Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1885-10-01

JOu Ooit on tncy say all IN fnllaQelpn'
do. you know. Why, do you know,
member Davy when he were little char
in petticoats, fetching water from tn,
well, and mindin' the babies, carryin
them pig-a-back. Ye needn't blush
Davy; it's gospel truth. I wonder wha
yer mother would say if she seen We now
dabblin' in those nasty paintsa Like al
not she's washing your fathers clothes
his fathers miner, Miss Lothrop. Why,
yer surely not going2'
eyes; you will please excuse me, but
remember that I have a pressing en-
gagement that | cannot slight. Good,
bye"
II am sorry, Miss Lothrop," said
David, in husky voice, surprise and in.
dignation making his natural stupid
tongue dumb. "Good-morning. Oh,
aunt, whathave you done9" he exclaimed,
as he closed the door after the young
lady. 81 can hardly say thank you for
airing those spicy anecdotes of my iu-
venile days." he continued, bitterly, as
he busted himself before his easel.
"What will she think?n was the next
thought. "And she'll never come back ~
he unluckily muttered. aloud. Alas,
poor Davel
"You blamed fool, Dave Marvinl" ex-
claimed Aunt Eliza, grasping the ferule
of her umbrella. 'sYou blamed fool"
s'Auntr'
"Y'are. I s'pose yell be bringing that
proud hussy home ter Redington when
ye git her. He, hel When you dol But
never fear, Dave, no one that's insulted
me-
"Once for all, aunt"
One-half hour atterward Aunt Eliza
came out into the broad daylight, mop
ping her moist brows, and frowning
darkly at the fifth floor window, whence
her painter nephew was gazing down
stupidly'on the crowded street.
''Blamed fool" she muttered, as she
bumped into fat gentleman, short of
stature, who was vainly endeavoring to
pass her.
Another morning, two weeks later,
David was at his easel, working on the
deep brown eyes. with the heavily
fringed lashes. Was it-no-but it was
the original again sitting before him.
Eyes, Ireally thought that you would
never come again. You were so terribly
put out, you know" he was saying, the
hot Rl48Ga #REE @RREREpfiaaSG haGd t. 9sbaF BIZ RE28E
was very much amused by the old lady;
she is very communicative, don't you
think2" she asked, with the queer CLEAN
in her eyes that the poor fellow dreaded
so much.
''Ah, yes-that is" he stammered,
then quilted his work, and brush and
palette were thrown down. "Miss Lo-
thropp
s'Mr. Marvinr'
He stopped and looked doubtingly
around him.
''Miss Lcthrop, don't you I mean
would you mind hearing more about
that little fellow who carried his sisters
the way she said?'
''No answer; the eyes were hidden by
the long lashes, and faint, shell like
tint crept over her face.
"You will not say that you have an en-
gagement!" he asked, thinking he had
the upper hand, and consequently feel
ing brave.
''Oh, will you not believe me2 It was
really the truth. Why should I make an
excuse when like
A full stop.
''Whata Whoma"
nl-mannered young mani
"What were you going to say, Mr..
Marvins" she inquired, ignoring his
question. Something about yourself,
you'll remember"
''It was-not until you finish your
sentence" he said-rash young artist.
''Mr. Marvin, yourself or nothing"
"Myselfl Do you mean it, Mabel9 l
was going to say that l love you, my
queen Mabl'
That incorrigible young man was on
his knees, grasping the two warm palms
of Miss Lothrop. Her dark head was
bent over him, the bonnie brown eyes
that David both loved and feared were
looking down in the blue orbs with un-
utterable tenderness. What more was
needed2
Darling, your turn now" he whis-
pered 'sYou liked-which2"
''Il Oh, Davidi INTENDED to tell you
not now, but somewhere off in the vague
ages-that liked to listen to the lady !
chat about"
A pause.
''Mel Oh, darling Of darlings!''
The postures were something artistic,
since their attitudes were struck quite
innocentiy, somewhat after that paint
ing of Romeo and Juliet, in Friar Law
rence's cell. The friar alone was needed
But 10 and behold Who made ar
appearance at this moment but that ven
cradle gentleman, in the feminine garb
of-Aunt Eliza.
ssDavid Marvini Ye blamed Sakel
alivel Pm sure I beg your pardon, Mis-
Lothrop. I"
'sAunt Eliza, allow me TO introduce
my little wife to be-" David said, rising
from his cramped position.
my soull Ye don't sayl Would yol
marry an artist, Miss Lothropa'
eyes. indeed. any amount of them.