Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-03-06
MARRYING TO ACCOMMODATE.
Harper's Bazaar.

At fifty, David Yopp, was simple
child-like bachelor, with no more
thought of matrimony than newborn
baby. All his life he had lived with his
parents upon the little homestead, and
apparent. y it had never occurred to him
that they three might not continue to
live there unsevered till the end of time
for when palsy laid low his mother he
looked about him in grieved astonish-
ment, telling each condoling friend that
he couldn't understand how she came
to die; she had never suffered any en-
posure, and had always had plenty of
good nourishing food.
At her decease the care of his blind
old father naturally devolved upon Da-
vid, who, having recovered from his first
surprise that Providence should have
used him so, tied on his mothers apron,
and essayed to take her place in the do
nestle department. All those were
dreary days, chronicling culinary re-
suits never before attained, let us hope,
bymortal man-results that tried even
the serenity of the sightless octogena
rian, who had borne affection and be-
reavement without murmur.
"Seems to me, my son, l wouldn't
worry about the cooking" he at last
suggested, mildly. "That comes more
handy to the women-folks."
Bullet cooking come never SO handy
to the "women-folks," what availed it
to the "Yopres" so long as the women
folks would not come to them, or would
come only to go? Jane Burrill, an ap-
ple-cheeked country lassie, hired out to
David of a Monday, and left of Tues
day before the clothes were dry upon
the line; the widow Mulliken, her sue
cessor, departed at the end of a week
Margaret Ramsay wouldn't stay where
there were no children; and Ellen Dun
lap wouldn't stay where there was no
matron. Thus one by one long pro-
cession of females passed in and out of
the ihlp-roofed house behind the lilacs,
till August found the Yopps again alone.
IN this extremity David came to my
mother.
g don't know what father and I'll do
Tor house keeper, Miss Farnsworth-
TACT, said he, plaintively. do you
suppose Lovisa Braun would help us a
spell, Just to accommodate %
My mother smilingly shook her
You forget how sensitive Miss LOW
"a is, David, and thatyo are bachelor.
Shed be afraid people would talk"
sho, ma'am; you don't say so p and
Davld'ss face redeemed furiously, till it
seemed to drain all color from his
tawny beard, leaving it positively pale.
Really, David, don't lee but you'll
nave to marry" laughed my mother,
mlschlevously. going on with her sew.
Ills lower jaw dropped as if the re-
mark had been blow, and had hit him
on the chin.
You don't think, now, Miss Farms
worm, shall he necessitated to 90 to
that ength?" he gasped.
oh no, no; certainly not. l only
spoke OF 1t as the best means OF securing
permanent help"
i don't know but I'd oughter marry"
unused David, uneasily but the idea
comes to me rather sudden. ! hadn't
calculated on anything like that, and
seems 'slf twas too much to expect of
me-fact."
A few days later he again appeared
before my mother, twitching at his coat
collar in the vain endeavor to hide his
embarrassment.
If so be, Miss Farnsworth." he
sammered, with a characteristic cork
screw twist of the neck-"if SO be I
couldn't get round marrying, what's
your notion about Lovisa; According to
me best of your belief, would she be
favorable to changing her sitovation ?"
ne ended with his head quite to one
side, and tipped backward like chick
en- IN drinking, which forced my mo-
.her to address her reply to his occipital
Curis. She could hazard no opinion on
the subject, she said. She would advise
nm to confer with the lady herself.
Il hate to, mastery" groaned he,
WITH engaging candor; but this know
IL ask any woman to have me, it III
be Lovisa." ~ II
Oddly enough, our minister on the
morrow preached an eloquent sermon
On me duty and the Joy of matrimony
II Is not good for man to be alone
ran the text. and David, in the corner
pew, cast down his conscious ewes fool.
Iis that he himself was the person in
l, was not good for man to be alone
he had suspected this for some months