The St. Cloud journal. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1866-1876, 1871-05-04

up to her, Sammy. l can't do your
courtin' for ye. Show little pluck,
my boy. 1fTom Tyler: talks soft, do
you talk softer. Women-tolks like
ooaxin' and aatterin' and mebbe you
haven't Civ Sue enough OF it." "
! II am no match for lom Tyler al
the game,"' said the young man, mood
lily. "Your daughter has known my
mind these three years, and don't neei
any soft words to tell her of it. And
Father Barclay, the foolings that's bee,
going on for the last fortnight is kint
l can't put up with I. thought 20,
might have something to say about he
throwing herself away on . fellow
whose very name was etrange to her
three months ago; but I see sou have
no notion to meddle. She is likely to
follow her own bent, I suppose, for al
your opinion or mine. But there's ont
thing she's pla, ed fast and loose with
me long enough. I'll have it out with
her this night. She shall take he'
choice between us, and"
He stopped abruptly, and turned up
on his heel, for Thomas Tyler and the
farmers daughter were coming up the
walk bearing the basket of clothes be-
tween them.
That evening, when the supper table
was cleared away, and Mr.. Tyler had
gone down the road 10 the village, Sam
uel Dale, after some difficulty for .ht
Girl Of late had been shy Of his com
pany-procured an interview with SUSIE
Barclay.
"It has been on my mindito speak tt
you, Susie,'' he said, "for week, bu
you would never give me the chance
You know how matters have stood be-
tFeen Us these three years. We have
kept company together ever since
came to Barclay Farm, and though I've
never asked you to name the day,
think you've known my mind vel
enough. [ am not man Of many
words, and I haven't the Wit to tlattel
you with soft speeches, but I love YOU
Susie Barclay. Will you take me fo
husband this day month ?"
ola, Mr.. Dale !" said the girl, will
a toss of her pretty head, chow you
startle me! Take you for husband
indeed !! I am too young to marry thi
long while yet. I am sure I don,
know my own mind three days together
And I am afraid J wouldn't make 20,
good wife, and its better for both o
US to wait while, and"
He Interrupted her: "Susie, I hav
courted you three years. If wait long
or, it will be to see another man carr,
you off in a mouth. You've known M
long enough to learn your own min
about me. You must take me now, 0
you must me let CO."
"I am sure you are free to 60 if yo'
like" she said, flushing: "thers's. nc
body to hinder you: You have no righ
to speak to me like th.t. 1 am not you
servant, Samuel Dale. I never prom
ised to marry you, aud perhaps l ucve
will"
"You tell me hat," said the youn
man, bitterly, "after keeping me i
hand all these years /! Susan Barcla.
are you going to play me false, that 70
may marry q man you never heard {
three months ago?"
i"Who told you l was going to MARI
any onel" .~@a j. ~ .a'ss'~ ~
."'Do 4 need to be told j? Haven't
watched you siuce the day that man se
foot in your fathers house? And b.
j cause l trusted you, and thought you
known me too long to be taken with
newcomer, you carried on your court
ing before my eyes. You false-heart
ed girl ! But 10, you never were that
It's only that this smoothfaced cox
comb has bexitohed you. q Oh, Susie
can't you tell him there's an ,.hoaesl
heart that's loved you true these three
years, aud s. With. a frank word send
him packing "
"1t it's Mr.. Tyler you are talking
about" said SUSIE Barclay '.you ma.
set your heart at rest, for there's .oth
Jog but friendship between us. He'
never so much asked me to marry him
but he's pleasant, oivil-spoken gentle
mao. that doesn't call people names be
hind their backs; ). and I'll not stay her
and be scolded, Samuel Dale aud III
die an old maid before I'll marry th
cross husband you will make" > ':'4
"ls that your last word to me Z" b
said, sorrowfully. Then !: have5uy at
swer, aud Barclay farm is no place fo
me, though I thought to spend m
days here. Its manners for the Q
love to 60 when the new love comes. :
Well, goodnight : Susie. l wish 70
we'll, though you've given me q sol
heart to carry !; but oursea on the m.
that's come between me aud my girl !
She stole a sidelong glance, aud the
she saw how biz Euddy cheek b