Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-08-03
THE WATERBURY EVENING DEMOCRAT. SATUB
Really" said Mrs. Button, .sIdon't know

Really" said Mrs. Button, ssI don't know what to say"
 Then, dear madam pleaded the arden. Major, "don't say any thing"
 He took tue old lady out to walk on tho pier when the band played; he read Jean 1nRelow to her i'll the evenings, until she ioA fast asleep and snored; lie drove her out on the Beach road, and haunted her movements like highly -perfumed shadow. while poor Zuleima Walslngham mourn cd in secret. Asz at last the moment came in which he judged it wise and expedisnt to tell tho story of his love.
 Mrs Buttons proper nxme, however, was something of a stunlbline-block. "Loruhamah'' was mouthful for any one tospeak. "Lo" was too suggestive of the "Poor 1ndian," and Hannah" did not seem at all appropriate. But faint heart" the Major told himself, "never won far ladv.n and he plunged headlong into the sweet chasm of flove-makin9 with a fortitude wor thy of Curtius' self
 They were seated on the hotel piazza. in a sheltered corner, where the music of the band reached them, faint and far away like dream, and the tide Of promena aders passed them by without disturbing them.
 ''Dear Mrs. Rution," said the Major. with an effort, ''l have something to say to you"
 "Ehi' said Mrs. Button, flaming herself
 May call you Loruhainah!' he pleaded.
 ''Oh, yes, if you like the name," said Mrs. Button. "I don't"
 ''ro me-" said Major Milliken, ''it is the sweetest name in all the world.''
 Tastes dffcr." said Mrs. Button.
 ''Loruhamah," said the Major, feeling that he had lost ground, and making a fresh start, II love you. Will you be minel"
 Mrs. Button opened her eyes very wide
 'You ain't ill earnest, are you" said she
 "Can you doubt nea"
 ''Just say It again." said tho old lady, with QUO hand behind her ear.
 ''Dearest, will you be my wife" shouted Major Ailiikea, feeling very uncomfortable, as ho could net fail to perceive that the sur. rounding world was beginning to appear in tarestcd i'll the affair.
 "Oh, couldn't" said the old lady. "On account of MT. Button, you know"
 ''Mr. Button-my hus band,' said the ma. tron. "He's out to Lcadville, you know, experimenting tho mines. But he ain't q Mormon. Neither am I. Pm obliged to you. all the same. And perhaps, now that you know it ain't any use coming philander- ing around me, yoIil go back to Zuleima Walsingham
 The dreadful old lady chucklcd as she ut tered the words in 0 key altogether higher than was in the least necessary, and Malor Milliken, with one or two muttered words of excuse, caught up his hat, and slunk out Of the presence of the fair Lcruhama.
 "Weli, my dear, Two had a proposal said the old lady to her niece that evening. "From Ma]or Milliken. And think you're pretty well quits with hi1n now"
 "Oh, don't care for him any moro, aunt" said Zuieima, ''since Mir Carew has be- come so devoted"
 ''He's had his dose,' said Mrs. Button, re- fectively twisting her hair into curl papers. ''rhe great goosel did he suppose he was going to play upon my feeiingsl just wish Button was hero to give him the thrashing he deserves"
 "He's had enough of punishment aunt" said Zuleima. "Just think of wha, his florists bill and livery-stable accounts will be-"
 'And won't he be angry, though" said Mrs. Button, ''whcn he hears of your mining stocks, which every body supposed dead loss, turning up trumps. Why, my dear Carew hain't an idea of what an heiress you will be-"
 "Don't tell him, aunt," whispered Zu,cima Walsingham. "l-1'n tell him myself, by ano by"
 So she was won and woocd for herself alone; and Major Miliken lost tro golder treasures instead of one. And Aunt Button felt that her niece was avenged nobly. But tho fat professional never was paid for his services on the bass viol N. Y Ledger.