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an arrangement" answered Charley,
with twinkle in his ewes.

an arrangement" answered Charley,
with a twinkle in his eyes.
"Thank the Lord that's over with"
said the Squire, drawing q long
breath, as Charley strolled off down
the path in the twilight. ''That's 8
sensible boy. wonder, now, that he
never took q fancy to Lucy. l s'pose
folks'll say I'm an old fool, but don't
care. She amt the first one that's mar.
ried man old enough to be her faith
err
While he sat there and thought the
matter over, Charley was telling Lucy
that his father had keener eyes than he
had given him credit for, ard seemed
to understand perfectly well how mat
ters stood between them. What he
told her after that, is none of your busi-
ness, nor mine, though / am quite sure
it had something TO do with Lucy's be-
ing lone of the family"
noon, the Squire, in his best coat, and
with a pail of strawberries on his arm,
knocked at Mrs. Keene's door.
"G0od afternoon" she said, open
ing the door to her visitor. He could
not help thinking that her face was
almost as fair as it had been twen-
ty-five years ago, as she welcomed
him in. -------------
"Here's some strawberries" he
said, presenting his gatherings. '.Lucy
said the hens played mischief with
yours"
Pm a thousand times obliged to
you," said the widow. eff have any
thing that you'd like. 1 hope you'll say
So"
The Squire wanted to say he'd like
her daughter, but concluded he wouldn't
just then. By that time he was in the
sitting-room. Who should he see there,
but Charley, holding worsted for Lucy
to wind, and seeming very much at
home.
Ill didn't expect to see you here"
he stammered.
81 was fortunate enough to get an in
vitation to tea, too," answered Charley.
" You kept it pretty sly; but l wasn't
to be cheated out of my share of the
strawberry preserves"
Then Lucy and Charley tried hard te
look very demure, and failed, and
finally got to laughing. The Squire
felt his face growing uncomfortably
warm.
"Just see what he brought u.s." said
the widow, displaying the berries. r.If
you'll hull some. Lucy, wen have q
used to be rather, fond of shortcake. Q
Squire, and smiling till a dimple
showed itself in each cheek.
81 knoW what you're -thinkin' of, :.
<1x.l y Hh~k avI~<
best shortcake ever came across,
the recollection Of some pleasant event
in by-gone years. Then Lucy and her
mother YeHt to the kitchen, and the
Squire shd his son were lefttogether.'
"1-rVe spoken to her about being
said Charley, with q little blush, - =;
"Whatp The Squire felt hot and
cold by turns. "I-I don't UNDER
-sYou know what you said the other
night, when you told me you thought
of getting her mother for q housekeep-
err explained Charley. 81 suppose
from that, that you understood Lucy
and intended to be. married, some
time. We've talked it over and it's all
settlcd.' - -
The Squire was speechless, for the
space of a minute. What he thought
in that length of time could not be con-
densed into a page of this paper. II
hope you'll be happy" he managed to
say, very family. at last.
just then the widow came in. "Fve
got the cake baking" she said. "Lucy
said she'd hull the berries and set the
table, and sent me in to play lady. So
1 came"
Charley concluded he could hull
too, and slipped out into
the kitchen. The Squire had made up
his mind again. II he couldn't have
Lucy he'd have her mother. Come to
think it all lover, it was a great deal bet
ter that way. He wondered how he
could have been foolish enough to think
of marrying a girl of twenty, and he
fifty. Ridiculousi The widow talked
about this and that; but his mind
seemed to be wandering-so much so,
that his replies were. hardly appropri-
ate at times. Whats the use of
waitingP" thought he. "It might as
well be settled now as any time" A
happy thought came to him, as he cast
about for words to express his desire.
:" HESTER" cried he, very suddenly, and
with the energy of desperation, "you
said If you had anything I'd like was
welcome to it. l want your
"Why, Squire Kimballr' cried the
widow, blushing so rosily, that he felt
sure she was prettier than her daugh-
ter.
"Yes, l want you," he said waxing
bolder. And then he told her the most
outrageous fib: 81 came over on pur-
pose to tell you so. 1 hope you haven't
any objections"
When Lucy came in, half an hour
later, to tell them supper was ready,
Squire Kimball rose up, biushing like a
girl, and said: "This is your mother,
Lucy" pointing to the widow.
"Yes, knew that long time ago."
Lucy, laughing.
Goodness, what q blunder! cried
the Squire. 81 meant this is Mrs. Kim
ball, or goin' to be-"
az s'pose may kiss my father,
then," said Lucy, and kissed the de-
lighted Squire plump on the mouth.
=" And you may give me anoth about
your father-'n-law, while you'reer, for
It." he laughed.
"One'l IL answer for both," said Lucy
archly. sz2fyr=sce ecs - EgS5fs5z - y -
And then the. SQUIRE gave his arm to
the woman he had meant to marry i've
and-twenty years before, and led her
out to TEA, perfectly satisfied with the
way things had turned out And so
were all the others. And, being in a
happy frame of mimi, the strswberry
preserves ana shortcake were properly
appreciated, I am confident. -Ebess e.
ReIford fi - 81 -
There is venerable and benevo-
lent Judge in Paris. who, ct the mo-
'ment Of passing sentences on . prisoner.
consults his; assessors on each side of
him as to the penalty proper to be in-
fiicted.- ssWhat ought we to give this
rascal brother he says, bending over
to the assessor on theright. 81 should