Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1881-09-03

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leins and vidder-fraus vid re monlsh- bags
in re 'ands. II zey will not ave you, zey
will take re rupee frost EN- for Eat, my
zon.
"But the recommendation was unpalata.
BILE, and to a great extent impractlcable, SC
another fdus Achates was appealed to, one
Jack lie Geste, man much addicted to
chaff and practical joking.
"'In this land of pearls and precious
stones, no go, dear boy. said Mr.. lie G.
From Dondra Head to Point Calamere-
north, south, east, west-the women won't
look at you that you have found out long
ago. Give up hunting, then, in these oft
trod colonial fields, and draw the home
covers. Don't you happen to know any
bonny lassie in your own 50 Caledonia stern
and wild, or a pretty colleen in the oisle
of shillelahs and shamrocks, who would
be glad to share curry and rice with you
Go and try those parts; if not, have a
haphazard shy at where hail from, the
Channel Islands. Spins-ay, and precious
good looking ones too-are as plentiful
there as cocoanuts are here, and maybe one
of them might be induced to clear out in
your favor. Failing those islets, | know
of no other dodge than indenting upon one
of those cooperative associations which
furnish everything, even to a better-half.
But mind, old man, they keep a roster for
foreign service iu their Offices. First lady
on the list, plain or pretty, first for duty ;
you pays your money, but you don't take
your choice.
But these suggestions also were consid-
cred infeasible, and set aside. Presently,
however, thought struck Mcpherson.
:" LIE Geste, said he, when [ was a
boy there lived in the neighborhood of my
fathers manse widowed lady with two
or three then wee, very wee, daughters.
From what l can recollect of them their
means were cramped, not to say scanty,
but they were of good blood and form.
One of the children, the eldest, if my
memory serves me, was called Effie-Effie
| Medium, and promised to be bonny, for |
can family recall her blue eyes, haxen
hair, rosy complexion and jump little figure.
II she be alive she must be close on 30
for it is many years since l came out here
a STRIPPING, and was Chinna Doray (Anglice,
little master) on the Paycock estate, as my
kind employer styled that property Mrs.
Medium knew me well-better, indeed,
than knew her. | wonder if she and the
living?'
"' Write indirectly and inquire.
"And Sandy did SO, and ascertained that
were still alive, and proudly bearing up
against the res augusta dOnli. Armed with
such intelligence he once again returned to
lie Geste.
'' 1t is all right now, Mac, said he
your course is as clear as day. Send
''chit to mater-familas N; tell her that
you are well. TODD in the world, own lands
and cattle, men-servants and maid Ser
wants that you want to settle that as a
whipper- snapper you iked-no, better say
loved-Miss Effie, and ask her in plain
English to come out and marry you.
Above all things, though, be sure and send
your photograph; you are not such a
very, very bad-looking chap, Sandy, if you
would only dress like Christian and not
like a coolie.
90 So the letter was written, submitted
to LIE Geste's inspection, sealing, posting,
and in due course was received by the
Mediums, in whose little household it Gre
ated no small amount of establishment and
was much spelled and pondered over, espe-
cially by the damsel most concerned-still
a comedy if even somewhat passe body
and who, after while, consented to 90 out
and wed her sutton.
'After all, mother dear, she said, he
has house and home for me maybe, by
and by, for you too Jennie and I'll do
what can to help you. It's the best
thing for me. And really Mr.. Mcpherson
or 1 suppose 1 ought to call him Alexan.
der-is yet young and not bad looking
| Quite the contrary-very, very nice look
ing see the photo he has sent US.
And Miss Jennie quite agreed with her
elder sister that Mr. Mcpherson was a
! beauty.
"' Well, my BARNS, said the old lady,
[ can't gainsay you but that the portrait
is winsome and douce enough but as
call to mind the boy Sandy, the son of the
minister, he was not nearly so seemly and
well favored. But it is, indeed, lang syne
since l set eyes on him, and likely he has
got handsomer as he got older some men
do
"Then everything being settled, Miss
Medium accepted her kismet, agreed to go
out, and her lover-open- handed, honor
able, true as | have already told you he
was-sent the wherewithal for passage and
outfit.
"And pending the many, many weeks
that elapsed, and while the good ship
| Queen of Serendib was sailing round the
| Cape for her destination, change, rad
| ical change, came over the life and habits
of our bride expecting friend. He cast into
the limbo of things done with his coarse
| cumles, rough 'dungarees,' and other
country clothing, and burst out into En-
rope-muster linen, tweeds and serges.
! He purchased largely house furniture aud
nicknacks he bought lady's horse and
Peat's side-saddle he whose equine pro-
clivities had never extended beyond a
shaggy mountain pony, and tattered and
torn pigskin. He told his old flames and
chums that he was going in for the Bene-
dict, and bashfully listened to the rifles and
jeers of the one, and the chaf and laugh Of
the other.
q But barring THE Great Unwashed
! himself, no one was more taken aback at
the course of events than Tamby, his long
serving 'appoo or butler. That function
airy saw coelie after coolie arrive at Ailsa
| Craig with load upon load of unknown and
unusual goods and although in the
! Lines and other native resorts he might
have expressed his bewilderment, yet in
his masters presence he reserved stolid
silence. But when one day a string of
handles Carts drew up, aud from be-
meath their leaf-covered tits there were
dragged out mats and carpets, sofas, chairs,
tables, what not, then his apparent indif-
ference and his niger tongue could
hold out no longer.
90 Why master kick up all dis bob
beree? What for he want all desc tings
on Waite ? (estate) he inquired
g. a young lady is now on her way from
Scotland to marry me, Tamby
90 Marry Doray tmaster) going take
wife after all dis plenty long time do too
well widout?
"'Yesr
"'Den, master, please, discharge you,
sar. No my custom stop wild lady in
bungalow, Masters missis come, masters
appoo 90. Master take choice.
g As the time for the arrival of the Queen
of Serendib drew nigh, awful were the
| fidoets of our hero and many 'days before