The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1883-05-11

Very much So" murmered he with great
empressment, bowling very low and Just
touching the slender hand held out TO him
with his perfumed lips
Seating himself so that the young lady
could not fail To notice the fine embroidery
| on his hosiery the gentleman readjusted his
| long blonde mustache the little finger be-
ing correctly curved, and before the caves
choppers left their posts OF observation they
heard him langudly remark:
| Il had I'D ideah how vewy agwee able an
ACQUAINTANCE with Miss Blanc would be,
otherwise, assure you, 1t would have been
| impossible for me to have wemained away
until now Wealy it would"
The sequel was obvious, and Iily's col
lapsed condition on her return only con-
trmed the general expectation.
Aha" exclaimed Honora lsee he has
given you the button hole bouquet he
wores
.Yes, Honora and his ring also II is
mine, now" replied Lily, holding out her
| hand to display the large diamond glittering
on her engagement finger"
~Well! Did you ever hear of such an ex-
traordlnary week as this Four of US On
gagged in as many days" said Honora AS
I for me- j would be moro difficult TO suit
Few men have the exalted ambition and
nobility Of soul that only would be willing
to mate with"
Did you notice his beautiful hair, his per-
| fectly elegant attitudes and that lovely pink
silk handkerchief" murInured Lily, in a
| kind of dreamy ecstasy
"Oh, you are perfectly welcome to him."
cried Madge. Il do believe bit of mud on
his patent-leather boots would forever un-
| settle his mind
My precious Augustus!" breathed Lily,
with die-away sigh, at which piece OF af-
fectation her companions laughed immoder-
atelc
On Friday Tom Chanter sauntered into the
drawing room, his bright eyes cleaning
with humor, and all unconscious Of being
under inspection, he hummed lively opera,
inwardly hoping that Miss Blanc would not
| overwhelm him with her dignity, the fell
lows who had already met her being mys-
teriously reticent on the subject
"Madge, Madge, your time has GOMEZ said
Daisy detecting her schoolmates admira-
| ton.
Madge did not deny the gentle insnua-
ton, and when she burst in without cere-
mony upon Tom, attired in bew1tching
pink dress, 1t proved a case of love at first
sight
Il was afraid Tantivy had ruined my pros
poets" said the happy Tom, after they had
come to an understanding, "for since he was
here he seems exactly like an engaged lover
SO absent-minded and al that you know;
and what most aroused my suspicion was
that l couldn get word out OF him in ref
erence to his visit l can't imagine what
ails him; but no matter now that you are
mine"
He is certainly very elegant gentle
man." replied Madge, demurely, "but not TO
be compared with you, III my estimation
Tom found it impossible to resist the ten
der naigcte of her upward glance; and, sud
denly clasping the blushing Madge in his
strong arms, he whispered:
1T is bliss to have you say that!'
While waiting for their last visitor TO APP
pear next day, Honora, with an air of high
superiority, remarked:
Il must say, girls, | think you have acted
| w 1Gtnnnlinn
actual indelcacy in this matter. The whole
school engaged What a revelation for
mother! j am glad l am not so easily i'm
pressed Daisy and at least are not entan-
gled; but-ah! who is this?"
Catching the sound OF a firm, manly foot
step, she quickly surveyed the drawing
room, and saw the tragedian-like Montalto
entering. He was dressed entirely in black,
with silk hat in his hand and light over
| coat on his arm.
Honora observed the quiet dignity and
conscious power of every movement, the
naughty curve of his lips, and the fire in his
dark eye
He is superb" was her involuntary excla-
nation
@Hark! the conquering hero comes!'
quoted Daisy, laughing with the rest.
go! Coz cried they, gayly, forcing her
away.
Il shall be proud to make his acquaint-
ance" said Honora, departing, but, depend
time. Beings like us never rush into serious
situations without due consideration"
| After such positive assertions, Honora
Campan could not be induced to confess
exactly what happened in her private inter
view with Montalto. Subsequent events,
however, left her protestations and preten-
sions open to suspicion
And, after all, the real Daisy Blanc had
met none of her guardians
She's as playful as a kitten" said Tom
| ntnfn ifalri of N hpf
rutfied pink dress
Montato, frowning darkly, fastened to
correct him.
Those are terms fit to apply to a romp.
whereas Miss Blanc is dark-eyed and males
| tic"
Chanter and Weed laughed this opinion
to scorn.
NO. weally, you are dead wrong, Montalto,
her eyes are blue as the violets; assure you
| they are drawled Tantivy, not half liking
the discussion of his fiancees charms
INV dear fellow, YOU must be dreaming :"
said Severn patronizingly, having distinct
and thrilling remembrance OF Miram's black
orbs.
wager you any amount that her hair is
auburn and her eyes beautiful gray" said
| Bristol holly.
"Poh These fools are all color blind"
thought Severn, while Montalto strobe away
in disgust
"Tll tell you what, boysl" said Burke, "if
| y
| ought TO marry her.
HUM Do you think so, weally?" replied
Tantivy, with a very knowing smile. "Well,
/ agree with you about that, and well con-
slider the subject"
PRECISELY" echoed Tom Chanter, ironi-
caly, Wen think about it
Each man enjoyed the fancied delusion OF
how he had sold the others; and Burke alone,
having n clear conscience, wondered at their
difference OF opinion. and the warmth of
feeling displayed in discussing the person
atty OF Daisy Blanc.
Madam Campan was anxious that Daisy S
appearance should reflect credit upon her
own motherly care, and with the instructive
taste of a true French woman, she wished
her TO be dressed entirely in white, at their
little reception. Perhaps she also INDUCED
a secret hope that her darling would be
spared the drudgery of being a school
teacher by becoming the wife of one OF her
wealthy bachelor guardians, and certainly
when she floated into the drawingroom that
evening, Daisy Blanc was eXquisitely beauti-
full: q being who seemed made only for lux
ury and love.
Cyrus Burke thought so, when, appearing
rather late he found his six friends paying
devoted attention TO one or the other young
ladies' while the fairest of them all stood
near the door in solitary neglect
Madam Campan came into the room al
most at the same instant with Cyrus Burke,
and after casting a look of bewilderment on
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