Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1879-11-15
NO. 275.
Gales ano Skettbts.
AUNT ROxY'S WILL.
Continued from Yesterday

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81 dance Lawful heart, man alive
But tell you, you needn't 90 to my dear
ing me. I've been waiting to see you for
week. to have my say. an now I'm
going to have it. All your blandish-
ments won't stop me-" Aunt Roxy laid
down her yard of stocking, and moved
her chair ne to Tom, as though afraid
that some word might be lost between
herself and auditor.
'Pray go on. I'm all attention.
Every well Now want to know what
on airth you was thinking Of to go'n git
married to such girl as Katherinep Why
couldn't you "A fixed upon some good,
sensible body like Melissa Jane IIaleo
You needn't make up such "A FACET as
Tom screwed his lips into the semblance
of a whistle-''I tell you that Melissa
James II first rate common sense girl.
What if she is a trfle older'n YOU be ?
And what if her hair has got tinge o.
red? She can make the best cheese in the
whole town o. Fastmont And hess this
wax doll o. yourn. don't believe she
ever made cheese or a loaf o. bread in
her life And as fur washin' and cleanin'
and that sort o. thing. miss my guess il
there amt music at We house, for know
t she never washed dish in her mortal
lfe.'
'Oh well, Aunt Roxy, what she don't
know. she can learn; and / expect you
and mother will teach her. With two such
capital housekeepers to oversee, she won't
make any great blunder.'' R'rE
Very fine - replied Aunt Roxy, fiat
tered in spite of herself, at the thought of
Kitty's coming to her to learn. ''Ofcourse
III tell her anything t wonder if you've
thought how your future father-in-law'll
take it ?''
Tom had thought of this. but now he
merely looked gravely into the fire.
II tell YOU Simon Gibson nevcr'll give
his consent in the world! I've known
that man ever since he was born, an he's
the greatest miser in Eastmont, and he al
lers meant for Katherine to marry money,
an tell you if You take her without one
cent of property with her, you may depend
ont ~
"Very well, I'm willing, and so is Kit
ty. We've counted all that cost. But
must be off now. Tell me where to put
these apples, will you. Miss Roxy? They
are russets and greetings. Remembered
you liked them, so | just put few into
my sleigh. Shall | put them down cel-
larp''
"Yes, an put 'em in the bin An I'm
much obleeged, I'm sure. He's too good
a fellow" Aunt Roxy muttered as Toms
broad shoulders disappeared in the cellar
way, "too good to throw himself away on
that little minx''
Aunt Roxy,s premonition in regard to
Squire Gibson was entirely correct. It
was not many days before the suitor was
informed that if he waited for the consent
of his father-in-law elect, he would be
obliged to wait an indefinite time for the
same, as it was not, and never would be
given. ''If my daughter chooses to go
counter to her own interests, and marry
you, sir. she will do it at her own risk
She will go to poverty and she shall take
poverty along with her. Not one cent of
my property shall she or you ever see.
Perhaps this may alter your own deter
mination. sir" added the lawyer with
sly leer at Tom.
Not in the least, sir. For your daugh-
ter's sake am sorry that | cannot offer
her the luxuries to which she has been ac-
customed. Aside from that, the idea of
money never entered my head. Good
morning, sir
Good morning - and the squire offered
one of his bony fingers for Tom to shake,
which was ignored by the latter with an
expression such as Luther might have as
sumed at the offer of the pontifical great
toe. And Herewith ended the negotiation
between Thomas Champion and Simon
Gibson.