Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1883-02-07
GaIts arlo Sketfkts.
eUR CoLesEL's STORY.
CONFINED from Yesterday

ssIn this land OF pearls anu pfecioUS
stones, no go, dear boy. !" saia Mr. ne ".
sFrom Dondra Head % Point Caiamere-
north, south, east, vest-tne women Won
box at you; tbss you nave io9nd OUT long
tapo. Give ~ bunting: then, in these OFT
4 trod colopial fields. and draw the nome
covers. Don't you happen to know any
bonuy fassie in your own Caledonia stern
.ndEild' or a pretty colleen in the oisle of
4 ar1Ielahs and shamrocks. who would be
Jglad to share curry and rice with you?
Go and try those parts if not, have hap |
hazard shy at where l hail from, the Chan |
mel Islands. Spins-ay and precious good
| looking ones too-are as plenty there as |
cocoanuts are here, and maybe one ofthem |
might be induced to clear out in your IA
vor. Failing those islets. know of no other |
dodge than indenting upon one of those |
cooperative associations which furnish ev-
erytbing, even to a better-half. But mind. |
old man, they keep roster for foreign |
service in their offices; first lady on the |
list, plain or pretty, first for duty; you
pays YOUR money, but you don't take your |
CHOICE
| But these suggestions also were consld-
cred infeasible. and put aside. Presently, |
however, thought struck Mcpherson.
lie Geste," said he, "when | was
bow there lived in the neighborhOod OF my
fathers manse a widowed lady with two or
three then wee. very wee daughters. From
what I can recollect of them their means
were cramped, not to say scanty, but they
were OF good blood and form. One OF
the children, the eldest. if my memory
serves me. was called Effie-Effie Medium,
and promised to be bonny, for can faint
ly recall her blue eyes, flaxen hair,
rosy complexion, and jump little figure.
II she be alive she must be close on thirty,
for it is MANY years since | came out here
a stripping, and China Doray (Anglice,
little mastery on the Paycock estate, as
my kind employer styled that property
Mrs Medium knew me well-better, in
deed than knew her. | wonder if she
and the BARNS be in the land of the leal or
the living"
Write indirectly and inquire.
.And Sandy did so. and ascertained
that his old acquaintances, Miss Effie in
lcluded were still alive, and proudly bear
ing up against the res augusta domi.
Armed with which intelligence he once
again proceeded to lie Geste.
ut is all right now Mac" said he;
"your course is as clear as the day. Send
a chit to mater-familias n. tell her that
YOU are well-to-do in the world, own land
and cattle, men, servants and maid-serv
ants that you want to settle; that as
whipper- snapper you liked-no better say
lloved-Miss Ellie, and ask her in plain
English to out and marry you. Above
all things. though, be sure and send your
photograph, you are not such very, very
bad looking chap, Sandy, if you would
only dress like Christian and not like a
coolie."
So the letter was written, submitted to
lie Geste's inspection. sealing, posting.
and in due course of time was received by
the Mediums and created no small sensa-
| ton in their little household, and was
much spelt and pondered over, especially
by the damsel most concerned-still a
comedy, if even somewhat passe body
and who after a while, consented to come
out and wed her sutton.
latter all, mother DEAR" she said "he
has house and home for me maybe, by and
by. for you too, Jennie and I'll help you
all can. It's the best thing for ne.
And really Mr.. McPhearson-or suppose
| ought to call him Alexander-is yet
young, and not bad-looking. Quite the
contrary-very, very nice looking; see the
photo he has sent us
| Anu MISS Jcuuit uultc aSIccu viii hci
elder sister that Mr.. Mcpherson was a
beauty.
well my baifns," said the old lady.
II can't gainsay you that the portrait is
winsone and douce enough but as | call
to mind the boy Sandy, the son of the
minister, he was not nearly so seemly and
well favored. But it is indeed lang. sine
I set eyes on him. and likely he has got
handsomer as he got older, some men do
Then everything being settled. Miss
Medium accepted her kismet agreed to go
out. and her lover-open-handed, honor
able, true, as have already told you he
was--sent the wherewithall. for her pas
sage and outfit.
And pending the many weeks that
lapsed, and while the good ship Queen of
Serendib was sailing round the cape of her
destination. a change, radical change
came over the life and habits of our BRIDE
expecting friend. He cast into the limbo
of things done with his coarse ''cumhes''
rough .dungarees" and other country
clothing, and burst out into Europe mus
ter" linen. tweeds and surges. He pur-
chased largely house furniture and nick
nacks; he bought lady's horse and a
Peat's side-saddle; he whose equine pro-
clivities had never extended beyond a
shaggy mountain pony. and tattered and
torn pigskin He told his old flames and
chums that he was going in for the Bene-
dict, and bashfully listened to the rifles
and jeers of the one, and the chaff and
laugh of the other.
But. barring 1.-The Great Unwashed'
himself, no one was more taken back by
the course OF events than Tamby his long
serving 'appoo" or butler. That func-
tionary saw coolie after coolie arrive at
Ailsa Craig with load upon load of I'M
known and unusual goods; and although
in the Lines" and other native resorts, he
might have expressed his bewilderment,
vet in his masters presence he reserved a
stolid silence. But when one day string
of sbandies" (carts) drew up. and from
beneath their leaf-covered tits were drag
ged out mats and carpets, sofas. chairs,
tables, what not, then his apparent indit-
ference and ''nigger" tongue could hold
out no longer.
why master kick up all this bobberee?
What for<he want all desc tings on Waite
(estate)?" He inquired.
"A young lady is now on her way from
Scotland to marry me, Tamby."
ssMorry noray Una stprl going take wife