Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1869-07-16
srlctt storp.
IN UNCOMMON LOTER'S
QUARREL.

| NV harp i All OUT oi tune tue pIauo J.
discordant; the canaries pipe shrill
whistle instead OF their soft notes; and it
rains-And-
And what, child?' said the pleasant
voice of Aunt Mary Denman. as she ex-
amined the countenance other niece.
And | wish was dead. or had never
been born-or something-l scarcely
know what; and Maggie Meredi,h's
beautiful lips were pouted, and strange
cloud of Sullenness and dissatisfaction
hung portentously over the fresh young
/ face.
Il dislike very much Maggie, to hear
such remarks Is these you have just ut
tered from any lips; much more, my
dear, from yours. Life is not all sun
shine and sweetness but it remains with
US as God-loying, God-iearing individuals,
to be content with the part asSignedto us
and live it out patiently
oh, YES, that is all very nice TO talk
about, but suppose one wasn't given any
patience TO start with? Does body pos
sess a little root or slip ofany thing, why,
one can cultivate it, of course; but pa
tience can't be manufactured.
Harvey is all the time lecturing me.
Ifit be necessary TO find so much fault
now, the probabilities are we shall never
DO happy; for | cannot, and will not, en-
dure so much badgering. | told him so
last night and gave him back our engage
ment ring, and Maggie held up her fore
finger obviously and | told him never
to come near ME again Ivow | won't
be everlastingly talkedto; so there
You have trifed, Maggie, with one oil
the noblest men God ever made; thrown
away the costGest pearl he will ever offer
you. Maggie, am astonished.'
Oh, mercy, if this isn't tedious! You
talk, Auntie, like crazy person. Do you
imagine. for moment, that court this
everlasting humdrumming am compell-
al to listen to. at home and abroad, from
relatives, friends, and lover? Do you
suppose that do not, from the bottom oi
my heart, deplore the fate that sent me
into this breathing world, scarce made
up, and that 50 lamely and unfaShionably
that dogs bark at me as halt by them :
Richard suppose, was talking about the
hump on his back refer TO my mental
and moral dsformity. Someway every
body seems to feel at liberty to descan
on my infirmities and right before my
face aud eyes too. i didn't tell Harvey
TO make love to me, and run afterme two
years before he got chance to whisper
word of it. He has got impudeact
there is no mistake about that
WHAT'S the trouble between you anC
Harvey, my dear inquired Auntie, en-
deavoring to calm herself, for Maggie
was very dear to her. Ever since th'
death of her parents, some five years pre-
yious, Aunt Mary hadhad the care of he
niece. She was keenly alive TO the faults
of the girl, but believed that time, expe
rience, and the love of the really worth!
man to whom Maggie was betrothed
would round off the rough edges in he
character, and bring out, like gold from
the refiner's fire. the traits of true nobilit.
she knew she possessed.
Like the majority of quarrels, replied
Maggie, 1T originated from just nothing
said that hated beggars. that's ALL
Why, Maggie, are you deranged
said Auntie, who could with difficulty re
press a smile. You of all others to sa..
such thing'-you who keep the kitchen
filled with the objects of your charity
How could YOU tell such a falsehood9