The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1877-09-20

A girl bAs no business TO tribe Ike this
with > mans feelings.
accidentally, Of eourse--in
the glsts as said this, aud this is what
sAw--A fair, boyish face, with =, com
pleHion ike girFs, and every scrap OF
aan sofaped of to make il grow more
strongly.
was annoyed with my face, my sp-
peArauce, my dress, with everything, al.
though | was healthy, straight, aud as
well dressed as young fellow could be,
II was ten O'Clock then, and bad
been two hours dressing will not re-
late bow many times bad parted and
4 rs4 parted nay hair, nor bow exercised In
/ my mind had been as to whether |
should wear the lavender trousers or the
palo.brown, and whelhet the plain blue
or the bue-and-whlte tie suited me the
better Suffice Il that there ! was IN the
plain blue tie, black coat, pale -bun drill
vesl, and those beautifully cut, son, neu-
iral brown trousers, gracefully falling
over patent leather boots, while more
glossy new hat than The one took out Of
the box was never seen.
There was not wrinkle in my pale
straw. colored Kid gloves when | started
and as got out into the bright July
sunshine, could not help smiling after
all with self-satisfaction.
was by no means the earliest arrival
at The Elms, aud as reached the gate !
could see the wsggonettes waiting, aud
the ladies' dresses through the trees as
the merry party rolled about the lawn,
waiting for The hour to start eleven
precisely.
/ How do, Jackson said Winnie's father
brusqGely, as he gave my straw-kidded,
hand a squeeze, aud | saw him run his
eye superciliously over my costume, with
the consequence that hot flush ran up
! to the roots Of my hair, and felt quite
cross as | walked across the lawn TO
where Winnie Morris was standing amid
group Of friends.
want to have five minutes talk with
you, Miss Morris, said gravely. viii
you let me speak to you when we are at
1 the grove?
Certainly, Mr.. Jackson, said she, half
/ laughing at my serious aspect; and then
| was alone and very uncomfortable; for
nobody seemed to make any advances TO
me as stalked solemnly about.
There's a rosebud for you, Fred, cried
merry voice, and Winnie jerked one TO
me out of basket.
| felt better then, till | saw that she
distributed one to every gentleman in
the party, when felt worse.
At last we were off, and sat sulkily
at the end one OF the wagonettes, for old
Morris had frustrated all my plans to
get near Winnie on the journey down TO
the grove, where the picnic was TO be in
honor of Winnie's eighteenth birthday.
| We reached the selected place, and at
last contrived that Winnie and should
be alone in one of the glades where in
impassioned tones ! spoke ofmy love,
begging for reply.
Really, Fred, cried Winnie at last,
drawing away her hand, don't think
you ought to ask for an answer now. |
have always liked you.
But ask for your love, l said, gloomi-
| ly.
Why, we are both very young yet,
Fred, and-Come, We must get back to
our friends.
You reject me then2
I'm afraid you are hungry, young man,
said voice that came upon me like
thunder-clap, or You would not talk ia
that Byronic strain. did not come toI
listen to you, but II young people choose
to talk stn1 In public places they must
take the consequences.
| gazed at the burly figure aud straw
hat before me, feeling endless humilia.
ton.
Papa! exclaimed Winnie, blnsbing.
Not cross, my dear. You've behaved
very sensibly. Now, young man, You
mean marriage, suppose?
Ofcourse, sir.
What is your income?
Well, sir, only hundred year. but
Yes; Of course, improve aud that sort
Of thing. You are clerk to the late
firm OF Greedie y Spray?
To ne firm, sir, and in their confidence.
Late firm. Ia the Gqzettc this morn
ing. Failed. Your income is nothing
Dinners ready. Come, If you are not
afraid Of soiing Yourself
II was all over then. This was why
50 easily got aholiday. was desperate
as the stern old fellow marched US o # 10
the dinner spread beneath great oak,
and Winnie did not even glance at me.
tore of my delicate gloves with
halfsassge smile; hung my bat on
tree, and kneeling down on the grass, |
set TO carving chickens for the guests.
| can't degrade myself too much now,
! said 10 aysef; and somehow in work.
Ing hard, aud getting terribly hot 10 sat-
lsfying The waits Of others, forgot my
own troubles, even wondering that I
should laugh good humoredly when 10
opening some bottled stout Il spnrtcd All
over my pale vest and snowy shirt.
AZ last, just a. we were about to re-
turn home, | was astonlshed by old Nor /
RE taxing me by tic arm.
Fred, be said, ! took you for fool, !
aud taiIor's dummy. see yon can act
ike man under dilieulties. Nothing
Ike trouble 10 bring man 10 his senses.