The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1893-09-16

the house keeper with failing heart.
1t won't be necessary to leave
you.
Oh indeed sir! Then you will
bring your wife here.
NV bride will be here already,
ma'am. Its Miss Josie.
My Josie!
Yes ma'am, your osie.
Mrs Denvers heart thrilled with
pride and gratlticaton.
I'm sure, sir, Josie will be very
much hattered.
Would you kindly speak to her,
ma am and. as it were, break the ice
for me? You see Pm not used to
this sort of thing.
Certainly, sir-oh certainly, cried
Mrs. Denver smoothing her apron.
| shall be honored.
She went down stairs as fast as if
there were no such things as neural
eia pains or stiff old bones, in all the
world, to where Josie sat reading in
the little parlor.
What do you think Josie2 she
cried exultingly. Here's good luck
for us MIR Wiggleton has fallen in
love with you-
With me aunty2
Yes and he's ready to marry you
if you will be good girl. Now
isn't that good news?
But to Mrs Denver's amazament
Josie burst into a passion OF tears,
and flung her book upon the floor.
Iwont marry him. An old bundle
of flame and rheumatism. No |
won't.
Josie
wonder you dare ask me such a
thing, aunty, and poor Frank, too
Never! III go out tc Service first
Child cried the dlsmayed aunt,
you are raving. There-wipe you
eyes quick, and smooth your hair
he's coming down stairs.
Apparently, in Mr.. Wiggleton's
idea of things the process of breaking
the ice, was not protrac ed one for
his step was now heard deliberately
stamping down stairs
Heyl hello! Miss Josie crying
My, what's the matter1 cried Mr..
Wiggleton.
Iwont? There's no use asking me!
sobbed Josie.
She don't mean it, sir, apologized
Mrs. Denver. she'll sulk quite differ
emily presently.
Will you leave us alone together
ma amp requested the ancient suit
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 by
the window trying 10 knit but worry
ing in her mind about the willful
lassie upstairs. Surely she would
never be so crazy as to refuse Mr..
| Wieeleton. Yet girls were so un
accountable sometimes. She wished
now that she had insisted upon it
threatening to turn her out of doors
else-been imperative. But, oh
dear! sighed Mrs. Denver, wisdom
always comes too late.
Presently the door opened.
Mrs Denver? called cut the voice
of Mr., Wiggleton-a jocund compla
cent voice like anything in the world
but the accents OF discarded lover
Mrs Denver hastened up stairs
with throbbing heart and eager
questioning countenance. Josie sal
smiling and blushidg on the sofa
with one or two tear drops on hel
eye lashes while Mr.. Wiggletor
with brown wig somewhat dishevelec
bent chivaIrously over her.
Ii is all right? asked Mrs Denver
family laying her hand on he
heart.
1t is all right ma am-she ha
r promised to be mine.
And when?
Next week.
Oh not so soon pleaded Josie.
Dearest! cried Mr. Wiggletor
laughingly true love brooks no della
, Next week it must be.
O Don't be foolish, my dear, sal
=, Mrs. Denver to her niece. Th'
r sooner the better.
So Josie overborne by the maiorit
was forced to yield.
n My dear said her aunt approvln
q | never gave you credit Tor halt tn
good sense you have shown to day
,s Didn't you aunty.
But I'm delighted with you; an
,e you shall have the incest wardrot
money can buy.
The wedding day arrived ar
II Josie looking very lovely in lu
ID trous white silk shadowed by II
snowy cloud of tulle vail was du'
,e married to Mr.. Wiggleton in ne
II brown wig and a suit of the choice
at broadcloth.
Mrs. Denver who had remain
ID behind to superintend the preparati'
nd OF the wedding breakfast was at t
,d door to welcome her new nephew
8" law and his bride. She led the W
tv upstairs to the parlor.
art A-hem-n! coughed Mr. Wigs
tou Nou that We are safely marrlt