News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1884-07-10

ryatt, with not unnatural irritation.
''There's Jenkins's one-hoss wagon, -
mildly suggested the old man. "Im
goin' to Jenkins's directly, arter a box
O. stove-blacking, paound O. taller dips
and quarter of a paound o green tea
for Isabella. I can tell jenkins to come
raound and cart ye to the station, eff ye
don't grudge crown"
ssBy all means, said Mr.. MarryaJt,
hurriedly. ''And while you are gone,
Isabella, as you call her, can give me
some supper"
He sat down in the old Iow-ceiled
room, where the rag-carpet seemed
neither brighter nor DINNER than it had
done twenty years ago, and warmed his
chilled feet before blaze of swapping
logs: while old Isabella, who might
have appeared creditably at any tableau
as the ''Witch of Endor," crept around
an iron POT which swung from a pro-
digious crane, and got supper, after a
slow and inefficient manner.
pretty gay iu town this winter ?"
said cid Isabella, brandishing her spoon
over him, in the manner of an incanta-
ton, as she watched him cat the rabbit
stew, after it was dished.
81 suppose so.
''I'm a,thinkin' of goin' there my
SELF" said Isabella, mumbIing her
toothless jaws.
''To take situation ?' asked Marry
att, inwardly thinking that he could not
conscientiously give her recommends
ton as cook.
''Bless your art, no !" said Isabella.
81 know sea captain there as amt
married; and they tell me the gals is all
pickin' and choosin' for themselves, now
that leap year has come round. Any
how, I'm tired O. this place and don't
see why my chance amt as good as
another's."
Mr.. Marryatt stared at her in mute
amazement, while he secretly deplored
the sad case of the unsuspecting sea-
captain.
"P'raps you wouldn't mind keepin' a
heye on the fire." said the gentle Isa-
bella, "while Jest go over and look to
see if Simon has locked the hen-house.
Simon's dreadful forgetfuI.'
And she hobbled away.
At the same time there came loud
and emphatic knocking at the outer
door, and a stout country girl, with
cheeks of that peculiar red which shines
as if it had been vanished, very black
eyes, and coarse black hair, walked in,
wen Wrapped up IN a. rea-Nna- 6roelA
plaid shawl, and fearful felt hat which
looked like damaged helmet.
"I've come for Mr.. Marryatt," said
she, without any ceremony of introduc-
ton.
Instinctively our hero backed against
the wall.
"What l' cried he.
''You're Mr.. Marryatt, amt you ?"
said she.
"That'sm name retreating still further
behind the stiff wooden-backed chair,
where Uncle Origen used to sit and
smoke his pipe.
"Well, I'm come for you. You amt
deaf, be you? Tm-come-for-you !"
"Yes; but-I--"
"Thele amt no time to lose," bawled
this daughter of solitudes, seizing him
by the arm. "This here's your bag
gage ?" grasping the valise in the other
hand.
This was Leap Year with vengeance,
thought our perspiring hero.
With one desperate struggle he freed
himself
ST won't CO." said he. Nothing can
compel me to, against my WILL
"You won't?" said the red-cheeked
damsel.
"No, I WON'T" said Mr.. John Mar
ryatt.
"Then you will miss the train, as sure
as serpents !' said thl red-cheeked dam
sci. "And it won't be no fault of mine.
Father has ha' the rheumatics, and /
I Iomised him would come for you."
"Oh, the train-I see," cried Mr..
Marryatt. ''I didn't quite comprehend
your meaning at first. Yes, I'll come
Immediately"
And the red-cheeked damsel, who
proved 10 be no despicable charioteer,
ratified down the frozen mountain-road,
with considerable skill and energy,
reaching the solitary station just as the
freight-train came in sight around a
curve.
So, Mr. Marryatt arrived in town just
in time to see the sunrise glow irradiate
the. RED brick chimney-pots behind the
Delavan House.
"Not married yet" he said to HIM
self; "but 1 will as soon as possible if
she will have me. I'll run no more such
risks as this p
That very afternoon he called at DIR.
Mere's house and proposed TO Avice-
and Avice accepted him. Yes, she
actually accepted him
"But did you really say that" asked
Avice, feeling it her duty to admonish
her swain little-''that-th that you did
not want to be married against your
wilI?"
''Of course said it, answered Mar
ryatt, ''and / meant it. 1 don't intend
to be married against my will; L intend
to be married with it. And did you
really say you wouldn't marry John
Marryatt for thousand pounds ?"
"And [ wouldn't r. cried Avice, look
ing up with sparkling eyes. mot for
twice that money; but-iust because
love him p
So they both were happy, and laughed
heartily over the adventures at Uncle
Origen's house.
And when Penelope Paxton next saw
the bride-elect, she chuckled and said
$50 it isn't to be a case of Miss
Betty Baxter, after all !"
And Avice colored, and said "she did
not know what Miss Penny could posi-
bly, mean. "-Something to Read.
"PLEAsE send me pretty name for
girl baby" writes an enthusiastic young