The Forest Republican. [volume] (Tionesta, Pa.) 1869-1952, 1881-08-03

CLl6I lTOHl uib uhb W wipe ulo BAOWAhb
face. Certainly he had not felt the
heaJ so bad through haying.
"How's your health nowadays%
asked Dolly, frisking back with look
of resolute unconsciousness.
every good remarkably good I
don't know where you will find man
with q tougher constitution than have
got
"Ahp and Dolly blushed like
sumac in October
eyes, I'm WE'LL" pursued Mr.. Wig
gin, perseveringly, "and I'm tolerable
well-to-do, with nothing to hinder my
marrying again, provided can see
woman to my mind"
"There's the deacon's widow" sug-
gested Miss Dolly, officiously; "she's
pious, economical ="
"She's left with means enough to carry
her through handsomely" interrupted
Mr.. Wiggin, quickly. "Now, I'd rather
have a wife to provide for-one that
needed home. In fact, Dolly, have
my eye on little woman want this
minute"
He had both eyes on her for that
matter, and Miss Dolly was forced to
recognize the situation, whether she ac-
cepted it or not"
"Tve managed to sweeten my tea so
! far, David, without calling upon my
neighbors," chirruped she, STOPPING to
lay straight the braided mat, "and I
might as well keep on. don't feel it
a tax as some people would But there's
Martha Dunning, she's having hard
time to get along. Why don't you take
her, David? She'd appreciate such a
nice home as yours"
." It would seem as if most any woman
might" said Mr.. Wiggin, in an injured
tone; all finished off complete, painted
outside and in"
"She'd be delighted with it, I'm sure
Of it" broke in Miss Dolly, with an air
of conviction, rs she darted into the
kitchen to lift the boiling kettle from
the crane.
But you don't mean that you won't
marry me, Dolly" pleaded Mr.. Wiggin,
anxiously following her to the door
81 have been dotin' on seem you, at
the head of things at nay house."
Martha is q grand manager" said
Miss Dolly, coolly. "David needn't
think he can buy me with new set of
buildings p she added, mentally, snap
ping down the lid of the pug-nosed tea
pot. 81 never did have the name of
being cropping"
"I tell you, Dolly, I won't have
Martha; I don't like her turn p cried
Mr.. Wiggin, testify balancing himself
on the threshold, yet not daring to step
over it.
Miss Dolly gave her undivided atten-
tion to wringing the hearth.
"You know you was always the
woman of my choice, Dolly" pursued
Mr.. Wiggin, as tenderly as he could
consistently with the distance between
"And when we were both young"
"Pshaw p snapped Dolly, scorchine
her wing, "that's beyond the memory
/ of man."
Mr.. Wiggin's position was becoming
painful. Miss Dolly was not to be wor
by the attractions of wealth and po
3 sition, nor even by tender illusions o.
f the past. He would appeal to her kind
ness of heart.
"I used to believe you had some feel
. ing, Dolly" said he, tremulously; "bu
t you don't seem to have any for me
l Here I am left alone in the world
children all paired off, 'thout's Matilda
: and she'll go before the snow flies
/ house empty"
: "I suppose you can have home will
D any of your boys, and welcome" put il
o Miss Dolly, still futtering about tn
s chimney like a swallow.
eyes, if it comes to worst, 1 suppose
= can," assented Mr.. Wiggin, mournfully
{ anything but consoled by this reflection
i, at would break me up terribly, though
/ you may depend, to give up my plac
/ that set so much by and crowd on M
s children"
= No respond save the Gathering of tn
q tongs.
''And it's dreadful melancholy busi
e ness for a man at my time of life to dra
!, along without a partner. I'm gettin
: too old, Dolly" and Mr.. Wiggin brushe
t his sleeve across his eyes as ferrule
t schoolboy might have done. E" Yes, II
getting to be old, Dolly, and it stand
o to reason that haven't many years t
i live but did hope that we might g
down hill together, Dolly, you ehirpir
r me up with that spry way of your'n tina
i I always took to, and carryn' the hei
j. Of
r Here Miss Dolly gave little sniff
nothing worth mentioning only for tn
= effect it produced on Mr.. Wiggin.
n Cant you make up your mind to hav
J, me, Miss Dollyp pleaded Mr.. WiggiI
It 81 don't see how am going to stand
l, if you. can't"
"Then Miss Martha wouldn't suit,
z, said Miss Dolly, archly. "What
d shame now, when she needs propert
It so muchl"
h Hang the property? I'd mortgag
o the whole of it rather than not get you !
,, cried Mr.. Wiggin, with vehemenC
d that quite closed her mouth.
o And so at last he had Miss Dolly,
"a Mrs. Millas, whose beautiful face hs
, become familiar through the picture {