St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-07-31
ROSE BENTONs OOURTsHIP.

GU see, Susan" SAID FARMER Benton,
appealing to his wife in his perplexity, II
orter be in the medder tomorrow mornin'
by o'clock and cut that grass while the
dew's Oh it. And then there's the peas and
beans orter go to market; they won't be no
better by waitin' any longer, and prices are
fallin' every day. 1 dunno what ter do.
Everything allus comes in heap"
can you can't spare Joel-he orter sell
'em and get back by 10 o'clock.
''No-no use in talkin' of Joers goin'
He must go inter the medder with me-"
At this moment pretty little Rose Benton
the blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked teacher of the
Elverton school, who was spending her va
cation, as usual, at her uncle's-came to the
rescue.
LET me go, Uncle James," she said.
coaXingy. ''I'l sell them ever so nicely
for YOU"
You, child" Aunt Susan exclaimed, in
establishment. "Why, land sakes! What
do you think you could do around thin
markets. bargainin' with the men," "a
Il don't intend to go to the markets;
could find some quiet street and sell them
at the houses. Mrs. Burnham frequently
does it."
Objection after objection was urged, but
Rose had some reason ready to meet them
all, and she finally bribed and kissed them
into consenting.
Arrived at the city, Rose song tht ua
quiet street and commenced work. At the
first house at which she called a pleasant.
lady-like woman bought half peck of
peas and two quarts of string beans, with
out any of the haggling about price which
Rose had feared.
The next house and the next and the next
she went to without success, and. heartily
tired of running up and down steps, she
grew almost sick of her self-imposed task.
She was about trying new street. when a
young man passing observed her produce,
and, coming up to her wagon examining it
attentively, inquired her price.
IF you will sell at ST." he said when
she informed him, 81 will take all you
have"
Rose hesitated only a moment, for she
was ready to sell at almost any price rather
than stay longer; so she willingly accepted
the offer. and old SOrrel was turned so as
to follow her new customer to a store OIL
another street, which bore the name of
Harry Moore over the door. Arrived there
it required but few moments to empty her
baskets and pocket the money, and she was
just congratulating herself that her business
was successfully completed, when snap,
crash went something behind her, and, turn
ing hurriedly, she found to her dismay that
old Sorrel, either tired of stanging or to rid
himself Of some troublesome fly. had sent
his heels through the front of the wagon,
and, hitting the thillS in their descent, one
of them lay in several pieces on the ground.
Harry Moore very goOd-humOredly
offered to repair the wagon so far as lay in
his power, and Rose stood by, so absorbed
in her new trouble that she was not aware
of there being newcomer upon the scene
until her attention was called to him by
hearing them call out:
Hello Charley! If you are good at
tinkering, come here"
Rose turned quickly, and saw just the
person of all others she least wanted to see
there. To have Charlie Brooks find her in
such scrape! She wished the pavement
would open and swallow her or some other
dreadful thing would happen: but there
was no retreating. for the newcomer had
recognized the face under Aunt Susan'S
Quaker bonnet, and was by her side in a
moment with a pleasant ''Good morning,
Miss Benton | am delighted to meet you"
She had become quite nervous and excited
by this time, and when Charley kindly of
fered to drive through the city for her she
very willingly consented. Not only through
the city but good distance into the coun-
try they had ridden before she thought of
relieving him of the reins, for he had made
himself so agreeable that she had quite for
gotten her veXation and embarrassment
over the meeting. Her offer to take the
reinS was declined with thanks; her cavalier
had evidently no intention of leaving until
he had seen her safe home.
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GLOW are you, Charley?" Moore said to
him few weeks after, as they accidentally
met on the street. Couldn't think what
had become of you. Haven't seen you since
the day you We're carried off by that damsel
from the rural districts"
Look here. Harry. that damsel from