The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1882-07-06

is it like?"
"Wel, it's sort of-of general use
fulness-''
why, it must be to run errands,"
said L, laughing. '.And where is it,
Tom?'
Well" said Tom, hesitating again,
''it's with me-"
'.How very nicer' Exclaimed. '.How
soon can / have itP''
1.-The sooner the better, so far as | am
concerned said Tom, and with that he
turned and looked at me, and directly l
met his eyes l knew somehow, ali in a
moment, what it was he meant; and l
knew, too, both, that / could not have
passed all my life with VIII BROMLEY,
and why | could not.
| am sure Lefty Walters, who inter-
rupted US just then, must have thought
my wits were wandering that evening,
and, indeed, they were;. for / was COM
pletely daZed with this sudden turn
things had taken. But Tom, who had
the advantage of me there, took it quite
coolly, and laughed and talked with
Lefty just the same as ever till she went
away.
1t was pretty late when we went in.
h
ting in the twilight.
Wasn't that Lefty Walters with you
while ago?" she asked, as we came in.
YES" said l, with a confused feel
ing of an explanation of something be-
ing necessary; ''she just came to bring
the new crochet pattern she promised
me.n
'H'mr' said mother, as much as to
say she had her own ideas as to what
Lefty came for.
Tom had been wandering about the
room in an absent sort of fashion, tax
ing up and putting down in the wrong
places all the small objects that fell in
his way. He came up and took a seat
by mother. l became of sudden very
busy with the plants in the window; for
l knew he was going to tell her.
Wish me joy" Aunt Anne,' said he;
''it's all settled"
'Settled, is it?" said mother, in any,
thing but joyful tone. 80 it's as 1
suspected all along. Well, you have my
best wishes, Tom; perhaps you may be
happy after all; I'm sure l hope So"
This wasn't very encouraging sort
of congratulation, and Tom seemed
rather taken aback by it.
I'm sorry you're not pleased" he
said, after a pause; II had an idea
somehow you would be-
Il do not know from what you judged.
But. there, it's no use crying over split
milk. You'll be married directly, pre-
sumo. | must be looking for house."
and mother stroked her nose reflective
ly with a knitting needle.
'.What for?n said Tom; 81 thought of
keeping on here all the same,''
81 never suspected otherwise" said
mother. "Of course / did not expect to
turn you out of your own house."
''But what is the need Of looking for
another then?"
"Why, for myself"
For yourselfr' repeated Tom, in =
f6ase ft2Rs Gsmdst Ct nttft RP5R~9y@w6y, Aunt Anne,
l never heard of such a thing"
''Now, Tom said mother, speaking
very fast, and making her needle fly in
concert, .'we might as well come to an
understanding at once on this subject.
| am fully sensible of your past kind
| ness-now just let me tinish-1 say |
appreciate it, and have tried to do my
| duty by you in return, as hope | shall
always be ready to do. l wish all good
to you and your wife, and shall be glad
to help her if l can, but to live in the
same house with her is what would turn
out pleasant for neither one of US, and,
| once for all, / can't do it,
''Aunt Anne" said Tom, pushing
back his chair and staring in mothers
excited face, ''either you or | must be
out of our wits.
''It's not me, then, at any rate" re-
torted mother, getting nettled.
| Amusement and q certain embarraSS-
ment had kept me a silent listener so
| far, but there was no standing this; l
tried to speak, but could not for laugh
ing.
Il think you are all out of your wits
together" said mother, turning sharp
| ". what ails the child? It's no
! laughing matter"
''You don't understand each other"
l gasped; "oh, dear! it's not Lefty
oh-oh, dearr' and relapsed again.
Not Letty?" repeated mother, turn
ing to Tom. ''Then why did you tell
me so?n
81 never told you so,' said Tom.
"Why, yes you did," persisted moth
er. You came in and told me you were
going to be married"
Eyes, so l am,n said Tom, still at
cross-purposes.
"Now, Tom Dean," said mother ris-
ing and confronting him, "what do
you mean? Who is going to be your
wife?''
why, May, of course" answered
Tom.
.'May" and then, after pause of
/ ,ro l. Il - I,
er's turn to laugh. 'Do you mean to
say, Tom, it was that child you were
thinking of all the while?"
"Why, who else could it be?' said
Tom, sharply
| WELL" said mother, 81 ought to
have remembered you never did do any
thing like anybody else. But, still, why
in the world did you 60 to work in such
a roundabout way?"
Il wanted to see how you took to my
idea" said Tom.
''And how do you suppose we were to
guess your idea meant May?" mother
| asked.
WHO else could it be?n repeated Tom.
falling back on what he evidently found
unanswerable argument 1t was no use
talking to him. Mother gave it up with
| q shake of the head.
'.And you won't want another house
then, Aunt Annie?'' said Tom, sudden
ly. That set mother off again; Tom
! Joined with her, and altogether | don't
think we ever passed merrier evening
than the one that made US acquainted
| with Toms wife.
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