The Van Buren press., 1875-07-20
MISCELLANY.
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last thing she said to me was
I'm going to send somebody down tc
see you afore long, an l hope you'll act
like sensible girl, an not stand in youl
own light. He's smart as the averidge
and hes got the best farm know on any
where in our section of country. You
couldn't do better
hadn' the faintest idea that she would
do as she had said, but | began to be
lieve that she meant business when re
ceived the following letter.
4DEAR NIECE MARiAR: I've told Mr.
Green about you, an he's goin to come
down to your place. next week. | do hope
you'll like him. fora better husband new
er lived than ned make you Afore Me
hatable-that was his first wife--died, he
was one Of the best perviders / ever see
an the land knows he's had TO be sence
for that sister of his'n. that keeps house
for him is awful wasteful. He's conside
rable took up with you from my descrip
ton, an know he'll like you. Any body
that's S smart and capable, can do well to
marry him. The children are purity be
haved, and take after ther father. Now
dou't think he won't suit you canse he
amt fixed up like young man He's
worth dozen young men, fur $ property Is
concerned, an Mehitablc used to say he
was awful lovin'. Do he sensible girl
Mariar, and not stand in your own light
From your afectionate aunt
PHILTNDA.'
For goodness sakcr exclaimed.
when l had read the letter through to
Sister Jane, What shall | do? Here i,
is Monday, and the letter ought to have
been here, last week. He's likely to hap.
pen along any time. Such an old fool as
Aunt Philinda is! The idea Of marry
ing an old widower with half dozen
children.
But they're purity behaved, and 'take
after father, said Jane. wiping the tears
from her eyes, and hardly able to talk for
laughing. And he's awful lovin'n
Il don't want any of his loving ways
round me- said I, Indignantly. L won,
speak to him She might have known
better. think it regular insult
I'm tell you what" cried Jane, her
eyes luminous with n bright idea. lie,
me pretend that I'm you. I'll be Mari
ar, for the time being, and you be Jane.
what good will it do P asked
Ever so much answered she Faith.
err and mother wont be back for four OF
five days, and can tire him ont before
that time. I'll be deaf, won't that be
splendid2 | won't be able to hear any
thing lower than q scout
Irm agreeable to the plan, l said
And Jane began to make preparations for
her wooer She combed down her hair
smoothly on each side of her face
and put on mothers old mohair cap
Then she added spcctacles, and arrayed
herself in an antiquated old dress, When
she had finished her toilet, she looked old
maidish, assure you. ] laughed till
cried.
It's he. bet, cried Jane. IF it is,
remember I'm Mariar, and can't hear
you unless you talk very loud.
| went to the door aud opened it,
There stood Mr.. Green, assure you
He had ON his Sunday best. evidently,
and very comical he felt, Judging from
his actions He was wiping his face with
huge red and yellow handkerchief.
I'm Mr.. Green, he said, making bow
and introducing himself at the same
time. came to see Miss Mariar Law.
ton. Be you her?
She's expecting you; she's in the par
lor. Come in l said, choking with
laughter. You'll have to talk a little
louder than usual, for she's tri6e deaf
Deaf" exclaimed Mr. Green. Your
aunt did not mention that
BY that time we were in the parler.
Jane was all expectation. and did look so
comical, that l thought should laugh
or die. But managed to keep my face
tolerably straight, while l introduced
them.
Maria, this is Mr. Green, shouted I,
in shrill key, putting my mouth close
to her ear.
"A little louder said she. and I shout
ed. Mr., Green = an octave higher.
The poor man looked terribly dlsap-
pointed. His fancy had not painted her
in true colors, evidently.
'Ah, yes, Mr. Green said Jane, fairly
beaming with delight. How do you
do 2 and she shook the poor mans hand,
cuergctically. 'Jane, get Mr.. Green a
chair. Put it here by the side of mine,
so that he sen talk to me. I'm happy to
see you, sir Aunt Phiinda spoke of
YOU in very complimentary manner in
deed.
I'm glad of that, said Mr.. Green,
sinking into the chair
.Eh? What did yeu say ? said she,
turning her ear toward him. "A trihe