Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1873-01-31
two my senior. think; but What of fl,ats
Didn't you tell her that t was my rjsly

Didn't you tell her that twas sny uishy
Yes
And that had no eject.
.Nonc.'
.'riian, BY George! rll tell her nl1~lt.'
And without another word. Mr.. Masog
turned on his heel and started for home.
New the aboye conversation took place III,
that t.beautifui evening IN the month Of July
which Z undertook to describe ut the opening
Of my sfory. And You remember We leit
Miss Aagng sitting III the drawing room u
the handsome brick mahsioii on Congress
Avenue, enjoying the beautiful evening
Aforesaid ies,S she was enjoying It, but
rot alone, Hugh McGonagale SAT- beside
her, and he was enjnsing the evening too.
Della, do YOU know what I'm thinking
of? Hugh asked, placing his arm on the
back Of her chair, and beginning to play
with the trio ofrurls that dangled from the
back Of her clignon.
Why. Hugh, what = qliestion.-How
should II ! cannot read your thsnghts.,
% no, Of course not. Well, was wonder.
ing tp myself how you would like to se
caI-cd 5i,fs. HcGunagle.'
Well Mnghr And 1t Is my duty. a, :
faithful historian. to inform the read.y that
tho dear girl blushed ard looked down.
antk--and edged little nearer to her loyer !:
and as he had edged little nearer, too, v nv
there wasn't much room for 4 fellow 10
crowd in between them w.
Well, Della, do you think you love N.
well enough to become my wifes'
% Hughl how can you ask? You know
do love you.'
And then the two ppirs OF lips puckerea,
and something snacked, and continued 10
smack for nearly five minutes; and Dslia
had her head pillowed on Hugh's SHOULDER
all the time. ST.
! suppose your father. whom ! don't hap
pen to be acquainted with. will lave no se-
rious objections. my dcarr
my father! Great heavenss Mad toi-
gotten him, cried Della. - z,
Aud ! had forgotten nine, too said
Hugh.
Yes, my ia,her Viii object he has al
ready chosen ! husband for me, friend Of
his. and an old Bachelor. but he is very
wealthy. and :ather is determined that /
shall marry him.
And his name is John Loyeland.' said
Hugh. I've heard Of him. A dry old chip,
with no more heart than q sawlorssa But
he's, rich, and am poor.
o Hugh, what shall do?' sobbed Della.
that's ?ust what should like to know!'
yelled MIR. Magog, bursting into tile room
and confronting his daughter. whom he had
the satisfaction to find sitting ..ion Hugh
McGonagle's knee, with her beautiful arms
wound around his neck. &.
%! o! O!' screamed Miss Magog, throw
ing herself into an armchair, and covering
her face with her hands.
Mr.. Magog glared ut McGonagle, and the
latter gentleman glared at the former gentle
man. and the former geytlenan was very rca
in the face, while the latter Was uncommol,-
y pale: but he wes as cosl as if he had been
iced.
Wilt thou re.ch stars becausr they shire
III thee 2'f cried Mr., Magog, quoting Shake
speare without knowing it.
Mr.. McGonasle arose., walked to the win
low ,sand looking at the stars, said he didn't
.lipk he would. .i
no, Mr.. Magog, I'd rather not, If its all
he same to you.' And then, after pause,
1 presume Fam addressing Mr.. Aagox:'
.Yes sir"
All; Ithou8ht couldn't be mis>sken."
aid Hugh, snilfig blandly, although new
# had ths pleasure Of meeting you before.
recognized you in moment, from strsng !,
you bear to your father, whose
,crtfoit alorns the wall." And our hero
sayed his hand at the very lifelike represent
tisn ''in oii' Of the departed Obadiah Ma-,
.og, who was scowling fierccly ss everybody
a the room, tor no matter from what point
gu looked =. the portrait, those asFes lock
ng eyes were fixed upon you. ss
70, you did recogpsze me q You aro
uitc right in surprising that gsl aser met
'sfore, sir" growled Mr.. 76R:: .snd ii
'ou know what is best for J6s;siafsslG we shall
lever meet again. ,..S.s.s,4 @
On the contrary, M dear sif, hope to
ave the pleasure Of yAceting you quite often
little future. Tie truth is. Mr. Magax, /
m very muci, IN love with your daughter, IA
nd Il am happy to Inform you that sAe re
iprot ateA my love- :, 49,. 4, "a
Zen thousand
Hold, Mr.. Magas. Don't excite yourself, ,
beg. Hear me out, and then il you desire Ii
!, / will retire. for this evening ut least Ill
Bic. Masog flupa himself Into chair. quite {
xercosne with rage, for our hero Was so ex-
rrlingly cool that he didn't know what to /
o.or say anl he had foand that he couldn't
tighten hinl, 3tf:.ss. ~ 4 II
60 on, young man. Say what you've got ,
, say and then leave the house, !
Thank you. Believe me, | shall remem- /
er this Kindness, and repay II, when have /
le right. as your son-in-law,' .as iii
Mr.. Magog glafed. but said nothing. "a 81
Look at mo. sir. In form and feature lam h
ertainly not very Objectionable. A for my 9
Imily, whatever they were, aua The only J
left.' ,-.
That's lncky,' sneered Mr.. Magog. II
Perhaps 80, continued Hugh. / have q
othing to say about that" . a
,Go on Ia
We'll, sir, ! have not 50 much wealth As q
,u, but what have made myself Id
And you're spending it yourself, yrowled b
agog. View. see here, young man, what dc Ey
N wahtT :. . Ia