The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1869-07-22
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TO marry, III 90 WnaC GILL ioi hii', anu
possibly he may make something yet"
Ny ardor cooled at once. There was
not opposition enough to feed the fame
and consequently my love died out. That
evening Mr.. Torsoldof called. [ received
him coolly. He noticed it, and exerted
himself to be agreeable, but it was sig
nal failure. l never smiled once while
he remained. When he arose to depart,
followed him to the door and informed
him, as gently as 1 could, his company
could be dispensed with.
"What has happened, Beatrice Z" he
asked
"Nothing."
"You do not love me?"
"You are good at guessing, Mr.. Tor
seldorf," answered, smiling for the first
time that evening.
"Heartless p he muttered.
"Ob, no; but should be had I given
my heart to you"
MIR. Torseldorf jammed his hat over
his eyes and departed. I never saw him
after. I noticed change in my fathers
manner Immediately after. I saw that
his hopes had revived. He treated me
in the most affectionate manner, and for
some time all went we'll. But when eve
rything seems to be going on we'll with
you, you may be sure something is going
to happen. I have always found it so.
1t was at Mrs. Tremain's soiree that 1
met Aminidab Fagge. Mr.. Fagge was a
very common looking mortal. He had
red hair, gray eyes. fre-red moustache,
broken nose, and a variegated skin.
He was six feet in length and three inch
es in thickness. When he walked yeu
expected him to fall to pieces every min
ute. I don't think he was properly put
together; he squinted dreadfully, and his
voice squeaked.
1 presume no one would call Aminidab
Fagge a handsome man. 1 knew soon as
my eyes fell upon him that he, for one,
had never been spoiled by fattery.
For reasons that you doubtless under
stand, none of the young ladies at Mrs.
Tremain's took the lightest notice of
MIR. Fagge For that very reason [ en-
tered into conversation with him, and
found that he wasn't fool, and that is
saving considerable. I even danced with
him once.
l was not anxious to try it again. l
never danced with pair Of ours, but L
think I can now.
Mr.. Fagge asked permission to call up
on mo, and replied that should be hap
py to see him at any time.
The next day he made his appearance,
Father looked at him in astOnishment.
proceeded to make the gentlemen ac-
quainted.
aDear father, this is Mr.. Aminidab
Fagge-Mr. Fagge, my father"
Father bowed, muttered something like
Fagge-rag-shag, and left the room.
1 explained to Mr.. Fagge that my faith
er was eccentric, and we then fell into
conversation. 1 believe l remarked be-
fore that MI. Fagge was not fool. On
the contrary, be had the largest assort-
ment of general information in bis head
of any person I ever mot. He had a
fresh, original way of expressing himself,
too, that was quite charming to me. |
found myself becoming quite interested
in him in spite of myself, and at last
when he arose to go pressed him to call
again. He promised to, but as saw him
going down the steps felt that be never
would, for it did not seem possible he
could ever reach home without breaking
bis neck. He seemed to be walking on
stills, and one would have thought this
his first attempt.
While I was watching him, father re-
turned to the parlor.
"Do you know who that is, Beatrice u
be asked:
g Certainly, that is Mr.. Aminidab
Fagge," replied. :.
"Fudge! ! know that. But Whist is
he ?"
ooh we'll really, father, don't know.
Possibly he is a perambulating tin mer-
chant"
I half expected father would go into
convulsions but he didn't, though-he
seemed very much excited. At last he
calmed himself enough to ask what Amin
idab had called for.
"To see me, suppose. He didn't ask
for any one else. I made his acquaint-
ance last night at Mrs. Tremain's."
Father began to boil again.
"He's 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," in a voice of thunder, "go
10 your room"
i made my exit. The patcrnal Pug
gins, when he gets excited, will be obey
Cd. l retired to my room. Was there
not some romance in this? l enjoyed it
highly. There was everything in it to
make it interesting to a young lady OF
my temperature. There was the stern
and cruel parent, the poor but noble low
or, and myself. felt that my hero had
arrived. The love for which had been
waiting so long had at last arrived in the
rerson of Aminidab. Horrible" you
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