Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1894-01-13
WOOING.

looking, gentlemanly in appearance,
well bred intelligent, the possessor
of SO 600 year and bachelor
All these circumstances taken into
consideration, Mr.. George Mansfield
had right to lead happy, jolly
life and live very much at his ease.
Well, he did SO. In fact, he did so
too much, for, having nothing par
ticular to do but to take care of
himself, he did that so well that he
brought on an attack of some kind
Of illness. The doctors advised change
OF air and tried to persuade him to
go to Europe, but he had done that
once and was satisfied Many things
were suggested, and at length dis
ciple of the medical profession ven
tured at hint to the country, for
which he was almost annihilated by
the indignant glances of the indig-
nant eyes of his indignant fellow
medical disciple, indeed, he only sur
vived from the fact that Mr.. Mans
field, upon hearing this last prescrip-
ton given with great hesitancy and
becoming modesty, jumped up in a
way that seemed to say the mere
mention of it was revivifying and
exclaimed:
"Hurrahl Who said that9 Well
done, sir. You may send in o smash
ing bill on tho strength of that last
prescription. Why didn't you give
it sooner2 To the country go and
nowhere else" So it was settled,
and an agent being employed to find
exactly such a place as would suit
Mr.. Mansfield three days later was
en- route for Harrowville, where he
arrived just as the twilight was
gathering down.
1t was pretty frame house, paint
ed straw color, where he was to take
up his abode, and when he entered
he found himself in a wide kitchen,
the floor of which was SO clean and
white that his heart was completely
won by it. In the great, broad fire
place blazed and cracked such a fire
of maple and beech as can be seen
nowhere but in country freplaces,
and the ruddy glow was reflected
back by innumerable tin pans and
dishes of every description that
hung against the whitewashed walls
till the room seemed illuminated.
The farmer and his wife welcomed
him with old fashioned politeness,
the former entertaining him with a
history Of all the sheep, horses and
cattle he had raised for the past 20
wears, while his better half was care
full and troubled about many things,
all tending to the one great thing
getting supper ready. Just before
the preparations for that fragrant
meal were completed the kitchen
door opened, and the farmers daugh-
ter entered. Her mother introduced
her to the boarder's notice by This
is Sarah, my daughter, sir, and left
Sarah to find out who her new ac-
quaintance was at her leisure.
The farmers daughter was neither
shy nor embarrassed. She didn't
blush or look frightened; she never
knew how to do either, but bowling
in a manner that would not have dis
graced duchess she stood upon the
hearth and warmed her feet, because
the evening was chilly, though it
was early autumn, and the grass in
the field where she had been milking
the COWS was so laden with heavy
dew that her boots were soaked
through.
Her position on the hearth dis
played her form to the utmost ad-
vantage. She was tall, admirably
rounded from the sloping shoulders
and full bust to the tapering waist,
and the skirt of her dress worn short
and raised little in front to escape
the scorching heat of the fire ex-
posed a pair of feet and ankles that
would alone have made the fortune
of a danseuse.
Sarah knew she was handsome
had often been told so and never de-
MED it. She knew equally well that
her feet and ankles were the most
perfect she had ever seen, but don't
do her the injustice to suppose that
she stood there To display them TO
Mr. Mansfield.
When she had warmed her feet
sufficiently, Sarah turned away, and
going over to the table assisted her
mother in completing the prepare
tons for supper,
This done, the farmer and Mr..
Mansfield moved their chairs over to
the table and prepared to do justice
TO the meal. Never had the man OF
the world eaten a meal like that.
Mrs Ford would have been insult
ed had her good, old fashioned cook
ing been compared to anything so
himsy as the food of the gods.
After supper Mr.. Mansfield retired
early. Sarah had gone TO her room.
He found his apartment eOmmOdi-
Gus, neat, white fioored. the bed
white curtained and the windows
ditto So ha eOuld do nothing else