Daily globe., 1879-10-05

York, came to visit Mrs Raymond,
Little Girls mamma, last summer. She
was tall, tine-looking woman-girl she
called helself-with heavy braids of jet
black hair-arched eyebrows to cerres-
pond-rosy cheeks and chin, and d,dazzling-
~ white teeth. She owned to five and
twenty, played and sang tolerably we'll
danced not badly-and talked upon
many subjects with so much animation
and so many shrugs of her sloping should
ers and flashes of her black eyes that you
wondered why it was that you could
never remember a single thing she said.
Shortly after her arrival at Raymond
House-Mrs. Raymond, bye the bye, was
only half-sister, and as different as
possible-being fair, short and rather
stout-the following conversation took
place between the two ladies one bright
morning when they sat sewing together
in the cosy sitting room:
Mrs. Raymond--Delia, my dear, it is
really time you were settled.
Miss Steele-As if l didn't know it.
Minnie! And you've no idea how stingy
pa is getting raised an awful row about
my last dressmaking bill. I do wish
had accepted Will Hazelton.
Minnie-Why didn't you?
Delia-I thought Harvey Young, who
had thousand year more, was coming
forward. I'm sure he gave me every
reason to believe he was-but he didn't.
Minnie (sententiously)- j. If girls would
| only wait till the men they want did
come forward, before jilting the men who
want them
Delia-Yes, yes; I know all that you
would say. I've heard it hundred times
before. And there hasn't soul propos-
ed to me since Will-that's two years
ago-except Mr.. Beers, and I couldn't
| marry HIM you know now could I? he
has dreadful squint and six children,
Minnie dropping her work and clap
ping her hands Fl have it. Elan
Bean!
Delia-What name! Who is he?
Minnie-A young farmer who lives
couple of miles from here. His mother
died few months ago, and 1 know he
wants a wife. He has houees, lands, cat
tie and money. Is decently we'll educat-
ed! tall, goo 1-looking and generous.
| Della with grimace)-A farmer! I
am afraid I never could bring m yself to
love pigs and chickens.
Minnie-You'd have nothing to do
with the pigs and chickens. You'd have
splendid home and be near me and
Little Girl dwelling with fondness on
the pet name). You'd better make up
your mind to marry him, Della I'm
sure you can If you choose. There's no
one IN THIS place to rival you. He wants
an accomplished wife. He has told me
so. He's a few years younger than
Delia-But he needn't know that.
Minnie-Of course not. That is. he
need not know how many. It may be
your last chance, Della, and it's almost
good enough to be first one. Nice
house, fruit orchard, pony phaeton-
Della Gnterruptlng)-Enough. Ring
up the curtain. Enter Elam Bean.
Minnie-Ill invite him here tomorrow
evening.
She did, and he came and was smitten
at once with the dark hair and brows.
the rosy cheeks and chin, the wonderfully
fine teeth and the brilliant conversation
of the stately city lady.
He, himself, as Mrs. Raymond mad said,
was a tall good looking fellow, with
broad shoulders, blue eyes, chestnut hair,
a loud. honest voice and hearty, laugh
provoking laugh,
Somebody in the village thought him
very handsome-poor little Libbie Green,
the dress-maker, who lived at Trumpet
vine cottage, the first small house
after you passed Bean farm, and
with Elam's mother, and, in conse-
quence, Elan having no sisters, had in
herited the old lady's few old-tashioned
trinkets.
Elam, too, had always been very kind
to Libbie, and once, before he went to
boarding school, used to call her his lit
tie wife. But alas she had been able to
go to school but very short time during
her lite, having always had blind father
to look after; and her reading was queer,
and her writing peculiar, and she often
said "them" when she should have said
"those," and just as often said "went'' in
the place of ''gone,' and it was the hard
est work tor her to remember that 'stwo
negatives are equal to an affirmative;' -
and she knew nothing of music or sing
ing, save few old Methodist HYMNS
which she was wont to sing, as
she sewed, in sweet, birdlike
voice; and she had never waltzed nor
galloped in her life, and she wasn't bit
s.styish" in her simple calicoes and mus
Inns.
| Truth to tell, she was scarcely pretty,
but she had a winsome face, and made
you think of dandelions and daisies.
friends of the grass and the clover.
A month had passed since the fail
matchmaker had brought the Young
farmer and her not-as-young sister to-
gether, and all sorts Of gayeties and
pleasures had been crowded into that
month. Pic-nics, drives, singing par
ties, dancing parties and readin ng parties
/ at each and all Of which Miss Steele had
queened it with her elegant costumes
her regal manner and her many Cfor a
country village) accomplishments.
II wish she were little YOUNGER
: said Elan to himself one lovely August
morning as he passed out of his gate on
, his way to call on his lady-lover; ''for tc
confess the truth, I would like to have
my wife my junior; but she is so hand
some-l never saw such hair and teeth
and so d1gn1ied and so clever. I'm sure
I couldn't do better, and I'll propose thit
very day All! Libbie, good morning;' ,
and with little twinge at his heart. 70,
j. which he could not account, he strodt
, past Trumpet-vine cottage, where poo1
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