The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-09-17

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her hands, and presently mastering
up her courage, she said
Yes. am in love-"
"Well, if the young fellow is worthy
OF your love cannot object to that.
The only possible harm would be in
your loving some one who was unde-
serving"
ooh, he is the best-best young fel.
low in the world"
"'That is just the one thing that is
open to question. Your judgment can
scarcely be trusted in such matter,
and SO must beg you to let me act
for you. Believe me, shall be indui
gent. Come, tell me his name"
~ can't"
"What, he has told you that he
loves you, and not let you know his
manner"
"He hasn't told me that he loves
me-"
Good heavens, Kitty Then you
don't know if this fellow loves you at
alp"
"Oh, Pm nearly. certain he loves
me-"
"But does he know that you love
him?"
al don't think he does. There's the
difficulty, you see. i'll could only let
him know that Hove him, think it
would be all right"
Furnival was silent before this mar
vel of ingenious simplicity"
"Well, what do you propose to do,
Kitty" he asked, after a pause.
81 don't know, quite. You see, Z
should die of shame if / made any adj
vances and he misconstrued it, or did
not respond as should like him to
do"
"Oh, I understand your delicacy,
my dear child"
land so have rather avoided CIV
ing him any testimony OF my affection
than make it known to him. But we
can't 60 on like that for ever, can
WEI" ~
"Not if you want to get married, !"
said Furnival with a laugh.
"And so thought that perhaps the
best thing could do would be to write
to him-only don't quite know how
to begin. Can you help me?''
"I'll try, though it's precious diff
cult job for an old bachelor to tackle.
However, we'll make the attempt.
Here's scrap OF paper" He took an
old envelope from his pocket, tore it
open and spread it on his card case.
"Now, how shall we begin?-betters say
'sir'-there's no knowing what he is
may be the biggest blackguard under
the SUM-"
IL don't think he is" said Miss
Halleck, in parenthesis.
"Ten to one he is, though" said
Furnival, under his breath, and per-
haps at that moment the wish was
father to the thought. "Well, there
we are-'sir'-now, what's to come
next"
Miss Halleck hid her face in her
hands again, was silent q minute, and
then murmured tremblingly ~ love
you"
ooh, hang it all, can't write that"
oaid Furnival.
"Why not, it's the truth? And what
else can say?"
That was q poser.
"Well," said Furnival, at length, eff
It must be- Let me see, what did you
say"
IL love YOU"
go! love YOU there it is. What
next?"
"Why that's ALL"
"That's all2"
"What else is there to say' II he
don't love me when he reads that"
Miss Halleck finished the sentence
with a sigh. .
Funniest letter I've ever written"
thought Furnival. but, Kitty,
what's the use of this letter now it's
written. We don't know the fellows
name"
Miss Halleck snatched the paper
out OF his hand, AMI threw it into the
hearth and madefor the door. Amazed
at this outburst OF temper Furnival
ran after her and caught her.
~ beg you won't be angry with me"
he implored, "You don't know how
deeply feel in this affair, dear. You
said you couldn't tell me his name
II can't tell you his name; but isn't
it written on the back of the letter
you have been making such q muddle
over, you dear old goose?"
Furnival glanced at the scrap oil
paper on the hearth. The envelope
had turned over and he saw his own
name and address.
Then he went down on his knees
and made himself more than ever
. "dear old goose" 20. Y. Mercury.
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