and blush
ed a great deal, and answered, softly Eyes
at last
But George" said Jennie, when the mat
ter was settled, :" have deceived you about
two things"
"What arc they ?" quickly demanded George,
as lie pressed her closer TO him.
My name is not Fanny Wilson, my name
is Jennie Wilbur; and am not soamsress,
as you supposed, the part was only assumed
am a rich heiress now, one Of my uncles died
leaving me his sole heir to five hundred thou
sand dollars, and you did not know this, so |
am sure you loved NE for my own sake
"Hello" said George, and you are the
same little Jennie that used to play with years
ago."
"Yes, George, said the heiress, dsmurely."
And aunt Polly, when she learned that
George had gained what half the e2quisites
Of New York had been striving for, for the
las. six months, came to the wise conclusion
that old Martins darter Sal, with the old
cream mare and the " thousand dollars,
didn't come nowhars near
Jennie Wilbur had been wooed for hersdt
at llst-wooed and won.