The Middleburgh post. [volume] (Middleburgh, Snyder Co., Pa.) 1883-1916, 1896-04-16


coniounded fellow Rockertou,' as he
said to himself. He was man of
action, and determined TO give her n
thorough change.
phyllis, my girl" he said the next
morning at breakfast. Glow would
you like to 60 to England for bit ?"
"Oh, papa she exclaimed, with
tue most brilliant look on her face
that he had seen there for long time.
THAT would be delightful. You know
I've always wanted TO 90 across and
see the Old World. But can you spare
the time?"
"Wel, no, my girl, | can't Just
now" he replied. al AN obliged to
remain here for time. as / have n
speculation on which requires my
presence on the spot but Mrs Laker-
ing is going over by the next Gun.
arder, aud she would chaperon you to
your urcle's IN Manchester, where
you could stay aul amuso yourself till
! arrived, which probably would be in
about three months"
So 1t was settled and, the following
week, Phyllis (having first informed
young Rockerton, with whom she
kept up IA secret correspondence, of
her departure aud her destination
stepped on board the mail steamship
under the care of her lady friend and
y course arrived ut her uncle's in
chester.
was warmly received by her
ish relatives. Mr.. Thomas Span
'er late mothers Hrotherl had n
large business L. spinning
trade in Manchester, and resided at
Birkdale, going backward and forward
to his business, 80 that she had the
benefit of the sea air. What with that,
and her voyage over, and her new sur.
roundings, she IL very short time
resumed her old healthy looks, and, as
MIR. Spander wrote TO Mr.. Monrough,
"she seemed to have entirely forgotten
her love affair.
She also, of course, frequently wrote
to her father. In one of her letters
she said
al am awlully comfortable here.
Everybody seems to do everything
possible to make me happy. Uncle
Thomas's son George il nt home from
the university, whore he is studying
for the Church. He seems avery nice
young man, not at all solemn as one
would think, and he plays tennis
lovely. He returns to Cambridge to-.
morrow"
"Um !" reflected old Monrough, as
he read this letter, That more like
it, now!"
Phyllis had been in England for two
months and everything had settled
down quietly, when Mr.. Monrough
was electrified one morning to receive
n cablegrsm from her:
George has come all the way from col.
lege. Wants TO marry mo Immediately Do
consent ani make me happy. PHYLLIS"
"Well! this beats all !" murmured
Mr.. Monrough, us he stared at the
message. 'de must have fallen very
deeply in love with her, indeed. Oh
/ consent. But how about the settle.
ment? suppose that Tom Spander
reckons on my doing what is right,
and so | will. wish / could get over,
but Pm stuck fast with that specula-
tion for another month. 1t might lose
me million If left it, and | can't
| afford that. Well, here goes I"
And he sent this reply telegram:
"DJn't understand the hurry. but | con-
sent. Am very pleased. Wish every happ,.
ness. Cannot leave here for a month. Tell
. 1 uvIl ms hut,f al,
"MoSRouGu."
Ten days after this message, on the
morning of the arrival of the Cunard
steamship at New York, Mr.. Monrough
was sitting IN his private office when
the door opened and in walked his
daughter, leaning on the arm OF @
very wellset'up young man-o.
course, her husband.
The old man jumped up.
"Well, this is IA surprise !" he shout
ed. "What on earth made you in sucl
a hurry to get married9 All, we'll,
was young myself once, and l know
when fell in love with your mother
was in q deuce of a hurry to get
married"
sob, papa" murmured Phyllis, a.
she threw her arms ronnd his neck
and kissed bin. 'It was 80 kind o.
you to give your consent. ] am SC
happy. / Thought you would, though,
when You knew what a long way
George had come to seek me !"
"Oh, well i guess it's not such {
very long way, afer ALL" replied hei
father. "England's only little place
altogether, you know"
swell" said George, l'that's true
l hpt its, piab unop 4llllQ miles befor;
"