The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-05-07

peated. would you consent to Eth
your daughter. becoming my wifel"
~ should be willing to listen {,
YOU" he said, "when you possesses
an income oil --say seven hundred
year"
Il My heart sank to zero. Bulsal
4 might just as we'll have stipulated fol
a million.
4 "Or" added the old gentleman, [
4 curious smile diffusing itself over hi
somewhat broad visage, as II he has
just thought of something which
Il nightly tickled him, cor Ethel shall
be yours to have and to hold, when
4 knock her down to you;-once-twic,
for the third, and last time, going
going-gone!"
nearly lost all patience with tn,
old foo fellowfor making so absurd
not to say vulgar, a joke upon sub
ject so sacred to myself. Then II
flashed across me that !, too, but 0
few minutes previously had been gull
| ty of similar flippancy, and I Thought
had better bottle up my wrath and
take my leave; so, wishing Mr.. Bull
sale good morning, made for the
door.
| "Good morning, my dear SIR" re.
sponded the eminent salesman, bland
| ly.
That evening, as the clocks were
striking eight, / was on Mr.. Bulsale's
front doorstep, armed with new
piece OF music, over which, a few min
utes later, Ethel and were bending
our heads in delightful proximity,
| while papa, in his favorite chair, took
alternate whiffs at his churchwarden.
and sips at his glass ofmountain dew.
In soft whispers, through the music,
/ informed Ethel of all that had tran
| spired during my interview with her
revered but unbending parent. The
darling girl quite agreed with me re-
| garding the untimeliness of the pleas
antry her father had INDUCED in,
though at the same time she devoutly
| wished she could be "knocked down."
to myself, of course.
During the evening Sowerbutt put in
IN appearance, and the piano had to
be closed. Then followed discussion
over sale OF small but valuable
lot OF antique furniture, which Mr..
Bulsale was going to hold in q few
days at his extensive mart. There
are also the proof of the advertise
mentlto look over, to which, as usual
added little establishment. Mr..
Bulsale descanted eloquently upon
the beauty and value of several of the
articles which would very likely go in
to the brokers' hands for mere song;
particularly" he observed, as he
warmed up professionally, "a large
cabinet or wardrobe, beautifully carv-
ed, and very substantial, no gimcrack
work"
"Just the very thing l should like"
exclaimed Sowerbutt. at would
come in handy in case-if ever-I
should get married, you know" And
the man OF sauce cast a look at Ethel
which no doubt he intended should
convey world OF significance.
At eleven We broke up, Sowerbutt
and going part OF the way together
to our respective homes. The purvey-
or again intimated his fixed determi-
nation to secure the large cabinet,
provided the figure was not run up
too high. Sowerbutt was very care
full, not to say stingy, man, consider
ing the pot of money he had made with
the Sauce for the Million" which, by
the way, candor compels me to ad-
nit, was very relishing condiment
and deserved the enormous sale it en-
joyed.
AS was seated at my modest
morning meal on the day of the sale
of the antique furniture, fell to mus
ing on the probable amount old Sow
erbutt would bid up to for ancient
cabinet.
"Tallygraft, sir!' said Mary Jane,
bursting in upon me.
never could get that hand.maiden
to say telegram. Opening the buff
colored despatch / fead: purchase
at sale this morning Lot Number
Eleven at any cost. Do not fail your
Ethel"
$50, Mr.. Sowerbutt," I murmured,
"you are going to be done out of your
contemplated purchase. But what
on earth can Ethel want with the cab
met, and at any cost, tooP" How
ever, had little time to lose in vain
speculations, so set off TO the scene of
operations, looking in at the Office on
the way to make excuses for my alb
sence. arrived at the mart just as
the third lot was being knocked down.
Busale seemed surprised on seeing me
enter, while Sowerbutt, who was close
to the rostrum, looked as dark as his
own sauce as though, in fact, he had
intuitively guessed the cause OF my
presence there.
Lot Ten was quickly reached and dis
posed OF. The auctioneer then, clearing
his throat, assumed an air OF extra
importance, and commenced to eulo-
gize "Lot Number Eleven in the
catalogue" speaking OF the "noble
piece of antique furniture in
terms so feeling that any
one might fairly have been excused
for imagining the article offered had
belonged to long line OF Bulsales an
cestors.
When Mr.. Busale had apparently
exhausted his category of laudatory
phrases, he actually wound up with,
by way, OF peroration:-
"The article, ladies and gentlemen,
needs no words OF mine to convince
anyone of it's uniqueness; there it is to
speak for itself"
"A sovereign" bid venturesome
spirit. /.
rrha onof;onaar Won, N rLad that Il