Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1877-05-15

piazza, in bis rubber boots s,-which he
always put on for all wet occasions. lie
soon collected number of wedding and
visiting cards from the parlor. hammer
and tacks from the closet, and in few
moments was informing the public, by
mailing them in conspicuous places upon
the trees, that "Mrs. S G. Seagrave de-
sires your presence at the marriage OF
her daughter" etc that "Alrs. Buxton
receives Thursdays IN March, and The
Misses Argyle live on 2lst St." and TO
the great editicalion OF passers by, who
got out OF their carriages 10 see what
notices Mr.. Hunter could possibly have
been putting on his trees.
Meanwhile. mamma and Aunt Kittie
were finishing their calls. and having
reached the last house. mamma said,
with pretty air OF uncon Sciousness:
Don't mind abou, this call. dear; it's
near our house, aud you can run in any
time. I'll just stop for few minutes,
and you had better 60 homo and see II
Teddie is all light. l hardly felt easy
about leaving him with Darius. this
afternoon, he is such d mischievous little
monkey"
Now mamma-if the truth must be
/ told-was a little bit of matchmaker.
She was very happy herself in her mar
ried lite, and, like all good women who
are so situated. always spoke of the
seventy thousand unmarried females In
/ the State OF Massachusetts, with sigh
OF profound pity, and felt that however
many rights they might wish and claim.
there were moro wrongs than rights
about the ystter. Not that mamma
was one OF The little foolish, baby women,
ho dared rot say her soul was her own.
Oh, no; not by any means. She made
many an ambitious little flight into the
literary and artistic world. Bat though
often bringing home an olive leaf OF vic
tory, she loved best like the weary dove.
TO return 70 tho srk OF home and happi-
ness.
What wonder then. hat she regarded
with the deepest interest the mysteries
of what she thought ought to be the
ccurtship Of Mr.. James Curtis and her
pretty sister, Ki,tie! Mr.. Curtis was
prircipsl ot the \ academy Just over tho
way aud as Kiltie had been spending
tho winter with her sister, nothing was
more natura! than that Mr.. Curtis should
drop over occasionally 10 lunch or 10 tea
to hear a Song without Words or ouc
OF Chopin's No,,urnes,' 70 quiet bis
weary nerves Why. it WAS All so much
"a matter of course that little mamma
of 81 grew veXed at the queer ways oi
THIS man with this maid.
IT he loves her," she would eXclaim.
in the sacred privacy of their room. TO
be husband. why doesn't he tell her
So?"
Il, she loves him." Mr.. Hunter would
lsugbingly respond. why does she act
so IKE little lrt2 My doar. my dear,
you had better let them alone. and no,
try to medd!e."
And don't let them alore?" mamma
vou.d poutingly answer. -" severely
alone. II I'm in the pArlor when he
comes'in, doesn't Ted always cry. or
something go wrong in the kitchen, or
MY ball of worsted give ont? And then
when I've gone back. and thought to
myself. Now surely it will all be right
this time, there sits provoking Kittie
reading a book. and my lord is pretend
ing 10 hide yawn. while be says, i
thonght you'd never come back Dear
me. what can people mean by acting SC?
you and | wernt so foolish, were we
John?"
Bu, slill mamma would net give up, |
and this particular afternoon she spied
I4A NuI LlS III buS uiSlauCc, auN olmOSL ~
instinct lett Kittie before she had time to
protest. to pursue her way home alone.
OF course Mr. Curtis met her, and of
course she greeted him with cool bow
and still cooler Good afternoon. while
she explained in a careless way how she
happened TO be alone AS they s;rolled
along together in the warm. pleasant
air, converSing on Indifferent TO oics in
their iciest tones. Teddie was buss upon
wha. he considered the crowning achieve
ment OF his afternoons work lie had
exhausted all the supplies of biz and
effective looking cards, and after hunting
about vainly for an especially large and
fine poster of some sort, had opened
il "a guilty way mammals writing desk.
Guess she won't care,' he muttered
10 himseif. guess | wont lake any OF the
cl,su white paper; guess I'll take this" D."
drawing out triumphantly sheet, upon
,he lirs, page of which mamma had COM
menced letter to papa.
"Three cheers! BE: thatl fetch EN-.
No more tramps about hare! Won't |
mamma be glad? She'll be so glad she
won't mind bit. She can write some
more pretty quick, COARSE"
lie had uSl put the last tack in, when