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

| 81 pledge you my word" answered
Mr.. Bulsale, with mock irony, "that
the fortunate purchaser OF that worl
OF art may justly claim anything that
may happen to be In the interior.
trust everybody will now be satisfied
and allow NJ to 90 on with business. y
There 10 no need to dwell on thu
progress OF the bidding for Lot Mum.
Der Eleven. Besides myself there
were two or three other keen competi.
tors, and 80, even If l had not been
there with such imperative orders.
Sowerbutt would have failed to secure
the coveted piece OF furniture at that
he considered O reasonable price; he
retired from the field vanquished when
the bidding had reached f12 los.
Eventually the cabinet fell to my bid
of 81 los, and q rather exorbitant
figure considered it. Ofcourse, after
all was but an agent in the matter.
AS there were not many lots to be
disposed of, l elected to stay till the
sale was concluded, thinking it just
possible might learn something more
respecting my purchase. pushed my
way through the crowd into Mr.. Bull
sales Office behind the sale room
and seated myself facing the doorway
through which / had just entered, my
eyes the while resting upon the
antique cabinet, which had been so
placed that the back OF it was partly
across the entrance to the private
| room.
had been sitting q minute or so,
musing over the unusual events OF the
morning, when, to my amazement,
saw-there was no delusion--the back
OF the wardrobe slowly opening to-
wards me, like door, disclosing n
space of four or five inches, and
through this aperture there appeared
a small feminine hand, whose tapered
fingers dangled invitingy a scrap of
paper. Acting on the impulse OF the
moment, I rose and quickly transfer
red it to myself. The little hand was
thereupon instantly withdrawn, and
the opening closed.
Could believe my eyes as read on
the paper had so mysterously be-
come possessed of as follows:-
$50 l have really been knocked
down to you, dearl Now you will un.
derstand my telegram. You, OF course,
will know how to complete the STRAIT
agem begun by EthelW
"Whewl The clever darling" ~
The next minute Mr.. BulsaleN en-,
tered, exclaiming:-
"There, I've just finished. But
where is Ethelp'
Before could reply, the back OF the
antique cabinet again opened, but
wide this time. and Ethel-looking
somewhat flushsd-stepped forth. Ad-
vancing towards us, she said de-
murely:-
"Here am, papa, none the worse
for being knocked down by YOU"
Papa Bulsale's face was a study, as
he looked first at Ethel, then at my
self.
Explain" he gasped out, as he
sank helplessly into an easy chair.
at is all my doing" Ethel quietly
remarked. Edward knew nothing OF
the actual fact till moment ago.
You see, papa, discovered yesterday
that the cabinet had revolving
back, and at once, as if by inspiration
the idea occurred to me to be sold
along with the furniture, and so-well,
you know the rest, dear papa, and
belong to the purchaser OF the antique
wardrobe, Lot Eleven Here is the
key"
The ingenious damsel put out her
hand to me, and taking the dear little
palm, turned to the dazed Mr.. Bull
sale, saying gravely:-
81 claim this lady according to the
conditions of sale, as well as by yonr
own words, ofwhich Idare say you do
not require reminding"
AS soon as the eminent auctioneer
realized how beautifully he had been
cornered he stormed dreadfully; but
the torrent of his wrath soon exhaust
ed itself, and he Gained down won
derfully, even going so far as to desig-
nate his friend Sowerbutt mean fell
low for not bidding above me.
On the suspicious occasion when
darling, daring Ethel became my
wife, the order Of things customary at
such times was somewhat reversed in
the case of Mr.. Sowerbutt. Instead
of his making the bride the customary
present, the latter sent him hand
some gift-Lot Eleven! He accepted
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