The San Saba news. [volume] (San Saba, Tex.) 1873-1966, 1889-12-20

4a1l1Ies OF grown daughters fling then
at my head, and the girls themselvs
were lot behindhand. fl could hay,
believed that my personal qualities mad,
me appear IN the light Of a prize, SHOULD
have felt dattered, and might have sue
cumbed; but I knew my money was tn,
bait which all those pretty fish werl
anxious to nibble, and I resolved to leavl
the place for awhile. The wealth tina
seemed so great from a local point o.
view was not an unusual amount o.
money in New York, where millionaire:
hare grown common, and 1 found the
grest metropolis pleasant, and made
iriinds there. Among them soon mum.
b9ed an old bachelor of literary tastes,
who told me that he had taken fancy
to me. Ha proved it by being very con
hd'sntial. " You are twenty years
Younger than ], he said; % bur still you
are Of an age when men are usually
married. Perhaps you can comprehend
hoy you might go on for twenty years
more. and mover find a woman who
seemed exactly what you wanted 7"
Perfectly" said L
Now I've had women set their caps
for me. said he Handsome women,
too Perhaps you don't believe iti''
Indeed, I do, " said I, out Of my own
experience.
''Ah, you've been there; gou've been
/ there, said Ri Gzotoa. ssWeii,- 1
couldn't respond. Ny fault; not theirs
But lately I've met a woman who actually
does move me, butt have my doubts. I'm
afraid sha'n't be happy. She's blue
stocking"
"Ahip said I, not knowing what else
to remark.
'I'm afraid of blue stockings" said
Mr.. GrotoR. ''They are usually bad
housekeepers, I anu told, and they don't
look up to one. ! wish to be looked up
TO- But 1 have great faith in you. She's
TO be at Mrs Parker's on Wednesday
evening. I'll ask to bring you. And
! you could do what l caut-put leading
questions; discover what her domestic
/ qualities are-she suspects me; II
darrn't-and give me your opinion.
There is a widow, very handsome-Mrs.
Cromlieh-that mag be more suitable.
But there's charm about my blue
stocking. She doesn't write very mascu-
line books; they are about birds and
squirrels, and bees and fowers-children
books. But still you'll oblge a friend.
II you approve, III see her home and
offer myself on the way; if not, I'll ask
to be the widows escort and propose to
her. can't waste time at my age, and
want to settle down. Cross-question
her, pray"
1 promised, and, on Wednesday eve
ming entered Mrs. Parker's parlors.
"There she sits at the table, - whis-
pered the bachelor. pretty shoulders,
ehf''
nodded, for Mrs. Parker advanced,
and there was no time for words. Twas
introduced.
II want him to know your literary
friend As a stranger, he ought to know
our shining lights said Mr.. Groton,
with great cunning.
''Delightedl'' said Mrs. Parker. ss8lr.
Ashton, this way, please, Miss Doane,
Mr.. Ashton desires an introduction.
OF course you have read all Miss Debo-
rah Doanes works. What my children
would do without them l cannot say.
They are an education by themselves.
'sDebbie turned authoressl" thought.
l. could not be. Yet Miss Deborah
Doaaei Was it coincidencel
It was not, for the lady turned as her
hostess spoke to Debbie-Debbie still
lnore elegant If not quite so pretty.
D She knew me at a glance and as I
her hand all NY old love aw cse
in my heart. And there stood Mr..
ton listening, and Mrs. Parker and t.
children and what could I sayto herl I
did not remark, Il have had that pleas
ure, nor did she. We sat aud talked to
each other before an audience until
supper time. Then old Groton whispered
TO me, "Take her down" And did.
And still my audience was large and at
tentive.
1 had discovered that she, like myself,
was alone in the world I saw that she
was ready TO meet me half way. Yet the
hour for parting approached, and if old
Groton took her home, proposed TO her,
and was accepted, all was over. And
yet while strangers listened to my words,
what could l utter to show her my in
teutionsl This is what I did say:
.'As YOU write about such things, Miss
Doane. did you ever take notice of the
fact that the year after a forest fire blue
berries are very plenty on the Shauna-
ggnk Mountains"
ooh, yes, she replied ~ 60 to the
shaunagunk every summer, and l made
that discovery long ago"
s.And you have not only made discov-
cries, but piesl" remarked.
MANY" she answered.
s'Chi do you make piesl / thought
authoresses never could cook, cried one
Of our audience
"A lady once promised to make blue
berry pics for me, said I. sit was
while forest fire was burning; but she
never kept her promise. If you 60 to
Shaunagunk next summer, / shall call
at your camp, and ask you to make a pie
for me.
II do not camp out, but you viii find
me 81 little farmhouse near by, SAID
Debbie, and l will make all the pies
you want. "
at is solemn promise2" 1 said.
She gave me her hand.
Il think the blackberries will be
thick on shaunagunk next summer, for
the fires were fierce this autumn, she
said. GOOD night"
But / knew she would not accept old
Groton if he proposed; and, besides, I
tool; pains to whisper te him, in the
dressing-room:
t'The widow is the woman for you"
He married her, but Debbie IS making
a blneberry pic for me at this moment,
and the berries were picked on old shau
uagunk. -Ne,c York Ledger.
Healthy NilliOnaires.
There is no doubt about it that all
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