The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1882-05-19

last ?" (Much as exclaimed the othe
day when received q bill for thret
months piano hire
Aurelia trembled little. She wa
dreadfully afraid that he was going .
propose to her; and, likewise, that b
had proposed to several other youni
ladies heretofore.
What should she dor
Could she Withstand that necktisf
Those whiskers a?
That voice2
Feeling terribly confused and general
ly mulrothered," as the HibenianI
say, she looked very calm and cCmposec
Zone can do that at 26 If one is afenale)
and said, very airily and easily
"What do you refer to, Mr. Shaw 1
Has what come ?"
Dudley hesitated q moment. aad
cleared his throat with that clerical
"ahem II beloved of parsons. Thin he
turned up the whites of his eyes Sead-
fully, again l give you my wori that
onlythe sclerotica was visible-cleehed
his right hand, and fell gracefully yupon
one knee before her.
Excellently well done, Dudley
declaration with so stereotyped and
hackneyed form of expression. lsup-
pose, though. that he had read this sort
of thing in the " thrilling" style Of ro-
mances, and thought it quite au fait.
Anyhow, when he got comfortably set
tied on his knee, he began:
Miss Hastings-Aurelia- heart
is volcano under snow. For many
weary years have wandered to andfro,
up and down the cold, hard world, seek
ing some hght-some light-to--iO be
my lode-star on the path of existence.
But we-they-that Is, I-have not
found In all the earth-in the hight
galaxy that has shed its luster about me
mo, / have not found one-not me
whom could love--whom could wish
to call mine own forevermore-till
now."
Artful dog But that wasn't al he
said.
"This it is that has prematurely
weighed me down. Ihaye feared t0fnd
no partner to share my Joys and sor-
rows-to wander with me on the path of
my existence--(he said that beforel-to
smile when smiled, and to wipe away
my tears when wept."
Really pretty occupation for
wife.
"Aurelia, 1 love you'll For the first
time in my life utter those words to a
woman, for only now do they bear any
Will you, o angel viii you
be mine ?"
He arose from his knee without any
answer, for none was needed. Aurella
had been quite overpowered by the hrst
burst of rhetoric, and when it came 70
the final clause, asserting that Mr..
Shaw's love was now for the first tme
awakened, she gave in completely, snd,
bending her fair head upon his shoulder,
sne gave him her white hand-a mite
but eloquent and satisfactory reply.
Tell me, my little dears-you girls
Who read this interesting tale-canddly.
would you like me to show up all the de-
ails of your affairs of the heart, in
print, for the delectation of over 100, 600
leaders? Idon't think it. No; know
Tou won't ask me to tell you all that fol-
owed. Let poor Aurelia have half an
hour to herself, her Dudley and her hap
1iness, and do not ask me to abuse the
authors privilege of intrusion.
I'll tell you what l will do, though.
I'll describe something that took place
oon after-something that will interest
Il speak kconfidently-win interest every
ingle lady who reads it-yes, and the
married ones, too.
Now, then. One morning, not quite
wo months after the last scene related,
here were several carriages standing in
ront of the respectable-looking house
hat had attracted Dudley Shaw's atten-
ion the night he fret walked home with
Aurelia.
In the little front parlor the owners of
hese carriages were assembled, with
ome others. Mr.. and Mrs. Hastings
Fere there, comforting themselves good
eal. They were grim but "genteel
Or the occasion, as they didn't fancy
be match much. Susie Martyr, bosom
riend and bridesmaid to Aurelia, was
here, with her lazy betrothed, Harry
farley, who yawned much, and only
7ore one white kid glove, because it was
uch ga blessed lot of trouble, you see,
o put the confounded things on"
Then there was the Rev. John Bible
anger, who was to officiate, looking
cry solemnly funereal, with his " other
oat on, and white neckcloth of por-
entous size.
There were Others present, too, though
4 less importance. Wilhelmina NcNab,
rho wrote acrostics and played the ac-
ordeon; Maj. Bompon, who wore plaid
rousers and diffused an odor of brandy
one of Shaw's friends) and others,
qually interesting.
The principal actors In the affair, of
curse, were Dudley and Aurelia.
They were In a most extraordinary
condition of good clothes. It is of no
lse for me to try even a single dash at
of their costumes-I know
Ihouldn't succeed.
To my mind, though, Susie Martyr
ooked as interesting as anybody.
suppose Harry Farley thought so, too,
,nly he was too lazy to say it. Hr-
y was to be groomsman, but he
,ame very nearly forgetting all abouiit;
70 Susie had to hunt him up Just at the
asst moment. She found him lying onthe
OUNCE in the sitting room, with his ges
half shut and cigar between his teeth.
Being too lazy to smoke, however, the
,igar had gone out.
Susie pulled him violently off the
OUNCE and boxed his ears, thenby
,haking the cigar ashes all over his
,hirt-front, until his consciousness re-
;urned sufficiently to enable him to
stand up with Dudley. I strongly ms--
oect the only reason why Harry had not
married Susie long ago (they had bsen
;hree years betrothed) was that he could
not nerve himself up to the task of eet-
ling ready.
When all were ready the "happv
pair " stood up, and, after long
ceremony, the Rev. j. B. mo.
them man and wife, in the usual
manner.
Aurelia was very happy, so she cried.
Dudley was very happy, too, but he did
not cry. He had made an arrangement
Tor getting comfortable little berth IN
he Ayrbubble Banking House, the onlv
previous objection beng his celibacT
The Directors desired none but steadv
married men. Now he vss
one Of that sort, 50 he felt more lie
laughing than crying.
Why shouldn't Aurelia be haunv
now? She had found what she had.o
long waited for. Her town dear Du5'
ley had never looked with love on snv