The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1885-07-03
| hope ! see you well, miss" said he.
" Pretty well, stammered Rosa.

ana then followed an awful silence.
The young man, after portentously
clearing his throat, began TO unfasten the
buckles OF his valsse.
j" have something here which should
like to show you. /" said he.
F" He has got some credentials as to char
acter, thought Rosa, " or perhaps it's an
engagement ring. Oh, hope it's a nice
Are YOU fond Of cooking >" said the
young man. But i needn't ask Every
New England girl is that
:" | like it pretty well" said Rosa, much
maryeiiHg at the questiOner.
g ION read good deal, | suppose S'
little
g Exactly, y said the young man. We'll
l have here the very thing that will suit
you. Ioar next neighbor below, Mrs.
Slattcrly, has taken two copies of it, and
1t was she who recommended me to call
here A complete cookery book, with all
the recipes in poetry and Illustrated
throughout, at only 81 q volume. \ SON
venir alike worthy of n parlor table er
the kitchen dresser, or even place in the
young lady's boudoir. And as for literary
excellence"
His tongue was unloosed at last he
was sufficiently yoluble now.
Rose started to her feet.
Arc-are you a book agent ?" she
cried
That's my business, miss" acknowI-
edged the young man. unwrapping sew
eral differently bound volumes of the
" Complete Cookery Book, in Verse"
win you do me the favor to look at this
No. won't - excitededly cried Rosa.
" 1 only ask trial to convince you
=" Let me 90 ~ cried Rosa, blindly rush.
ing TO the door. +" IL am not well I
think am going TO faint
The book agent picked up his specta-
cles, looked blankly at the blue, red and
green volumes of his stock in trade and
began slowly TO replace them in his va
lse.
q don't believe / shall make trade
here" said he to himself "The people
are queer. | hope haven't got into a pri
Yate lunatic asylum"
And he opened the front door and walk
ed outof the house, Just as Rosa ran sob
bing down the grapevine path in the gar
den, directly into the arms OF a tall young
giant, who was coming up from the river
with an overcoat on his shoulder
. Rosa" said he, I've come here to
ask You to pardon me. 1t was that ad-
yertised. l did it just for joke. But
when You answered TT e
".Jotham Ellett." cried Rosa, nearly
choking with wrath, f" III never forgive
you in this world-uever.
She struggled to escape from his grasp,
but in vain. III
' Now, Rosa, don't be vexed, T" said he.
You viii forgive me; You must And
you shall marry me, too There / al
ways said / could pluck up a spirit to ask
any girl to marry me; but somehow this
matter seems to settle itself. No. you
shall not go till you've said yes. You're
the very girl Fve always wanted. And
you don't know what deal of store l
shall set by you, Rosa dearr'
Don't tell pa about the advertisements,
then" whispered the fast relenting Rosa.
" I won't tell q living soul,'' declared
lothian
The book agent went on his way, max
ing tolerably good sales that sultry July
day, while jotham and Rosa sat happily
under the grapevines, and the Widow
Cn1linS MT the Hanniror Gbaafc nd
towels on the lines and sighed to think OF
the days when she, too, was young. Mr..
Pitcher was well pleased when he came
home and learned the news of his daugh-
ter's engagement.
3" Joe Elicit is a good fellow" said he
Rosa couldn't do better. .
" But it isn't half as romantic as l
thought It was going to be when Rosa
answered that advertisement said Fan
ny, sorrowfully, in the seclusion of the
back kitchen.