The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1881-10-19
TWO LOVERS AT ONCE.
SIT Docs Happen Sometimes

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"Two lovers at oncel' said Aunt
Bridget, elevating her wrinkled old
hands in despair.
81 can't help it aunt" said Della
Fielding.
'"Why, I never heard of such a
thing in my lifel" said Aunt Bridget.
ut does happen sometimes, aunt"
said the dimpled little beauty, Civ
ing her whole attention to the ar
rangement Of bouquet of geranium
leaves at her corsage.
"And you are engaged to both Of
'em at the same time2" said Aunt
Bridget.
"Well," acknowledged Della, after
a moment or two of grave considera-
ton, 81 don't think l am quite engag-
ed to either Of them!"
"Adela," said aunt Bridget, severe
ly, "what do you think is going to
become of you?"
81 don't know, aunty," said Della.
81 suppose I shall be married some
day"
81 do hope you WILL" said the old
lady with energy. ~ think the care
of you for another five years would
kill me. Only think of 1.-two gen.
tlemen in the house at once, and
both of 'em in love with youl"
SIT makes it lively, Aunt Bridget
said Della, with a sparkle of mis-
ohief in: the blue deepsTunder her
eyelashes. Snow don't scold, there's
an old darling, and I'll go out and
gather some strawberries for teal"
Aunt Bridget gazed, with a sort of
mild frenzy, after the light figure in
the blue cambric dress, with the
cloud of golden curls flying behind,
as'Della Auttered out into the garden
with n glass dish in her hand, and
blue-ribboned gipsy-hat tied down
over her head.
Girls amt what they used to be
when | was young!" calculated the
good old lady. "Why, bless my
heart the first beau l had, remem-
Der | was half frightened out of my
senses, and ashamed SO much as to
look anybody in the face. And here
is Della, with two at a time, and con-
siderin' 'em over just as if they were
samples Of calico or rolls of ribbon
l don't see, for my part, how she can
reconcile it to her conscience"
While Della, STOPPING down among
the strawberry hills, with the mov-
Ing boughs of the apple tree making
a cool green screen above her head,
was also thinking on the same sub
ject.
II suppose l ought to decide, some
time or other," thought Della, as she
paused to eat particularly red
strawberry. "But, oh, dear me, how
is girl to know2 Major Silverpen
docs love me dearly-at least he says
SO. But there is Mr.. Brookstanbaugh
declares he will shoot himself if |
don't say yes. Major Silverpen is
the tallest-but Mr.. Brookstanbaugh
he's got such a delicious tenor voice,
and face that quite reminds one Of
Campanini. Mr.. Silverpen owns
house up the Hudson, but Mr. Brook.
stanbaugh belongs to a yacht club
l suppose it wouldn't do at all to toss
a penny or cut slips of paper. l did
propose it to Aunt Bridget, but she
asked me if | wasn't afraid Of the
heavens falling. AS if my poor lit
tie love affairs could make any differ
ence in the sidereal arrangement
anyhow! Well, l shall have toleave
the matter for Fate to decide"
1t was an unprecedented speech
of pretty Della Fielding's--but Fate
did decide the momentous question
OF Major Leon Silverpen rerSus Mr.,
Bruce Brookstanbaugh, and decided,
it too, before Della dreamed of such
dcnoucmcnt.
1t was a sultry summer night, the
clouds heavy with electricity, the
stars seeming to shine through a sill
yer mist. From the ravine below
A2clea Cottage, the noise of the
gurgling brook sounded omniously
loud-and Della sitting at her win.
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