Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1882-01-03

You Will forgive my audacity 2 he
murmured, moving his chair tribe
nearer.
"Of course |" responded Miss Pipely.
"Weil, then, said Mr.. H.dger, plung-
ing headlopg into the subject, will you
sell me that old mshogany dragons head
chair OF yours for my collection Of
antiquities l am told it has record
for century and half, and have long
been anxious to possess it. Expense
will be no object to me, rs my pleasure
lies in collecting these valuable articles
of vertu."
Miss Pamela tunnel red aud white
the folds of the apron fell from her
hand. Figuratively speaking, she
froze over at once.
II pref.r to drive no bargains for any
family relief" she said, siilly.
But"
81 am sorry to disappoint you, but it
is really quite out of the question" said
Pamela.
might I continue to hope"
You may continue to hope nothingF
severely spoke the lady.
And Mr.. Hedger, beginning vaguely
to suspect that som etbing WAS wrong,
stumbled vaguely cut OF tho room.
While Pamela put her lead down in her
hinds, and began to cry little.
al thought he was going to propose,
she said. And / did like him-and
WAS just going to say yesl And to
think he only wanted that horrid
old dragons chair, after allr
In Tie woodward outside Mr..
Hedger encountered Squire Samuel
Pipcly, who was splitting wood like n
good-naiurcd Goliath.
"Ohw said the squire. Pears to
me you made a very short stay.
Hedger?"
Il don't think your sister was much
pleased" said Mr. Hedger.
The squire suspended his AZ in mid.
Eir.
"Not pleased ?" said he. "Why
what on earth did you say to her?'
81 only asked if she would be willing
to sell me tho old claw-legged mahog.
any chair for my collection OF antilri'
ties"
"And she said no:"
"She said no, most cmphatically."
The squire struck his ax into log,
scratched his nose and chuckled.
"Ah 7" said lie. "Well, it amt her
fault; she coulda't say yes"
Couldn't say yes? ?" echoed Hedger.
"My Grandfather Pipcly was a queer
old SOUL" said Sam. HE left that
chair to Pamela, You know"
$50 I have understood" said Mr..
Hedger.
"She never was to part with it unless
she married." added the squire,
Unless she married p repeated Mr..
Hedger, vaguely.
But in that case" said Squire Sam,
Selling bis az again, at was TO become
the joint property Of her and her hus'
band"
81 never thought OF that" said NJ.
Hedger.
Second thoughts are sometimes best
thoughts" said the squire, splitting
away as for dear life.
1--WE always admired her." said Mr.
Hedger, "und l believe I'll go back
Just rs you please" observed the
squire.
Miss Pamela Pipely was sitting By
the fire, with little flush on her cheek
and little moisture of her eyelashes,
while her knitting lay UNDECIDED in her
lap. She started at his entrance.
"Miss Pipely-" said the bachelor.
"Sir !" she cried, brushing away the
dew from the lashes, which curved SO
prettily at their end, and trying to look
unconcerned.
"If you won't give me the old chair
said Mr.. Hedger, "will you give me
YOURSELF
81 don't know what you mean" said
Miss Pamela.
"Don't you ?" said Mr.. iHedger.
And then he sat down beside Miss Pa
mela and explained himself.
81 never heard OF such thing in my
life !" cried she, Historically.
"But don't you think it would DO a
capital idea?" urged Mr.. Hedger.
"No-yes-perhapsl |" said the lady.
you'll think of it?'' said he.
eyes, I'll think of it," said she.
And SO they became engaged. and
Mr.. Hedger added to his social status
and his collection of antiques at the
same time. And they are just as happy
as il it had been case Of love ct first
sight.
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