Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1891-02-18

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your wish," replied Charley. ~ only
wanted your consent that It might take
place some time.''
IN not conset to anything. Never
did believe in long engagements. When
you are both older than you are now
III consider the matter, not before.
Good morning, sir.''
Poor CharleyI he had always supposed
that Mr.. Deane was rather partial to
him. Poor Charley who went out in
state of sore perplexity, wondering
what in the world he could have done
to so offend Mr.. Deane. Poor Charely!
who suddenly wake up TO the fact that
1t was horried morning in particular
and most dismal world in general.
We may scoff about it as much as we
please, but variable weather is a blessed
thing sometimes, especially when it
changes for the better.
Father Deane always lunched at a
1estaurant, dining at home after office
hours. Now, It so happened that the
wind took a sudden turn, and by the
time he went out for his lunch there
was the gentlest of breezes from the
south with good hot sun, which, Shin
| ing down upon his head and back, did
wonders for the neuralgia and rheuma-
tism. Then, at the restaurant whom
should he meet but an old friend from
New York, who said: "Why, Deane,
L don't believe you look day older than
YOU did ten years ago."
While man may despise ordinary
compliments, l am inclined to think he
would find such greeting preferable
to "Why, how old and gray you've
/ grownl"
Meeting thus pleasantly, the friends
prolonged the lunch as long as possible
and walked back as far as the Office
door together.
AS soon as ever he had parted from
his friend and stepped inside the Off e,
Father Deane thought of Charley.
81 declare!'' he said to himself. ''Im
afraid | was little hasty this morning.
Let me see; no, it can't be; yes, that's
so, as true as Pm alive Charley Traver
must be twenty-three or four; has a
good business too. AS for little Win
nie-well, well, well. l suppose It's
got to come some time. Charley said
he'd wait awhile. He bore it better,
too, than 1 should if I'd been in his
shoes, But l dare say he's horribly
yeXed at me; wouldn't blame him bit,
either, If he were. i must have Win
ole apologize for me, she'll make it ALI
right. L can keep my word too. Lucky
fol me that l put that in; I hate to go
back on my word. OF course they Will,
both be older than they were this morn
| ing. 1 must have been a good deal out
Of sorts to have acted that way, 1 al
ways did like Charley"
Meanwhile mother Deane had exert
ed herself to cure the cooks toothache,
and, having succeeded after a time, hez
patient, in her gratitude, did her very
best in the matter of dinner of which
it may be said that after Father Deane
had done ample justice to it, he was ems
tirely his jolly, good natured self again.
And when anxious Winnie perched her
self on his knee to whisper. Did
Charley come to the Office this morn
tng2" he kissed her blushing cheeks and
said little cohfusedly, Eyes, dear; but
| was somewhat out of sorts and
shouldn't wonder if l answered the poor
fellow rather shortly. When he calls
gou can explain it to him and tell him
said it was all right if he'd wait cou-
pie of years before taking you away.
can't lose you just yet," this with an
other kiss, "but 1 don't know Of any
one I'd rather have for son-in-law
than Charley Traver."
A very downcast, disccnsolate-look-
ing person was the Charley who came
IN hour later. But, when Winnie had
explained and delivered her father
message he laughed with a sudden ele-
vation of spirits. ''It's all right now,"
be declared, ''but did feel most awful.
y cut up over it." However, like a
wise young man, he refrained from en-.
cering into further particulars of the
interview in her fathers Office. While
within, with loving hearts, the two sat
planning the beautiful future they were
to spend together, outside, among the
shorn branches of the one evergreen by
the parlor window, the wind, no longer
mischievous east wind, but the sweet
est of southern breezes-was softly
whispering. But neither Of the two
listened to it for they did not know
how it had mixed itself up with the
days doings, nor how closely the happy
outcome of it all was interviewer with
the tickle caprice of an idle, shifting
wind