The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1878-03-28

aud ny fongne, sud you win not refuse
bin, yoa know, else 81 woald be spolR.
III maaags, said Betsy.
Then lhe two girls left al olhar work
70 examine Elsit's wardrobe, and soon
Betsy was dressed 10 The most elegan, at.
tire, her hair powdered as was The Gus
tom, and white gloves on Der hAnds.
And !, said sic, will be your poor
companion, aud YOU must call me Miss
Smith, aud sunb ne and order me about
Thus an was arranged when the little
note Elsie bad been expecting 90 long ar
rived aud breaking Ils blue seal, abe read
that Mr.. Harrington would pay his re-
spects TO Miss Seabrlght in an hour. How
Miss Seabright laughed as she waited In
the drawing-room watching Betsy sail up
and down with all The new assumption OF
dignity Betsy, with the most amiable
intentions, would have been sure OF Off
ending but Betsy, bent on being un.
pleasant, would be grand success.
Just then Betsy herself leaned from the
window.
I Oh, Missl she cried, there's a carriage
at The door, and there's a gentleman com.
ing out OF il Bless usl II hats him
don't wonder you want to be of your
match. Deary mel oh desFy me-
Bot before she could explain servant
bad brought Elsie card bearing the
name OF Harold Harrington, aud as she
arose, the most attractive figure entered
the room. 1t was very tall young man
between whose shoulders, nevertheless,
grew an enormous hump He also, al
though be seemed TO move actively
enough, walked upon crutches. On his
bead, from which be had removed his
cap, was black scuIl cap, such as entire
! ly bald old gentlemen then wore. Over
his ears was big black bandage, which
also covered bis chin. On bis right eve
was large green patch and on bis left
cheek another, All that was visible OF
the face was the nose, which was certain
iy well shaped, but which was much the
color Of red flannel; aud round his throat
was indeed flannel muller.
This was Harold Harrington.
Elsie's surprise was so great that she
sank into a chair aud forgot 10 prompt
Betsy as she had intended.
She advanced TO meet Mr.. Harrington
with grin Of supreme insolence on her
face, and then burst into loud laugh.
Well, she said, SO you are my young
man, are you? must say whoever pick
ed You out showed bad taste; 'twas'nt
for your beauty, that is plain.
No, madam, said the new arrival, il
was not for my beauty. Do | address
Miss seabright?
Why, who else should be2 said Betsy
Twas not for your cleverness, neither,
you were chosen. But, now that you
have come, sit down, Been to the wars,
haven't your
My infrmities. sighed the young mau,
are the result of my recklessness as boy.
| have most sympathizing letter from
you upon the fall which broke my limb.
You remember il? You also condoled
with me upon the shot which cost me my
eye, though you did not know how seri.
GUS was the result. II was while on a
tripto Switzerland that broke my back,
aud while endeavoring to drink some
boiling tea the housekeeper carelessly left
upon the table, ] scalded all the hair from
my head. This scar upon my cheek Is
the result Of having attempted to shave
myself with my fathers razor. 1t was
injudicious ofhim not b tell you the TO.
suit Of my injuries, but now you see
them for yourself. win not go into fur
ther particulars. You remember all my
accidents2
Yes, said Betsy, and y fine figure OF q
man they've made Of you. You'll do to
scare the crows from al orchard, must
say, aud you're sent to me that might
have my pick and choice Of offers TO mar
ry. It's enough to make one die Of
laughing.
Then you refuse me2 said the young
man eagerly.
Oh, no, said Betsy, oh, no, | don't;
there's the fortune, you know. Money
is money, aud even an object like you is
better than poverty, III have you !;
though folks will laugh 10 see us paired
of together. One comfort, though, so
broken down as you must be, can't last
long.
On the contrary, expect to live TO be
eighty, said the young man.
Expectations don't 60 for much, said
Betsy, Look how the old folks went.
We were deprived Of their affections
very suddenly, said The young man, sigh.
ing. Ny father loved yours very dearly,
Miss seabrighL
Folks will take queer notions, said
Betsy. Well, must say you are an OBJ
ject. | cauf help laughing whenever
look at you.
We shall have merry life together,
ssid Harold, II your disposition coutin.
nes.
Oh, shaht see mach Of you, said Bet
sy, | can promise voc, after the ring is
on. What possessed you to sinssh your
sef up sof Bat shan't refuse you. It's
money makes the msre 20. said the old
song.
1t may be, said Harold But let the
mare stand still for me then. | decline 10
faldll the engagement. 50, madam, you
have the fortune without any lncnm-
brance in ny person.
And good riddauce TO bad rubbish, say
| +! cried BETSY There are bellet dsh I'm