The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1877-10-04
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the country" Il ~ r.. 49,
~" Where is George?' asked Tom, to
change the: conversation; which The saw
did not please Fanny. al. Il IL ~;::!.,....
-. che went out with Alice some time
since, replied the farmers wife: - a
|ar,T The young man stepped out into the
moonlight, saving, -. = a.: .:..,,.:.:. : |
~" Come, Miss Fanny, will you not help
me seek the huants2' i:!i} rs.
"No; I'm: very tired. Pray excuse
mes replied, CURLY. >:.s> ..-.. :.
Vincent bit his lips,4 and went out
alone. - :!:ts. @>si :.'' ,f,:tth; ! i :;
Why, Fanny, girl, why don't you go
with the young: man2'':a inquired her
father, looking sharply at her, and sur
prised at her answer. ..
80, am tired, and my head aches"
she replied, turning her face to the win
dow as she spoke. =
~ thought you haven't seemed: we'll
these two OF three days back, Fanny
| said her mother. II will make you some
herb tea, and you had better go to bed
now. I'll bring the tea up to YOU
/ ''No, no, mother. 1t. isn't so bad as
that" she said, quickly. sit will be bet
ter by-and-by; and, beside, it is only
eight o'clock. I couldn't go to sleep if
| L retired. I will wait for Alice" =
All hour later Tom Vincent came back
to the house, and through the window he
saw that the farmer and his wife had re-
tired, and that Fanny was alone, with her
head bowed upon her hand, as if in deep
thought.
"Fanny," he said, in low tone, as he
entered and approached her, placing his
hand upon her bowed head, "Fanny,
what is ibis! In tearsY"
She started up, and, t1inging his hand
off, exclaimed, angrily:
''This is ungcntlemanly, to steal upon
me unawares and surprise me thus"
| II did not seek to surprise you, Fanny
You are ungenerous in your language"
he said, clasping her hand in his strong.
grasp. "But, Fanny, I must and will
know why you shun me so-why my
presence is so distasteful to you. viii
you not tell me?" he asked, and his voice
became low and tender. |tAh, Fanny"
he added, eff you knew how I loved you,
but how hopelessly, you would pity me,
and not treat me so unkindly. Do YOU
hate me Fanny?"
The young girl did not reply; she
turned her face away, and the little hands
which were in Toms no longer struggled
to be free, but lay quiet and passive; and
the young man felt that his case was not
so hopeless, after all.
"Fanny-Fanny Randall-you do not
hate me, and you do love me! Will YOU
be my wife, Fanny?" he asked, in tender
accents.
! She turned her face toward him now.
and light was in her beautiful ewes
which Tom understood full we'll, for he
clasped her to his heart in first and
long embrace.
Soon after George and Alice came in.
and their countenance also told story
similar to that which was written on the
happy faces of Tom and Fanny.
"Now, George, I've an action against
you," said Tom, as his friend returned.
"You'.ve been filling this young lady's
head with information concerning your
humble servant-to wit, that he is Der
feet woman-hater, that he dcspises all
that appcrtains to the country, ct cctera,
ct cetera. I'll be even with YOU vet
friend Georgc!''
$50, no! something has come to pass,
I supnose?" said George, laughing
"Turned out just as I thought it would
All right Thank me, Tom, YOU lucky
fellow; for by the very means I took vol,
have won your case. 1t pays to come in
to the country fishing, doesn't it? But
you Fam" he said, turning to her, "what
sort Of a bait have you been using to
catch the best fish in the husband market
l know of-my old friend here? Well,
Alice and can tell you that we've not
been idle all this time, either; can't we,
Alice?" But both the girls had vanished,
and the young men were alone.
The next morning there were long COLI
situations with the farmer and his wife,
and when the two young men left them
their smiling faces told their story of
their success. But, though they left the
farmhouse that day, yet before the earth
was covered with winters SHOWS they came
again; and when they once more returned
to their homes they were not alone, for
the two blushing brides who accom-
panied them bore evidence to the success
of the summers visit. But with the we'd
dings, did not terminate. George Warmers
raillery to his friend concerning their
summers fishing and "Fanny's bait.