Litchfield enquirer., 1881-06-23
"Well-no!" said Mir. Brasthwaite with a

"Well-no!" said Mr. Brasthwaite with a smile.
 ssThen have And my advice is, don't at- tempt to slft anything at all Talk they must. Talk they. will......and do! The more you sift the more they'll talk. If you think it worth while to divert their attention from the young ladies, you could send up to snug, se- cret London for half hundred white cats and let them loose one night iD the town. Or you could advertise in The Sed,oeed Gdsette that the great "Poppleorum Jig has come and will Dc on the Pier on Tuesdays and Fridays" IL takes very little to amuse them, really it does ......" 2 @sS a&@ & < 2 Mir. Brasthwaite smiled again. 'It appears though, to me Mir. Spryggyns, said he, that you were not yourself always so superior to idle talk as you seem to be now" "a
 "Well. said MT. Spryggyns weariiy, I live here with some relations for very nearly three months in the year: and you see am com. pletely demoraliZed."
 The two gentlemen laughed heartily and were fast becoming good friends when wait CT camein to say that Miss Blundell desired to see Mr.. Bras.hwaite if he would oblige her by going upstairs......
 ''Miss Blundell wishes to see me-" repeated he, turning so white with emotion that MT. Spsyggyns walked away to the window in sheer pity E sR d "Ioullexcnse me for one momentg VIII you pot?"
 ''Oh, pray don't mind me, 5 said Mir. spryg gyms.
 Mir. Brasthwaite, when he stood face to face with his darling Bab,-for she was just as dear to him, and dearer than she was to baby,-had no words to say what was in his heart; and neither had Miss BlundelI. But she gave him both her hands, and look SO glorious that none were necessary and they stood silent awhile, hand in hand. They heard the ticking of the clock, the noise of the waves beating on the Shingles in the dis tance- and the baby's sweet, regular little snore, for she lay fast asleep in bed
 The silence grew intolerable, and Bab spoke: "Mr. Brasthwaite, ought to thank you for saving my life"
 "Why SO? You had nothing to do with it. A man generally tries to save what he has most precious in the world from destruc- tion and though you will have nothing to say to me, Miss Bab......that does not pre- vent my love for you being my most precious possession
 "Mr. Brasthwaite, said would never speak to you again didn't ?"
 "You did, said he gently.
 'Aud have been so hard for two years, pretending to keep a VOW; but when my mouth was full of water. 1 could gurgle out to you fast enough, couldn't IF"
 You gurgled about baby. But I knew she was in safe hands,"
 Miss Blundell dropped her head. She knew she must speak first of what lay at both their hearts. He had asked her three times before to be his wife; how could he divine now that she was willing to follow him to the other end of the globe? Perhaps it was he who was not now willing! There was anoth- CT trying silence, during which MT. Brasth. waite unclasped her hands. But she did not take them away and presently she looked sion, and lovely blush, that he very sudden ly, yet very gently, clasped her in his arms and kissed her.
 "Are you coming down to Brasth waite to me....you and baby ?" said he quickly.
 "What fool have been ...... haven't ?"
 '1 won't be so rude as to contradict you, my beauty......B .Bab, are you serious......? {? Think well......For Gods sake don't let your self mistake momentary emotion for any dearer, lasting feeling"
 ''So you won't take me on the chance?" said she smiling but the smile was tender.
 "Yes.....I think I will, /" said he.
 MT. Brasthwalte did noe let loose any white cats on the town of Seaweed neither did he advertise the arrival of the arrival of the great "Poppleorum Jig" in The SeGaoeed GGsette; but he found an ardent friend in Mr. Spryggyns "Yes....." he said not once, but daily to someone or other. ''Yes, Pm going down to see my friends, the Brasth- waites directly. They come from Algiere They went there for the little sister who is delicate, you know Charming child Great friends. always exchanging postage stamps and crests...... Brasthwaite Park-splendid place; avenue three quarters eff mile long. Richest man in Hillshre.. owns half the ar har fail the Rector of Brasthwaite. Wonderful gen. ious......no good to his family, though......... very affect ionate, but self absorbed. Died very pOor...... Gifted? .....Yes? The lady wouldn't have him at first. Fancy! would not have Brasthwaite of Brasthwaite. Wouldn't speak for ever so long, Then found out in the midst of the ocean that they couldn't live without one another. Mouths full of water......hearts full of love. Happi- est pair on arth now!" ,.
 "You remember that very elegant young woman that we.. .people-used to call-a-- Mrs: spryggyns?"
 "Yes......she wasn't, after all, they say.,,
 "No! !......She has-she marsied a very wealthy man.....a MT. Brasenose. .."
 "No- .Braddiestone, wasn't it?'
 'Ah! Braddlestone.....Well they've gone to live abroad, because his aunt is in deli cate health....."
 'Oh is that it.? Iheard that her fa- ther didn't approve of the match-he had ti- tie in view for her. But there is many ti- tied husband that couldn't lay stone terrace nearly two miles long at her feet like this common man can"
 "A stone terrace two miles long!" "Well......they do say you should 'only be- lieve half that you see, and nothing that you hear Temple Bar.