The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1888-02-04

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panion, while for an instant q shade
rested on her bright face.
"Well, Blanche couldn't and didn't.
But don't think much else, for she
only talked about Hawthorne, and /
only talked about you"
.And what did she tell you about
meY-
Not very much; she was so full OF
her engagement, SO thought the best
thing TO do WAS to come up to the
Hall. and see you myself
Eyes, OF course. Now mind,' said
Miss Hadlow. as they reached the
porch Of the old grey church. "you are
not TO laugh at Mr.. Borgrove. / con-
slider him Adonis and Apollo in one.
Promise"
al PROMISE" replied Jack Bingham
with great solemnity. laying his hand
on his heart ere he pushed pack the
heavy oak-door, which swung open In
slow ponderous way.
"How late you arelv
81 thought YOU never we 70 comingv
dorothy, where have you been?"
such was the chorus that greeted
Miss Hadlow as she entered the
church.
slack kept me" she replied with the
utmost GOODNESS TO his sister, as she
commenced TO unfasten her sealskin
jacket
aOh, Dorothyl" expostulated that
individual.
"You know You did. Don't perjure
yourself and say you didn't"
"well, don't quarrel about II now"
said Miss Bingham In business-like
way; "but come and help. Here. Jack,
Lawrence wants you to hold this up;
and, Dorothy, will you finish this
CROSSE"
Certainly" replied Miss Hadlow
with great urbanity, seating herself on
hassocx in the midst of heap Of
holly, laurel. ivy and mistletoe, and
stitching s.way at the cross vigorously
Very witching she looked, surround
ed by the glossy leaved evergreens and
bright scarlet berries, the soft light
shining on her rudy hair and in her
brilliant eyes. IL was no wonder all
the men gathered round her, except
Hawthorne, who stood slightly In awe
of his intended, and Jack, who couldn't
because be was perched on the top of
ladder trying TO nail wonderful red
and white text on an impossible place
high above his head.
Even the knock kneed curate with
the perpetual wink, though known TO
love title or the possessor thereof,
left Lord Yarra's sisters, the Ladies
Geraldine and Grace. TO their own de-
vices, and lowered about her, worry
ing with useless suggestions and
making himself generally disagreeable,
until at last he tired out her patience
by putting great branch of laurel on
the cross, displacing some loose leaves
she was preparing to fasten, and OBJ
serving in reedy. squeaky voice:
"Don't You think, now, that that
would look charming therew
mo, / don't" responded Dolly fatty
and wrathfully; "and l wish you
wouldn't touch the cross" whereupon
he gracefully retired, and was seen no
more In the circle surrounding her.
"Now. my dears, have you nearly
finishedy" asked CHEEKY voice an
hour or two later, and the vicar en-
tered, bringing with him rush of
keen fresh air.
NEARLY, papa" replied Miss Bing-
ham. II have only TO finish the altar
"You had better hurry, Blanche. /
think We are going to have snow
storm
s.Are WEI" cried several voices, and
then there was general leaye-taking
and the young ladies who had been as
sisting with the decorations trooped
out with their respective cavaliers,
headed by Mr.. Bingham, and left the
church TO Dorothy, Jack. Blanche, and
her intended.
Dorothy was half sitting half lean
ing against a ladder. and Jack was
standing beside, looking down at her.
'sDo you think they will be long I'm
ishingl" she asked at last, lifting her
eyes To his.
mo, think not But we can 90
now IL you wish"
mo. shall wait for Blanche;" but
she shiyered little rs she spoke, and
drew her furs closer round her.
"Are you coldg' he asked anxiously.
mot cold la little tired" and the
girl sighed.
"Why do you sigh, Dorothyi"
because OF all my troubles
"Troublesl You can't have trou-
blesY"
II have, though, and they win mul.
tiply SOON"
"Whyg"
because / am going to be married"
"Married Your