Mexico weekly ledger., 1883-02-15
LOVE AND A DUCKING.

s.This is my daughter Caroline.
Carrie, Mr.. Sloan"
Harry Sloan bowed, and pretty,
winsome Carrie Hervey bowed in re-
turn.
Harry had picked out the farm as
residing place during business trip.
After Carries father had intro
duced the young people he went to
the barn, leaving the pair seated upon
the porch.
'sA pleasant spot this" said Harry,
after he had finished admirings the
pretty, dimpled hand which the girl
had carlessly laid upon the light blue
dress.
''You like it," she asked.
"Like does but half express my
admiration. 1t seems as though /
should be perfectly satisfied to linger
here forever" responded Harry.
''But surely. Mr.. Sloan, the at
fractions of city life must surpass
those of such a hum-drum locality"
"And why, may l ask?'
"Because. because-well, l cannot
fully explain my reason. suppose
it is because am heartily sick of CITY
ways"
"And so you come here for a
changer"
eyes, Ibelieve that is the reason"
The pair sat there upon the porch,
talking upon one subject and the 9TH
er until the evening shadows fast
deepened into darkness.
Finally Harry arose and said:
Gas l am somewhat tired with my
journey, l will retire.
The girl called her father, and the
latter, taking lamp led the way to
the front chamber on the upper floor.
Harry took up his traveling-bag, and
after a ''good night to Carrie, he
followed the old gentleman up the
stairs, and shortly afterward was
soundly sleeping.
"He is handsome and so is Jack
He is gentlemanly, and Jack is not
quite so easy. He talks and acts like
a real gentleman, and Jack can hard
ly ever find the right word to say
when it is needed. Jack loves me
and II wonder do 1 really and trul.
love Jack"
| Thus Carrie mused after she hat
disrobed herself for the night, ant
sat by the window.
Strange, she had never questioned
the fact as to whether she loved Jack
She had always taken it for granite
that she did love the handsome
brown-faced farmer boy who had &C
accompanied her home from singing i
the parish-room on practicing night
in the winter and taken her to pi
mes and on excursions in the sun
, mer.
Theirs had been an affection will
out any question, any doubt or mi:
trust to mar the serenity of its flow.
Two, three weeks pass rapidly
; and Harry Sloan finds himself mu
0 ing over the possibility of his bein
0 able to provide for wife. Carrie
. lovely face, her pretty figure and b
. . grace have been the whole cause
his perplexity. Before he met h
he never had thought of ever ma
! rying.
He had espied fine young farm
on several occasions talking with Ca
!. rie at the gate, but she had told hi
that it was Jack, a schoolmate al
lifelong friend.
One evening Harry was seated
the parlor talking to Carrie, wher
I trap halted at the door, and ia
] asked her to take a ride. Aga
when Harry requested her to TAXI
row on the lake, she said she was We
sorry, but that she had an enga!
r ment with-Jack.
"Miss Hervey, that Jack seems
take up all of your spare tlme,"
VI claimed Harry.
Excuse me, Mr.. Sloan, not gu
all. l believe am at your servi
when not otherwise engaged, most
i the time
And turning on his heels Ha
would leave Carrie. This soon
came common, and finally he del
termined to end all by asking Ca
for her hand.
"Miss Hervey, will you walk v
me along the river side this evening
asked Harry one evening after tea
"I-I don't know
~ "Of course, its another enga
+ ment. No matter, l return to
city tomorrow morning." interrur
:, Harry.
OIL "You are wrong, Mr.. Sloan; b
no other engagement. To prove
will go to the river with you.''
She put ON her new, pretty, W
brimmed Gainsborough and wal
by his side to the river.
. ''It is pretty she said, gazing
upon the lake, which reflected {
shining star and feecy, floating cl
upon its mirror-like surface.
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