The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1871-10-12

pretty shoulder touched hi, own sbasay
orcreoat in hcsituiiag ,art ofa vaf
iicciled}g ibis Is getting quite foioap-
ae thouga BE-, and il.cn with mI audible
whisper, wlat would Maria sar
The n.toi ihai long. drcar, lile was
dclicioa. With TIE shoulder against bis
own iIoW calamity De- Jumped up 70
puil llic strap for her by some arrak Of
fortune i happened 20 be ai the very
street Be intended g stop And under
ihe circumstances we hardly blame him,
when the ears stopped 50 suddenly that
.he caugli ~ his arm for support, ior thc
squeeze ho gave ihe plump rosy hand
auy man of sense wonid have Done iLc
same IL was sach an inviting little Ills.
Allow me to carry your basket. Miss,
as cur path lies ia the same direction,
,aid Mr. Eigc, courteously, relieving her
81 her burden as he spoke; and-ana-
mas be you'd find less difficulty lfyou'd
take nv arm
Well, wasn't Il delightful. Mr. Edge
forgot he wei streets and pitch, darkness.
he thought he was waking on roses.
Only Al he approached hi. door he began
to feel littlo nervous, and wished the
little iucoguiio would not hold oil 80 tight.
suppose Maria should be at the window
on the lookout, as she often was, how
would She interpret matters; He could
not make ber believe that he only wanted
to be polite 20 the fair traveller, Besides,
bis sweeping declarations in The morning
Size would be sure 10 recall them. As lie
stopped OF the right number bid the blue
eyes adieu, he was astonished TO see her
run mp tho steps TO enter. Gracious APP
polo! be burst into cold perspiration at
the idea Of the young lady's error,
| think you must have made mistake,
Miss, he stammcred, this can't be your
house.
But it was too late--shc was already in
the brilliantly lighted hall, and turning
around threw or her dripping habIiments
and made a low courtesy.
Why its my wife. gasped Mr. Edge.
And happy TO see YOU have not forgot
ten all your gallantry towards rs ladies',
pursued the merciless little puss, her blue
cyes-they were pretiy-all in q dance
with suppressed roguery.
Edge looked from ceiling 10 floor in
vain search Of loop-hoe to ret'eat, but
the search was unavailing.
Wen, he said in the most sheepsh of
tones. Its the first time ! was ever po-
lite 10 lady in the cars and hang me If il
shan't be the last.
You see, my dear, said the ccstaiic lit
tie lady, didn't expect to be delayed so
long, and hadn't any idea should meet
with such attention in The cars, and that
from my husband too? Goodness gra-
cious, how Aunt Priscilla will enjoy the
Joke.
If YOU tell that old IIarpie, | will never
near Tue iasl Oh H. said Rage IN despera-
tioa.
Very probable, was the provoking re-
ply of his wife.
Now look here, darling, said Mr.. Edge,
coaxingly, You won't say anything, will
You? a fellow don't want to be laughed
at by all the world. say Maria, You
shall have the prettiest furs in New York,
ifyou will only keep quiet You shall, up
on my honor.
The terms were satisfactory, and Maria
capitulated-who wouldn't? And that is
the way she got those splendid furs that
filled the hearts of all her female friends
with envy. And perhaps it was what
made Mr.. Edge such courteous husband
ever since.