The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1882-03-25
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AUNT AND NIECE.

Bessie, Bessie, you ne very fooIish
child said her Aunt Mary.
@But / can't helpit, said Bessie Norton,
piteOusly.
aHelp it nonsense, said her aunt.
Here / am over forty, and I'm not in love;
no, nor likely to be-
MBut, Aunt Mary, meekly pleaded the
blue eyed little damsel, .'onH think Of the
difference between forty and seventeen ~
Mary Hepworth rubbed her nose We
hemently.
aUpon my word, Bessie, said she, Il
don't know what to do about this ridiculous
business of yours. Dear, dear, am sure /
don't know what this world Is coming to
anyway.
sBut / am seventeen, argued Bessie,
.sand danced at the last charity bali, and
INV dresses are all made with long trains.
Besides. George says l am his guardian
angel =
.sOh. 6ddlesticksl' cried Aunt Mary,
what do You want with husband?'
IAN the girls have husbands, 7 returned
Bessie.
.sAren't you happy as you are
~Y-yes. confessed Bessie shut III
think | should be happier if ! were married
to George
and why, in the name Of reason ?" de-
manded Mary.
Because he loves me
And the deep roses came into Bessie $
cheek as she spoke.
aIsoves You r sc0rnfully echoed Mary
s'loyes your money
Il have ne money, said innocent Bes-
re $50 II can't be that.
Mary laughed hard laugh.
at has never vet occurred 20 her mind
that she j. my heiress, and that the people
Seal me the rich old maid, thought Mary
10 herself sPoor Elfls anronscioas dOre
And for her, of all people in the world. 60
become the prey Of fortune hunter! |
won't have it 81 there
And she turned snee more to Bessie.
Bessie said she, coaxingly, ~do oblige
me and give up this foolish notion Of a
husband
-0h, Aunt, cried the girl, -re&lly I
eouldn't
I'II give You the diamond cross that you
fancied last week.
-Dh, Aunt
si0x eone--yon shall have summer at
Saraaaga"
Il dat want to 60 TO Sarategz
Would you prefer going aliFpaa e aiaed
the elder lady. Il don't ike sea voyages,
but anything would be preferable to wreck
ing your future
iI-I think prefer George, Aunt, fall
tered Bessie. THAT is, If yea won't be
a angry.
You win rush headlaag on your fate,
then n cried Mary. e 4
aYes,7 confessed Bessie. Il think thai
if you don't object viii J"
Bessie said Aunt Mary u never
denied you anything yet, and 4 don't sup
pose shall deny you this. Tel George
Dickson to come and see me. And If he
i really in earnest
ss0h, Aunt, there never was anyone half
80 much in earnest as We two are, fer
zently interrupted Bessie, clasping her
hands.
ssYes, YES, 1 daresay, said Mary; very
wen, as I was remsrking, III take il into
consideration
And Bessie sat down and wrote little
pink note to her lover
4.DEAREsr GEoRGF Aunt Mary has relen-
ted. and you are to come and see her at once.
oh. JOY, joy! Yours EteFnally,
And she called the gardeners boy and
gave him twenty-five cents to post the letter
Immediately
Mr.. George Dickson, being Ike his fair
fancee, very much in earnest, lost no time
in responding to this rose-scented sum-
mons.
frank, he said to his law parznerand
particular friend, '.you'll stand bya fellow,
won't you y
TO the death, said Frank Wright.
Then come with me to face Bessie's old
aunt, said Dickson, 'sforit all depends upon
her-our future mean. Bessie i such a
dear, dutiful little kitten that she win never
marry without her aunt's consent.
That's the situation of affairs, eh p said
Mr.. Wright. "And where does this arbi-
tress of your destiny reside r & A0E
aIn the BlOomingdale road, said Mr..
Dickson; .'but You see, rich or poor, it
makes no difference TO me. It's her niece
want-not hermoney
ssMoney is convenience, for all that, =
thoughtfally remarked Wright '.Yes, I'll
help you TO face the music At what hour
ana to present myself9
s.At ten tomorrow morning, said Dick
son
'sIsn't that rather early?'
aThe sooner | know my fate the better
it win be for me, said Dickson. either
enter into the gates of paradise OF drown
myself "
What thing it is to be in love, said
Wright, reAectiveIy
Mary was in the garden pruning roses
the next morning when the two gentlemen
arrived
go away, said Mary, without turning
her head, as she heard the creaking of the
garden gate s'You are the boy that broke
down my lovely blue iris yesterday. Go
away I say
Ell beg your pardon, said Mr.. Dick
son, in some dismay; Il am not the boy
that broke it.
.Ohr' Mary turned around, and drew
off portentious pair of gloves which shield
ed her hands, Il see. You are the young
man that wants Bessie
'sYes, said Dickson, II am the young