St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1878-11-16

wanted to correspond, but l forbade
that. So he has turned up again.
It was evident that John was TEL |
ri5ly vexed, and I very soon shared
his annoyance. Walt, a tall, hand |
some young fellow, improved, not
spoiled by travel, Just haunted the
house.
He was generally off with Mamie
as soon as he arrived, and blind TO
Mrs. Stil.man. lie concealed cold
ness, and Johns sarcastic speeches
about boys and puppies.
As for me, by the time my sleepy
eyes We're opened il the morning,
Mamie had taken II long ride with
Walt, and was at the piano when l
came into the room. and Walt was
walking beside Mamie when the
hour for our usual stroll arrived.
And The very demon of mischief
possessed the girl. There was no
freak she wis not inventing to i'm
peril her life, riding, driving. boat
IN. and / fairly shivered sometimes
at the prospect of my nervous ter
rors when it would DE my task to
try to control this quicksilver tenn
permanent.
But one day when I was in the
summer-house, II very rueful little
maiden, with a tear-stained face,
came to my side.
walt is going away" she said.
"Indeed?'
Yes, and lie says I'm wicked
fiirt !" with choking sob; Il
thought would ask you about 1t.
"About WHAT"
Our getting married. You know
papa told me I was to marry you,
ages and ages ago.
Yes"
And I knew it was NIL right il
! he said SD. But Malt said you mus;
be u muff. if you want a wife who Ii
| all the time thinking of somebody
| else"
: And you know / can't help it
Wait has been my friend ever since
e We were little, and we were ;tiways
!. together. And when he was II
/, Europe papa wouldn't let us write
e to each other, but I kissed his pie
ture every night and morning, unt
: wore his hair i'll locket, ant
b thought of him all the time. An,
he says You won't like it after VI
a are married.
r We'll, not exactly" said dryly
o you'll have to stop thinking OF I'm
9 then"
II don't believe / ever can. An'
i 50 l thought Id tell you, and per
!, Laps-"
:, Perhaps You will tell papa y
il don't care about being married
II after all. I don't think L coul
" ever be sedate and grave, like an oil
If lady, and of course | ought to be
/ am to be an old mans wife.
e. "Of course
,. and I am SO rude and horrid,
o know I am not nice like city girl
i. and 1 am altogether hateful; bu
te Walt don't care"
d 1 rather agreed with Walt as sh
ia stood in shy confusion before III
her eyes still misty, her sweet LIZ
ut quivering. 1t was sore wrench
give her up, but I was not quite u
4 IDIOT. and I said gravely:
ut But your father?'
" Eyes, 1 know; he'll make a re
Sc storm. But then his storms don
j. last long. and maybe you ha'
C changed your mind. You hav
haven't you?"
s. Yes; the last half hour has qui
rs changed my matrimonial views"
as l could not help smiling, and Il
rs next moment two arms eneircled II
re neck. warm kiss fell upon II
i,.- cheek, and Mamie cried:
You are perfect darling, and
ne shall love you dearly all my life"
~ So when lost her love gain
it. She fitted away presently, III
hn l gave myself good mental shaki
up, and concluded my fools pai
disc would soon have vanished If
in had undertaken To make IN &c
lady" out of Mamie.
of Johns wrath was loud and "
Ike lent. He exhausted all the vitupel
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