The Bottineau pioneer. (Bottineau, N.D.) 1885-1895, 1893-08-12

4 fhinp. a,nty. and; poor Frdnk, to!
/ Neyeri IN 90 out to service first.
aChild!' cried tile dismayed aunt,
..vou are raying. Tlere-Wipe your
eyes. quick, aud smooth your hair; he's
! coming down stairs.'
Apparently, In Mi. WiggletOn,s idea
OF things, the process Of ''bfeaking the
icc,' was not a protracted one, Tor ms i
step was now deliberately heard stamp
ing down the stairs.
Hey! hello! Miss Josie crying! NY,
! what's the matter?!' cried MI. Wiggle-
ton.
4 won't! There's no use asking nle!!'
; sobbed Josie.
'She don't mean, 1t, sir" apolosized
/ Mrs. Denver. Shell sulk quite diff
ferently presently"
"Wil you leave us alone together,
! ma'am?'' requested the ancient suitor.
"No-don't, aunty. Please don't"
cried Josie.
Certainly, sir, by all means And
Mrs. Denver whisked out Of the room.
She went down stairs and sat Nv the
window, trying to knit, but secretly
Worrying in her mind about the Willful
lassie up stairs. Surely she would
never be SO crazy as to refuse MI. Wig
oleton. Yet girls were SO u~naccounta-
hle sometimes. She wished now that
she had insisted upon 1t, threatened to
t,Irn her out Of doors, else--been I'M
nerative. "But, oh, dear!' sighed Mrs.
Denver, "wisdom always comes too
late"
Presently the door opened.
Mrs. Denyerr' called out the voice OF
Mr.. Wiggleton-a jocund, complacent
voice. like anything in the world but
the accents Of a discarded lover.
Mrs. Denver fastened up stairs with
: throbbing heart, and eager, question
mo countenance. Josie sat smiling and
hlnshing on the sofa with one or two
~tear-drops sparkling on her eyelashes,
while Mr.. Wigglcton, with brown Wig
somewhat disheveled, bent ~chivurousiy
over her. $3.50
ia # nil right?' asked Mrs. Denver,
family, laying her hand on her heart.
"It's all right, ma'am-she mas HNon&
ised to he NINE" 80 !
"And when?' -
"Next week." :
ooh. not 50 soon!' pleaded Josie. y
.Dearesty" cried MI. Wiggleton,
laughing. "true love brooks no delay.
/ Next week it must be"
Don't be foolish. my dear, salo
Mrs. Denver to her niece. "The sooner
the better" -.
81 Josie. oyerbourne by the force OF
tho majority. was forced to yield.
"Mv dear" said her aunt, approving
w II never gave you credit Tor hair the
good sense you have shown To-Day.
Didn't you, auntyE'
"But I'm delighted with you; n
YOU shall have the incest WardroDe
money can buy"
I'M wedding day arrived, and Josie,
looking very lovely in a lustrous white
silk. shadowed by the snowy cloud OF
q tulle vail. was duly married to MI.
Wiggleton in a new brown Wig a
suit of the choicest broadcloth.
Mrs. Denver, who had remained be-
hind to superintend the preparation OF
the wedding breakfast, was at the
door to welcome her new nephew-ln>
law and his bride. She led the way up
stairs to the parlor.
"A-hem-m" coughed Mr.. Wiggie~
ton. "Now that we are safely mar
ried, my dear Josie, I do not see the
necessity for keeping uD these absurd
appearances any longer"
He calmly removed his wig, display
ing profuse brown curls, and took tho
blue spectacles from q pair Of brilliant
hazel eyes. A pair Of iron-gray side
whiskers were cooliy drawn from his
face, and the luxuriant folds OF the
white neckcloth suddenly revealed q
very handsome throat. While instanta-
neously recovering from a chronic
stoop and strengthening himself, MFR.
Wiggleton altered. as il from tho
touch of an e~nchanter's wand, to Mr.. ii
Frank Ellington.
Mrs. Denver uttered o hysterical
scream.
Frank Ellington
eat your service. my dear aunt"
care you Mr.. Wiggletons"
II was five minutes ago."
"But you-you are not married to my
Josie?".
80 the clergyman says, ma'am."
"YoA are "a deceiving wretch!''
cried the aunt, sinking upon q chair.
Josie, how dared your b
"Y0u asked me to marry Mr.. Wig
gletOn, aunt, and I married him."
But I never dreamed of the base
trick that was being .,layed upon me-
"Oh, well, you see / couldn't help
that" said Josie, demurely.
stop a mQment," said the BRIDE
groom, with q commanding air that
even Mrs. Denver could not resist; .let
me explain matters. I am no longer
the penniless sutton to whom you OBJ
jected, madame. The day previous to
my engaging your rooms I received q
bequest from an uncle. rendering me
independent for life. / had no doubt
but that you woulaa Immediately with
draw your objections to my marriage
with your niece, but I preferred, re-
Numbering the obstacles you Ind al
ways interposed In our path, tn woo
and win her In my own way. I think
we are quits now, Mrs Denver; shall
we be friends henceforwarde =
He laughingly extended his hand,
Mrs. Denver took It,. and pressed Il,
half pleased, half vexed.
Quits, then, Frank. And you will
keep the suite Of rooms?"
&" shall duly comply with all that
MI. Wiggleton promised"
So, instead Of one lodger Mrs. Denver
had two. And Josie and her aunt
were both suited. ,
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