Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1882-09-22

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go home, nevertheless, and wait as
patiently as / could for the stroke of
ten next morning.
Glory had been in hearing when the
message had been delivered to Miss
Lyddy, and she, too, was on the watch.
at last she scudded in from the the
hedge, her ivories all arglisten, and
her eyes wide open and full of rather
incom prehenslble mirth.
"He's a-comin'," she said, land such
sight!"
At that moment the gate clicked, and
up the walk strobe, indeed, a most
astonishing figure. The Major had got
ten himself up in Continental suit,
which he must have fished out of the
unknown depths of the ancient attics
of Hawthorndean; black velvet coat
with lace ruf1es at the wrist, knee
breeches. white satin waistcoat, slippers
and shoe buckles, powdered wig and
cooked hat. He was six feet tall, portly
and well formed, and he looked every
inch signer of the Declaration at the
very least. He was followed by his
colored man, who carried large brown
paper parcel.
"He's come a-courtin', missus," said
Glory; I've can see it in his face"
/ had not the instinct of Glory, and
doubted; but what his GRAND was /
was dying to know.
But he disappeared into Miss Lydia 3
parlor, and | was left outside to tenn
per my patience as best / could. Pres
emily Glory entered on tip-toe.
"Missus, Missus," she whispered
ode dos swing open jest de leas' crack,
an it's jess opposite de big murror, an
if we came out here in de hall, We can
see it all in de murror, as plain as day,
an it's heap better'n a play"
1t was temptation, but believe me,
dear reader, / resisted it. Only as
Glory ran back to her peeping, l fol-
lowed to pull her away and send ner
out of doors-that was simply my duty
and there ne was on his knees before
her, and she with that wrapt seraphic
look upon her face which no woman
ever wears except upon the most vital
ly interesting occasions. But, Glory
disposed of, / went back to my sewing
and waited as best / could, the conclu-
sion of the momentous interview. The
Major came out at length, as smiling
as May morning, leaving the brown
paper parcel behind him.
1t was very still in Miss Lydia's room
for a quarter of an hour, and then she,
too, emerged from her retreat. Spread
over her hands was gown of cream
coloyed brocade emf 'Iished with the
lovelest roses in full n, with blue
forget-me-nots trailing he-e and there
among them. 1t had an ample waist,
elbow sleeves and train a yard and a
half long.
"My dear Grace" said she, "the Ma
Tor has brought me his mothers we'd
ding gown to be married in"
at is beautiful" | said; "but who is
to be the bridegroom"
She smiled as angels do and looked
affair; delicate futter of pink hung out
in her cheeks to deprecate her re-
creancy, as she whispered in tone OF
Major himself Didn't he look grand
in his knee-breeches?"
"And Mr.. Applebloom?"
"Major Hawthorne will adjust that
matter"
Chat matter" indeed! She spoke
as though it were already as remote
from her as the pyramids.
81 congratulate you, Miss LYDIA"
said, growing formal, for she had behav-
ed sham efully.
"Don't blame me-" she murmured
"Maior Hawthorne declares he has love
ed me since l was child, but never
thought himself worthy of me, the gay
deceiver; and Mr.. Applebloom you
know, is only the acquaintance of a
day"
wanted to ask her how she had dis
posed of her presentiment, but did
not dare.
Major Hawthorne subscribed $50 to
the Micronesian mission, and sent Mr..
Applebloom elsewhere to look for q
wife, and the verdict of Balaam's Cor,
ners was that he mad done the hand,
some thing.
Fore goodness!" said Glory, "ef dere
weren't cl'ar relation between dem
pigs an providence, den l don't know
nothin'."
Miss Lydia took the same pious view
of the matter and made the Major th>
most dainty and dignified of wives
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