Connecticut western news., 1888-12-05

 she had made in that first hour of her wounded pride and filial tenderness.
 As for Mrs. Callipcr, she forgot all about it. Phebo had left her and Louisa had left her, and so, sho req soned, Marion would also, when tho Hateful moment came. It was only nat ural. Girls would marry, and tho old folks must cxpe ct to be left to them selves.
 Simon Garry was the first suitor that came-a we'll do young clerk in tho village store.
 'I've some m oney of my own," said he, ''and I get thirty-fvo dollars month at the store; and father and mother'll let me have the south wing of the farm house to keep house in without rent. And I've always loved you, Marian, since that first Sunday you came home from your Aunt Almas and if you'll accept me, you shau't have no reason to complain"
 q can't leave father and mother," said Marian, calmly. Fathers helpless, and mother is growing old, and I'm the last child at home"
 Simon's face leng thened.
 "A man ain't generally expected to marry the whole family" stammered h,.
 'tAnd besides" won't on Marian, 'Tll marry no man until the old farm is out of debt, and the house fitted up to look as it once did. Mo- Simon-many thanks to you, but I'm in no hurry to settle yet"
 And Simon went away, scar cely know ing whether to be glad or sorry. Marian Calliper was, by all odds, the prettiest girl in the neighborhood; but who would marry her, weighted as she was with old folks and tho old house2 Neither was Marian herself much dis | turbed. She liked honest Simon we'll enough; but as for loving stupil oaf like that, it was too ridiculou 1 She felt quite differently, however when Gilbert Weston asked her, ono soft September twilight, to bs his wife. 1 q don't pretend to be ricll," said he ''but I can make nice, cosy little home for you, Marian. And the rich est man in all the world couldn't love you moro than I do."
 'I-I don't feel prepared to be mar ried yet" said Marian, intent on clus- ter of tube-roses which she had gath cred from the struggling garden.
 q can wait, Marian" pleaded he.
 ''Oh, it isn't worth while for you to wait," said she, hurriedly flor she knew that Gilbort's slender income would not go far toward tn, obj,ct she had at heart. "But hope wo shall always be-bo friendsr'
 And poor Gilbert withdrew, cut to the heart.
 The next day sho accepted John Van derbruggen, the rich squirs's SOD.
 "He's a sullen, rough sort of fellow, daughter" said Mrs. Callipcr, wi,t- fully. "Aro you sure you love him2'
 'sHe has promised to cancel the mort gage" said Marian, exultautly. "And to put the place in order; and he will let mo 1.-Two here with you, dear, and father. What else could I hope for7'
 Young Vanderbruggcn wont home an l told his father of tho bargain he had made.
 'sHumphp gruntcd the squire "Couldn't you have done better thar that2"
 ''She's got face like a rose," sait John. 'I want her; and I'd have her if it cost twice as much" 'Humphy' again uttered the squire "Wcll, promises are cheap. And a long as nothing is put down in blacl and white, nobody is bouud!'
 John Vanderbruggen chuckled. H was true chip of the old block.
 ''D, you s'pose dida't know that2' said hc.
 Tho week before the proposed wed ding, however, poor old Mr. Callipe died, quietly sitting in his rocking chair, and the ceremony was postponed A Id ono day Marian took courage ant , went over to the squirc's house.
 ho , any disappointment to you; hut rv bocn thinking it ovcr-and l can marry you. don love you as wifi s should love her husband. It was tn money was thinking of-not yor
 Here is the ring and tho presents 70 have given me. And now good-by!' 3 John Vandcrbruggen turned purp' with rage.
 = ''It's Gil Weston you arc going l marryw saii he, in chokod voic,. ) "Ycs," said Marian, valiantly, ''it il
 Fer love him, and I don't love you So sho repu:sed the temptation th ) had 50 nearly overpowcred her bett'
 nature, and followed the dictates of h' t own heart.
 But can't marry you yet, Gilbert, , said she. q must wait until I ha,
 earned some more money" And then she told him the story a her VOW.
 1T "Mother says" she added smilin! Il "that foolish promise is bettcr broke e than kept; but don't feel so. It's vel r, real to me-"
 d "Aud you are right" said Giiber l. But we will work together, Maria