Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1873-07-17

AUSTIN, MOWER COZ
There wcro remedies i'll that box for
everything ; and it WAS pleasant to find
that when there was Il crawling selsl-
tlon in your flesh or kind Of uneasy
feeling in your legs, there were dear
little globules to he had Just suited for
tho symptoms i; that to find yourself
very angry about nothing indicated
pulsatilla, and that even for unrequitctl
love there was a medicine.
For two months and more MIR. Pat
tcrson boarded with Mrs. Muntlc, and
happier months lie had never lived
through. Then he went bnck to the
:ity for few weeks, returned in ur-
gent need of more pellets from the
medicine chest and stayed until the
last pink chrysanthemum was bloom
ing on its witlerod branches. He had
Txs'wn so fond of his little room, with
11ct cl,ed llurtains and fresh grass
blca, :-:~>:, of the country good
things, and of the cosy nursing of Mrs
Muntlc, that he could scarcely bear the
thought of parting with them alto
gether.
After all, why could not he buy a
house, and try to get Mrs. Muntle to
keep it for him? Perhaps she would.
He would offer her high salary, and
she would have plenty of servants.
Then, indeed, he might have friends
to dine with him, and be rs happy us
possible.
If only he could approach his host
ess showing her as he did so that he
condilered her his equal and lady,
and all that, as she certainly was-a
little countryfel, of course, but a
clergyman's daughter and the widow
of country doctor.
! After much consideration he finally
mustered courage for the effort, and
walked into the front parlor, sent the
small servant to ssk Mrs. Muntle to STEP
there for a moment, if she pleased.
Gracious - thought Mrs. Muntle,
"What can he want?"
Then she blusllcd brightly, settled
her necktie, took of her apron anu
walked demurely in.
"Be seated, ma'ma," said Mr.. Pat
tcrson. /" "Pleasc to sit here. Allow
me to sit near you. have something
to say which may require some con
sideration
ooh, dear, it's coming!" said Mrs
Muntle.
~ suppose you know I'm man O,
considerable means, ma 'am,'' said thu
old bachelor, cable to buy niot
house, furnish it well, and live in il
comfortably"
$50 I've understood, Mr.. Pattor
son." said the widow.
| ''And of course it's pleasanter to
live that way than in bachelor lodg
iDgs, or ut Il hotel" said MIR. Patter.
son.
81 should Judge it might be," said
Mrs. Muntle, cautiously.
"Yeu judge rightly" said Mr..
Patterson, but you know bachelor
must he in the hands of servants if he
keeps house. A gentleman don't want
that; he wants lady to superintend
things for him-some one of taste and
refinement, and all that. Common
people don't understand his feelings
and mcrcenary servants are a very poor
dependence"
81 know that" said Mrs. Muntle.
"You are almost as much alone rs
l, amt you, Mrs. Muntle? 2" said Mr..
Patterson, coaxingly.
The doctor knew him. He's going
to do il, just as he said he would if he
ever did," said the lady to herself.
Aloud he answered:
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true. All my children are married.
IL know money would be no object
to you," said Mr.. Patterson. "You
have enough. But If were to tell
you that l hated boarding houses, and
wanted home think you would have
pity on me. I'll buy beautiful house,
and yon shall have complete control
Of everything; only to make my
strawberry short-cake for me all my
life."
He paused and looked at the lady.
seThat is de1icately put, ," he thought
"Nor will you hire out for house
keeper in that, 1 fancy"
81 ain't romantic, though" sail
Mrs. Muntle; "but, still, We aim
young neither of us, and it gets to bt
just that with the most sentimental
after while"
"Dont refuse me-" pleaded Mr.
Patterson.
"Well, Mr.. Patterson, I won't, ,
said Mrs. Muntle. "I'm my own mis-
tress, and though I've never thought o
q second marriage, why, I think I'm
warranted in making one. And, nc
doubt, shall never repent, for think
you've fine disposition, and under.
stand your ways and tastes.''
MIR. Patterson listened. He saw what
he had done: proposed and been
accepted without having any idea what
he was about.
He looked at Mrs. Muntle; she was
very nice and fresh and comely, and
ten years his junior, at least, if she
was forty. He could not have done q
better thing, and he would be married
without any troublesome courting. So
he put his arm about Mrs. Muntle's
waist, and said:
"T1ank you, my dear. conside,
myself very lucky"
| Ho wrote to his good doctor il
about a fortnight's time, to tell him
that he had taken both his prescrlp,
tions, and was married man and in.
tended to bring his bride home about
Christmas.
Trouble with Brui,,-..IiOw n Grizzl,
Dispersed Man, Two Mules, and :
| Wagon.
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