The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1879-04-23

"She's pretty enough and clever
enough" said Mrs. Dusenberry, "but |
for one am getting tired of her blue
eyed boy. As | said in letter of mine
to a distinguished literary gentleman
Immediately upon reading it he enrolled
himself among my band of admirers
l have lost children, lost them in the
grave, but | never bring my shadows
to cloud the sunshine Of my friends. I"
And, to do her justice, she never did.
On the contrary, so uncommonly well
did she bear her bereavements that one
could scarcely believe she had ever
been bereaved.
But to go back to the pretty poets
lovers. Captain Hottop was the most
devoted of them all. He had never been
in love before, and love, like scarlet fe-
yer, is a most serious complaint when
contracted late in life. He followed Mrs.
Montague around like faithful, loving
slave, carrying heavy shawl to spread
on the grass when she chose to sit be-
meath the trees, and a large umbrella to
shield her from the sun when it was her
pleasure to ramble along the road. He
named his sailboat Lillian after her,
bought pony and phaeton and placed
them at her service, swung her for hours
in the hammock which hung in the
orchard, and listened with patient, heart
felt sympathy to her longings for her
blue-eyed boy.
blessed if it amt too badr' said he
one day (they were sitting beneath the
catalpa-trees), as the little widow pressed
her lace handkerchief to her eyes to dry
the tears that sprung to them just after
she had remarked that the twittering of
the dear little birds was so like baby's
voice. " Couldn't you git him away
from them folks? Pears to me l couldn't
refuse you anything when you clasp your
hands and look at me with tears in your
eyes"
"Oh, captain" sobbed the sorrowing
mother, there are very few people in
the world like you-very few. You are
one in thousand-yes, five thousand.
But never had chance to appeal to
them personally. was very i'll when
when they took my darling away; and
letters, with no matter how much feel
ing we write them, are so cold"
"Why don't you try personally,
thenp" asked the captain, swinging her
dainty parasol about, to the imminent
danger of the delicately carved handle.
She blushed, cast down her yellow
brown eyes, raised them again, looked
him in the face like a child resolved to
tell the truth, however painful it may be,
and said, 81 have no money wherewith
to pay my passage to England. Under
stand me, / would willingly, most will
lingly, be a steerage passenger, a steward
ess, anything anything to bring me
nearer my child. But coming to them
save as befitted the wife of their son and
brother, my husbands proud family
would certainly disown me, and
should be alone in a strange land more
heart-sick than ever.s
"Well, if the want of moneys all, v
cried her honest lover, that's easily
settled. I'll give you the money to GO
in bang-up style"
But here he stopped in amazement,
for Mrs. Montgomery Montague had
/ risen from her seat and drawn her small
figure to its fullest height. "Sir, do
not insult me-" she said, with trembling
lips.
Insult your' cried the captain, spring
ing to his feet" insult you, my dear
little woman! l never dreamed of such
thing
but you offered me-money," she
stammered.
"And | was about offering you my
hand and heart-that's the way they
put it in the love stories, don't theyf
Will you marry me, LilianP and then, il
you choose, We'll go together for the
boy"
Generous mani" said the widow, a
tear stealing down her pretty cheek.
but don't you see"-and a smile sue
ceeded the tear" that that would never
do? l could never plead for my child
as the wife of Captain Hottop. 1t must
be as the widow of Montgomery Mon
tague."
BLESSED if you amt rightr' exclaimed
tile captain, looking at her admiringly
"Well, promise to marry me when you
return. Do, Lillian; No one could love
you better than 1.
"When | returnP"
"Yes, for surely my promised wife can
accept part of the fortune that will be
all hers when she is really my wife, with
out anybody Nobody need know
VIII you, LilianP"
q will,n she said.
"Will what, my preciousg he asked
smiling
Everything" she answered; and
! turned and fled like a bashful girl, after
he had clasped her in his arms and given
her kiss in true sailor fashion.
Aud by the very next steamer Mrs
Montgomery Montague started for Eng.
| land, with valuable sOlltalre diamond
engagement ring glittering on her pretty
hand, a chez k for five hundred dollars il
her silver pOrtemonnaie, and many use
full and ornamental farewell gifts from
the ladies of the SpOoner household. Tht
ladies felt all their old interest in her re
yive, now thai she had gone away indeed
as Mrs. Dusenberry informed the eighty
year-old grandfather of the youth wht
famed her on the afternoon of Mrs. Mon
tague's arrival. "She was much too
lovely, and made me quite jealous of you
you false man."
And Miss Isabella Spooner' hung tn,
picture of young Montgomery, tina
babelet fair in the parlor, and wreatheC
it with daisies. q" Heaven grant that w
may see the darling himself soonm sh
said, with pious emphasis.
But they never did. For, couple o
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