Madison times., 1888-01-07
ARISH, La, SATURDAY, JANUARY Z, 1888.


spons bllity came on Flossy and l. ana
we had solemnly mterpledged each |
other never, never to marry proies-
sor, or a scientific man, Or man VINO
was poor.
"For we've seen enough OF genteel
starvation" said ].
Quite enough. sad Flossv.
Well after all, the table didn't lCOK
so bad when the clock struck l. A lit
tie well-prcscrved old damask, few OF
the silver forks and spoons that hau
been the bequest of Grandmamma
Harper, and Il bunch of vivid Jacquc-
minot roses arranged in cloud OF
| feathery ferns, went far t. reieem our
other shortcomings. Fiossys biscuits,
as usual. were perfection. and she hau
made delicious apple pudding. while
my pigeon pie was certainly triumph
in the culinary line. though ]. the COOK
had perhaps no right to make the as
sertion. But | felt that l could not
muster courage to carve the pie that
held Jacks pigeons.
"Nor' or ed l, hystericaly. 81 can't
do it! can't d,
Perry, don't be FOOLISH" pleaded
Flossy. =,
Il couldn't eat EN-" said |. 81
know should burst out crying II any
one else did"
: "But who is TO take the head OF the
table" said Flossy, "w tn mammaF
your cried |. Il couldn't sit
there, nor if the governor general OF
Canada was there with all his staff.
And Just as the footsteps of the gen.
t tlemen were heard emerging from
D papa's study | flew out to the bench
under the the old apple tree, close be-
S de the well sweep, and began to cry
bitterly.
y Here was moral courage for you.
ii Here was first-claSs hero he.
i But as cried and sobbed like The
q silliest school girl in the Dominion o
- Canada. II sound more detnlt
than the wind in the apple bough
struck on my ear-the sound OF ad
y yancinp feet-and hand fell lightl
l. on my arm.
10 Ferry, my darling girl" spoke
soothing voice, .'what are you cryin
, for? Flossy says it is about those mis-
- erable pigeons. In themselves the
p = are nothing, but it is because they al
n, ! my gift"
Il | started up with curious sensatio
Il of being in II dream. But 1t was 4
~ dream, it was Jack-the real living al
y, breathing Jack-that stood before me-
~ 'Jackr' was all that | could star
w mer. .'Oh, Jack, II thought you h'
.;d forgotten me!'
Nv ", MY darling-my own Perry!' W
a.; all that he said. But that was enoug
- For Jack had the company after
~ my true lover, Jack-who had
',l ceivcd an appointment to go out
~ Van Dieman's Land colony as reside
= consul and had come directly to t
10. me the news and ask if | could
Vi ready to marry him and 60 out the
with him. If, indeed!
-, ,"' Il wanted to 90 to you Mt once
u said Jack. "but your father kept
talking until the dinner bell rang.
w gives his consent. Perry, although
"'' says he don't know what he shall
ot when you are gone. But we are
-, have snug salary, pet. and the +
'oV idence is fiue stone mansion, and
can ALWAYS have either Flossie or Mi
stay with us, And now let's 90 ba
- r,a aud eat the pigeon pie, darling.
-" 10y, But was great deal too happy
~ eat. made pretenee of nibbling
lu lnu the biscuits and DIR mixing at the m
Jul but it was quite enoug Ii to see Jack
H. your the poor pigeons. There ne
was much surface romance about ia
,nS - although for real. actual worth no
'uo man in her majesty's dominions CO
excel him. Canada Paper.