Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1895-06-04
WITH CONSENT.::

ooss novW SnOuiu marry WivnOuo MS
consent, no fully meant It, and az MRS.
hoinorry always agreed with the deacon
tne LOOKOUT Tor Kate and Dora Polberry
was rather ohserless.
Come, girls, come" said tho deacon,
putting his head into tho room, covered by
huge fur Gap. Mothers all ready, and
its high time we were on TO Brother
boggs, for the meotin begins at T."
Papa, said Kate, "my ankle feels o
uttie sore yet. don't believe 1 had bet
TOR try 70 walk 20 far"
Eor Kate, usually the lithest and most
agile OF Hates, had slipped on the floor OF
the mukroom that afternoon and made
russ enough, Dora declared, for q dozen
ankle sprslns.
well, said the deacon, "perhaps you
hadn't better. Are you rady, DoraS"
Dora colored and dropped her workbas-
ket.
Papa, Ii thought would walt until
Mary Pilkington came for mo. She don't
like TO 60 alone such distance"
"Oh, worry well" said the deacon; "you
VIII have TO walk pretty fast thought
Deacon Polberry's fur cap disappeared,
and ton minutes aftcrw%rd Harry Syme
called TO SEQ Kate, and Alonzo Smith drop
pod In 70 500 Dora. They had cozy time,
but tho lovers protested they would not
stand the deacon's opposition any longer,
but would bring him to terms. The girls
begged them not TO be rash, but they In.
sisted, and time few so fast while the
girls coaxed them TO be reasonable" that
tho clock struck 10 before they were aware
OF IL.
"Ten o'clockp cried Mr.. Smith. "Har-
~, old fellow, we really must De goingl"
And at the same instant, like an eoho TO
his wOrds, there came the sound OF q pro-
digious knocking. Deacon Polberry and
his wife had come back from tho prayer
meeting.
"The key of the back door-quick !"
whispered Alonzo.
"Oh, Alonzo," cried Dora, all In trem
BILE, papa took 1t with himi'
"The douce!" cried Alonzo. However,
1 don't care. I'd as soon face him as not. 4"
But Kate and Dora pushed their two
lovers with one accord toward the door.
"The garret, quick, the garret! We can
Let you out after papa and mamma are
asleepp'
And Harry and Alonzo found them
selves stumbling over one another on the
garret stairs, while Kate dutifully un-
barred the door.
"a cold night" said the deacon, rub
bing his hands together as he approached
tho fire. "How's your ankle, Kate?'
"Better, papa"
MARY Pilkington was In the front seat
when we got there" said Mrs. Polberry to
her youngest born. you'd better ha
come with usv'
"How provokingl" said Dora, biting her
lip.
IA nice fire you've got'' said the dea-
con. Mother, s'pose you just draw q
pitcher Of cider, and I'll go up garrett arter
q few O. them shagbarksP'
Kate gave little shrek.
$50 late, papaP'
"'Taint late," said the deacon COM
posedly. "Get me a lantern, Dora"
"Papa, the lantern is out at the barn, I"
said Dora, with chattering teeth.
"A candle amt safe In that drafty old
garret, said the deacon. "Waal, guess
can find all want in the dark"
And up stairs he went, with firm, res.
hearts Of the fair conspirators sitting
breathless below.
But the deacon was considerably more
terrified when, STOPPING to fill his tin par
with the treasures heaped under the caves,
he felt himself seized by the throat, and
something ice cold and slippery placed
against his temple.
"Make but an effort to resist, and we
shootW enunciated voice Of stern mean
ing.
"And who's we?" questioned the dea-
con.
Harry Syme and Alonzo Smith"
"What do you want" said the deacon
pluckily, "and what is that you re holdin
ag'in my headY"
"a revolver-and we want your daugh-
ters!''
"Hold on, hold on, my young friends!'
said the deacon. "Is this fair?'
"Why, no; it isn't" said Harry Syme,
"and that's just what we have thought all
along"
cts exceedingly unfair, " said Alonzo
"to refuse us a chance because we aren't
rich"
"How come ye here?" persisted the dea-
con.
"By the hand of destiny"
"Yes, or nor Time Is precious. Will
you give us your daughters, or shall we
shootp'
Don't shoot anywayp' cried the dea-
con. Lets talk it over"
"The time for talking has passed. Yes
or nor"
The deacon hesitated.
"But look here
eyes or nor" sternly demanded the
voices.
well, then, don't squeeze my throat
So"
The grip on his throat relaxed some
what, but tho muzzle of the weapon never
stirred, and the deacon cried:
"Yes!'
For what else could man say under the
circumstances?
What was the surprise and astonishment
of Kate, Dora and Mrs PolberIt when the
deacon presently appeared, 1a gscd on ell
ther side by Harry, the invi1ciblc, and
Alonzo, the brave
"He has consented. " cried HI ry, squcez-
ing tho hand of his future fatlSr-in-law.
He has acted like n TRIUMPH said Alon-
20. II knew he wouldn't refuse to listen