The Mankato free press. [volume] (Mankato, Blue Earth County, Minn.) 1879-1924, 1880-09-24
"That is bargain" Hugh said, with
laugh. az don't think I shall feel shy

"That is bargain, " Hugh said, with
n laugh. ~ don't think shall feel shy
with you in the future. never talked
30 much with O woman in my life. /
suppose it's because I can't see your
face"
~ don't know whether to take that
for n compliment or u REVERSE" Amy
laughed.
"The reverse, of course" Hugh said,
laughing, too; compliments are not in
my line. All, here they are with the
rope. They have been precious quick
about it," And Amy Herbert felt there
was real compliment in the tones in
which he spoke. "Now you must wake
Ida. How sound she sleeps! Now let
me help you on to your feet"
Even with tho aid of the rope it was
work of considerable difficulty to get
Amy Herbert up to the top of the slope;
to do much to help herself. At last it
was managed; and then she was helped
down to steep path close by to the
road below, where a carriage from the
hotel was waiting for them.
"Will you come up and see my aunt ?"
Amy asked, as they stopped Mt the door.
mot tonight, thank you. l will
come in the morning to see how you are
after the shake; and please" he said,
"tell your aunt of our bargain. 1t
would be awful to come up to be
thanked"
Goodnight, the girl said. "Iwon't
forget. Come early. Now, Ida, come
along; You will soon be in bed.
Two months later Mr.. Herbert was
walking up and down his breakfast
room in towering passion. Amy was
sitting in great armchair.
at is monstrous; it is incredible, Mr..
Herbert exclaimed. "Here you, for
whom have looked for capital match,
who refused three OF the very best men
in the district last year, are away for two
months anda half at this beggarly Welsh
village, and you come back and deliber-
ately tell me that you are engaged to an
artist, fellow never heard Of"
Dear old daddy" Amy said quietly,
"don't get angry about It. Come and
sit down and talk it over reasonably, as
you always do things with me-"
"NO, no, Amy. l know what your
reasonable talking means. am not to
he coaXed or wheedled or made fool
of. It's all very well when you want
pair of new ponies or anything of that
kind you have set your mind Oh, but
there is limit to everything"
"Well, but we must talk the question
over, daddy"
"Not ut all, not at all; no talk is nee
oil %,
this fortune hunting artist. / say Mt
once | won't hear OF it; that it's out OF the
question; that will not hear a single
word about such ridiculous affair"
"Now, why should you call him for
tune-hunter ?" Amy said, seizing at once
upon the weak point. "He has not an
idea that there is any fortune in the
case. He saw me staying in poky lodg-
ings at yarmouth, and, beyond the fact
that live at Manchester, he knows moth
ing. He tells me that he has enough for
Ills to live on very quietly, in addition to
his profession. So, you see, he can't be
called q fortune-hunter."
"Well, well, it makes no matter. The
thing is monstrous and will not hear of
it,"
"Well, daddy, I win do just rs you
like, and I won't say any more about it
| now; but, Ut course, tomorrow / must
talk about it, because it is out of the
question that should break my word
| which l have given, md photsld make
him unhappy, and be awfully unhappy
myself. So shall have to talk about
him, and you will have to listen THE
father had sat down. nOw-"because
though, as my papa, you have perfect
right to say, Il will not consent to your
marrying this man, still, you know, l
must talk about thing which is making
me very unhappy. And it will be 80
much better and nicer, daddy" and she
went over to him now and sat herself
down on his knee, with her arm round
his neck, eff you give in ut once. Be-
cause, You know, you can't keep in q
naughty temper with me long: and be-
sides, You would he very unhappy if 1
was unhappy; and at last you know very
well, you will have to give up being
J cruel and cross, and will tell me to be
happy my own way"
"Amy," her father said, trying to look
very stern, 81 have spoiled you. l have
allowed you to tyrannize over me-"
ono, daddy, l can't allow that-cer-
tainly not tyrannize. Ihave led you for
your own good, and you have been rs
happy as the day is long"
"And now," he continued, ignoring
the protest, IL am to reap the reward of
my folly. That you should have mar
ried man of high rank expected; had
you married first-rate man of business
l should have been contented. But an
artist" @'A-Aa. sas'
"Well, daddy, we won't talk any more
about it to-day. Now I'll just smooth
those naughty cross wrinkles, and I'll
kiss you on each cheek and the middle
of your nose. There, now 1t looks like
itself. There! ten o'clock striking, and
you not off! Mind, shall expect you
up to luncheon" 90
So Mr.. Herbert went off shaking his
head, and although still determined, vet,
at heart, very doubtful us to his power
of resistance. Amy went to her special
sanctlm, and wrote her first letter to
Hugh. The following sentences show
that she had no doubt whatever on the
subject:
"Daddy does not take kindly to the
notion as yet. He doesn't know you,
you see, and it has of course come upon
him little suddenly; but he il the very
best and kindest of all tho daddics in the
world, and in very few days he will see
ii in quite the right light. 1t is of no
nse your writing or coming to me here
till he quite reasonable; but l expect by
this day week to have everything mr.
ranged. will let you know what train
to come by, and will meet you at the
station"
1t is to DO presumed that Amy thor
oughly understood her father; but atany
rate, it was exactly that day week that
Hugh Carson, having obeyed instruc-
tions, and got out at the station directed,
five miles from Manchester, was little
surprised and much disappointed ut not
seeing her upon the platform.
"Your luggage, sir Are you the
gentleman for the Hawthorns? Very
we'll, sir, will send up the portmanteau:
Miss Herbert is in the pony carriage"
"Bless me, Amy, Hugh said, after
the first greeting, as they drove off, "you
used to talk about your pony-trap, but
this turnout is pretty enough to attract
attention in the park. Amy" and he
looked Mt her with puzzled glance,
"yOu're not swell, are you ?-because
that would be dreadful"
"Well, Hugh, if being q swell means
having lots Of money, l suppose l am
one, for daddy has lots upon lots. He's
got cotton-mills, you know. But there's
nothing dreadful in that"
"You ought to have told ME, Amy,
Hugh said, little gravely.