The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1885-11-28
to speak to him. I've great mind to
cpaaL tO him vox,caIfs

to speak to him. I've great mind to
speak to him myself
And fired with the ardor of her new
plan, Daisy slid down from her perch
in the cherry tree, to the great astonish-
ment of her friends the robins, and ran
into the house.
j won't stop to consult mother or
aunty,' thought eager Daisy; 'for know
they'd think ought not to speak, just
because I'm only sixteen years DID,
Sp Miss Daisy stole like white mouse
along the hall, and tapped softly at Mr..
Vining's study-door.
Come inl' called out the clear So
norous voice of the young clergyman.
Not until our Daisy was fairly in the
room did she fully realize the awkward
ness of her position. Then with the
roses mantling on her cheek and her
head hung down, she stood a pretty
picture of maidenly confusion.
M-Miss Daisy said Mr.. Vining
abs. .ractedly, glancing up from his paper,
a1 Mrieshtening yioiLly wiIcn ne sas.
who it was, 4 am happy to see such 4
litth sunbeam in my gloomy old study.
Sit down.
no, sir, I can't stay said Daisy,
taking courage. Il only came to speak
to you, sir-about being married.
'About being married!' echoed Mr..
Vining in genuine astonishment.
'Yes SIR went on Daisy, twisting
her fingers together; the people in the
parish :hink you could do so much more
good il you were married.
so might assented the minister
musingly. Il have thought of that my
SELF
ooh, then you have thought of it sir !
cried Daisy delightedly. Il am so glad.
Daisy, I have been here a long time.
Eyes, sir; l know you have
Should you be sorry to have me go
awayP
Daisy lifted her eyes with a roguish
sparkle beneath her curling brown lashes.
'You need not go away, sir; that is,
if
IF what, Daisy?'
Mother said this morning she would
be very proud to be the minister
mother-in-law.'
Mr.. Vining looked little surprised,
but not at all displeased, as Daisy stood
demurely before him with her roseate
cheeks and disheveled curls.
did she really say so, Daisy3'
Il heard her say SO.
'To you?'
mo, not to me, sir.
Daisy, would you like it?'
ooh, sir, I should be so delighted !!
cried Daisy, ,clapping her hands gleefully
"A minister's wife has many trials to
bear with, Daisy
ooh yes, sir; but if she loves hel
husband
do you think my little wife would
love her husband?'
How strange it was to think of Cy
belle as 'little wife, Daisy though
love must have cast glamor on the
young minister's eyes; but she answer
ed nevertheless:
liam sure of it, sirl Cybele is Sc
sensible and so learned
'Yes, l know answered Mr.. Vinins
with something of puzzled expression
on his face. miss Cybele is a very
worthy person, and 1 shall be yer.
happy to be connected, however dis
tantly, with her.
Daisy stared until her blue eyes were
like newly-opened blue-bells. What OF
earth did the minister mean.
Mr.. Vining, however, appeared to b.
very clear On the subject of his 'inten
tions.
He took Daisy's hand in his and drew
her toward him with caressing gentle
ness that the young girl felt to be very
pleasant.
'But, you, Daisy, my dear little wild
flower, when you are my wife
'I!' echoed Daisy, suddenly becom
ing as red as her own pink neck-ribbon
Il your wife, Mr.. Vining2'
sWho else?' demanded the youn!
minister, with "a puzzled countenance
Il have been in love with you for tn
last three months, my Daisy. Nay, d.
not try so tremblingly to escape from
me! Surely-surely I am not so dis
agreeable to you as that?'
'N-no,' hesitated Daisy, 'it ism
that-but I thought it was Cybele.'
Mr.. Vining laughed.
Il respect Miss Cybele very sincerely
but should just as soon think of marry
ing my Greek dictionary
'But I am such silly little goose
and I am only sixteen, and mamma ant
Cybele are always scolding me!'
'But,' mimicked Mr.. Vining will
playful fondness, 'they will not scol'
the minister's wife! And I shall neve
let the winds of heaven blow too rough
ly on my little Daisy'
Il can't believe it, said Daisy ener
getically.
But you love me, Daisy, do you not I
Il have never thought of it before,
said Daisy, meditatively twisting one G
her curls around her finger. But
think l do
Daisy! Daisy, child!
Half an hour had elapsed, and Mrs
Martin was calling loudly for the littl
stray to come and set the table 70
dinner.
4 never saw such child, sighed th
widow. always out of the way whe
she's wanted. Oh, here you are! Wher
on earth have you beena'
'In Mr.. Winnings study, mamma
'What were you doing therel'
Talking to him, mamma, about hi
marriage answered Daisy mischiev
iously.
is Mr.. Vining going to be married
eagerly demanded the widow.
Eyes, mamma.
'Bless my soul alive! Cybele, do 20
hear that? And to whom?'
sTo me mamma.
Nonsense
| sRut If isn't nonsense. mamma erie