The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1877-01-04
tion /; besides. you'll step on the ruffles.
You may go and help Matty, If you like.

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You may go and help Matty, If you like.
That young woman was baking pies
in the kitchen. She saw the Doctor
coming round the corner Of the house,
gave hurried glance at the bright bot
tom Of a tin pan she was holding, found
herself presentable, and greeted him
colnposed!y. She was very glad to see
him, she said. Wouiin't he come in ?
No, lie wouldn't come in, the day was
so beautiful. He would just stand on
the little brick pavement under the win
dow, and lean over the sill.
So there he stood under the grapevine
trellis, with little golden sunshine fall
ing over his hair and shoulders. Matty
observed that he looked thoroughly TN
loverliike, and concluded that be didn't
intend 10 propose. She also noticed
rip in his coat, and wondered who would
mend il for him.
Some way the talk veered round from
the weather to Woman's Rights.
Matty, on this, spoke mp.
She didn't at al! believe in the second
hand influence which reached the ballot
box through the agency of husbands and
brothers. "When vote" she said, 81
want to march to the polls and put in
my vote my own gelf.''
"What pretty spectacle you'd make,
Matty, with that rolling-pin in your
hand, and"
TIN not at all sure that want to
vote, - she interrupted. "But I would
just like to make some laws, that's all. -
"Well, you might petition the Legis-
iature," suggested the Doctor, eravely.
"Ch, they're not legal laws !; only So
cial customs and usages I'll tell you
just what [ mean" She laid the rolling
pin aside, with ali emphatic bang, placed
her foury arms akinlbo, looked very
earnest aud determined, md quite re-
gardless Of the fact that she and Dr.. Glib
son were in love with each other. ''Now
at a party, when q LADY sits alone in
stuff chair all the evening, not dancing,
and can't ask any one, oh, you know,
DR.. Gibson, you know"
s'How it is myself - interpolated he.
Chow it was at Mrs. Canpbeils the
other night. If had been Anna Rad
cliffe, or Dora Colliard, I'd have asked
some of you men to dance with me"
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the privilege of asking for whatever they
wish ?'' he retorted with half smile.
She answered that she thought just
that.
"Weu, Matty, quite agree with you.
7 not only think that they should have
this right in such case yoa mention,
but also in more serious affairs. For in
stance, women might, with perfect pro-
priety, make proposals of marriage.
Now, such an idea had never entered
Nfatty's foolish little head, and she seiz-
ment. The Doctor went on, with much
gravity:
'sI am aware that it would be a very
unconventional proceeding, and I am
afraid that no woman will ever be wise
enough to take the initiative i; and yet [
am persuaded that in many instances it
would be the most natural and beautiful
thing sho could do
He was looking unconsciousIy up at
the blue sky shining through the filagree
work OF vinelcaves above him. It was
evident he was thinking in the abstract
only, but a faltering little CDR. Gibson"
recalled him to the concrete. And there
stood Matty, smiling, blushing, dimp-
ling, ready TO extinguish herself in her
brown gingham apron.
s'Dr. Gibson, [ like yoii ever 50
much!" she faltered, bravely, bat breath
lessly.
The doctor jumped through an open
window, and made his proposal over
again.