The Bennington banner. [volume] (Bennington, Vt.) 1858-1894, 1894-01-05
BOTH LONELY.

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was Mr.. William Waddilove.
In fact, there was only one thing she
hated worse, and that was his deg.
On his side, Mr.. Waddilove disliked his
neighbors as heartily. If there was any
thing he hated, it was piano, and from
morning to night the partition wall shook
with incessant practicing.
The two cottages commenced secret war
fare. Miss Melon shrieked whenever she
saw the dog-practiced at midnight be-
cause she knew Mr.. Waddilove was always
aroused by the dulcet strains and passed
her neighbor with averted face.
Mr.. Waddilove smoked when the wind
set toward Miss MELONS, garden; set
his dog into commissions of barking when
ever the lady was seen with book in the
arbor and laughed audibly when he was
contemptuously ignored in the lane outside
of the garden.
No wonder Mrs. Tallman grew nervous
as her picnic guests, among whom were to
be the 1.-TWO antipathies," began to as
semble.
Foremost came Mr.. Waddilove, with his
dog and gun.
"Might see something I'd like to hit.
you know" he said
Mrs. Tallman smiled family
Only don't let it be one of my guests"
she said
Other guests arriving opportunely, how
ever, the lady forget her fears in hospit-
able Welcomes and soon all were assem-
bled save Miss Melon.
At the last moment some one in white,
with round hat, and cherry ribbons, and
a roll Of music, appeared on the scene. 1t
was Miss Melon.
Mr.. Smith offered his arm, and the
party set off-Mr Waddilove in front,
Miss Melon the very last of the procession,
each unconscious of the others presence.
The spot was reached-a nice damp hol.
low full of trees. Then, and not until
then, Beppo discovered Miss Melon.
He made for the spot where she sat at
once, and being an intelligent dog, who re-
men bered lessons, began to bark in the
most astounding manner, making short
leaps and tumbles all the while.
Miss Melon began to scream.
"Oh! Oh It's that Mr.. Waddilove's
brute. How did he come here2 Oh, mercy
there's the wretch himself. Call off your
dog. sir"
"Never bites, "said Mr.. Waddilove.
WEAKLY" said Mr.. Smith-"weally,
must protest The lady is alarmed sir"
"Beppo, old fellow" said Mr. Waddi.
love, what you want there don't know
lie down"
And Beppo did Ne down, painting AND
triumphant.
Miss Melon, following the example OF
the rest of the party, began to explore the
beauties of the woods, leaning ON Mr.
Smiths arm.
"Oh, the riverr' cried Miss Melon. do
let us wander on it's banks, Mr.. Smith"
Every much pleased to wander any.
where with you," said the gallant Smith.
and soon they were upon the margin of the
stream, where lay boat.
"Oh, l must have row" cried Miss
Melon.
"Werry delighted to WOW you," said
Mr.. Smith, but you see that boat belongs
to some fellow, and he might call it steal
ing, don't you seer"
"Only for a minute" said Miss Melon,
and with an infantile giggle she skipped
into the boat.
Alas! boats are treacherous-the lady
lost her balance and fell into the water
Just there it was deep and somewhat
dangerous. Miss Melon disappeared from
view and came to the surface struggling
and gasping.
Mr.. Smith shouted for help, and out OF
the woods bounded something black, fol-
lowed'by man with gun.
"Fetch her, old fellow!' yelled the man,
and the dog plunged into the water. His
master only waited to fling off his coat
and hat before he followed him.
Together they brought Miss Melon to
the shore more dead than alive and there,
the picnickers found the dripping trio
Miss Melon supported by Mr.. Waddilove,
the dog in ecstacies of pride at his own
performances.
"What fine dog that is" said Miss
Melon.
"Pure Newfoundland, )" said Mr.. Wad
dilove.
''For all the time we've been neighbors
I've had such false idea of you," said
Miss Melon.
"And haven't appreciated you," said
Mr.. Waddilove. "Ah, well-do better in
future. Here we are"
That afternoon, to the establishment of
the housemaid and the CONSERVATION of
the housekeeper, Miss Melon and Mr.
Waddilove were having tea together.
After tea they sat and talked.
"To think that 1 might have been at
the bottom of the river but for YOU" said
Miss Melon.
81 daren't think of it, said Mr. Wad-
dilove. Lets change the subject-won't
you play for me2''
"Oh, you don't like music"
81? Who dared to say soP"
swell, if you'll smoke.
"In lady's presenceP No."
"To please me'
Anything to please you," said Mr.. W.
And the lady sat down at the piano, and
the gentleman smoked.
The housemaid, listening at the door,
was sure she heard kiss, and the friends
of the antipathies were astonished, on the
next appearance of The Weekly Wonder, by
this announcements:
Married, on the til of August, Miss
Kitty Melon, daughter of the late Peter
Melon, Esq, to Mr.. William Waddilove
No cards.-Exchange