The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1896-03-13

Pretty Maid| l began. There was
momentary paus', and then the an
swer came in liae of Home, Sweet
Home, from my darlirg's lips.
"I do wish you would d. op that vul-
gar habit of whist'ing, again came the
voice inside The window.
"'But, au,tie, there's no piano to
sing to- was the somewhat lame eX-
cuse. Il must do something, and can't
possibly sho,k anyone mp acre.
Then there was silence once more.
Back to Yorkshire again No chance
there. Anyway, she still cared for me,
and | must put her affections to a severe
test. 1t was our only chance of secur-
ing happiness.
"'oh, Mamie, Wilt Thou Gang VIZ
Me?' piped.
Where Are You Going TOP was
again utilized in reply.
81 was stumped for the minute, but
bar or two of big Ben a favorite
song of mine, came as a hazardous res
cue. She understood, bless her, but
u lengthy pause interviewed before her
answer. Love ard duty had n hard
struggle. Then: No, Sir; No, Sir; No,
Sir; MOI was repeated four times IN
succession. She refused, then! But
why so emphatically? What silly
idiot ] was. The fourth time the girl
in the song said No she meant Yes
l breathed gain.
But about our departure. The NOM
ing York train via Bath left at 9:45.
The earliest Waterloo was 7.45, and we
should be elsily tracked and our IN
tentions frustrated in consequence, if
we left it until then. consulted my
watch. 1t was 9:15. The night train up
left at 1920. Oh, Why Should We Wait
Till Tomorrow? went up without de-
lay. 'All's Well fIom above soon set
tied that question satisfactorily, but
was followed Immediately by few
bars of 'Bradshaw's Guide ditty. l
knew what she wanted, so, after
slight hesitation, warbled: Come
Into the Garden, Maud and chirpcd
ten times. Hope on, dear loved one,
we shall meet again, from Dream
Faces proved that was clearly under
stood, aud then she turned to address
Miss Alton in louder tones than before.
81 declare you're nearly asleep,
auntie. Tn tired, and have a headache,
too. We've a long journey before is,
so think II go to my room now.
Don't disturb, there's a dear; the pack
ing won't take long IN the morning
You'd better do the same
ga good idea, !;vy; so we will,' she
answered.
81 crcpt back, and minute or two
latcI Good nights were exchanged;
and the subsequent slam of ioor mott
fed that Evelyn lad left for her apart
ments.
by 9:45 / had settled up and left in
structions that my heavy baggage, for
tunately not unpacked, would be called
or sent for in the course of week or
less, dangling an old telegram form
in my hand as did so, to give color to
my hasty departure. AT ten prompt
/ picked up Evelyn under the pines i'll
the hotel gardens, and with a dressing
bag and small Gladstone between us,
walked it to the station and eventually
reached London safely, early in the
morning. / put her in one hotel, where
l knew she would be safe, with strict
injunctions not to venture out till | had
fixed everything up for the ceremony,
and went myself to another The long
and short of it was that before we were
anything like tracked the deed had
been done by special license and the
colonel defeated for once in his life.
'Come round, did he? Yes, when he
afterward discovered that the man in
tended for his daughter had already
been engaged for two years, and got
married shortly after we did! Even !
could have told the old fellow that, had
he been more communicative and eX-
plicit in the first instance, for my rival
turned out to be none other than the
friend was visiting. He actually adj
mits now he couldn't have wished her
better match, but, anyhow, he"
And Birdy broke off into Cant
Change It."
He rose quietly from his seat and
gently opened the smoking-room door.
Listen" he said; eff you can't quite
swallow the yarn, you will not fail to
take this in
Then he went through "Oh, Come. Ny
Lady Fair" from the "Gaiety Girl"
song. Scarcely had he concluded than
away from another quarter of the house
came the answering chorus of SIN
coming" from the negro melody, poor
OldJoe." Half aminute later in strolled
Mrs. Jackson and Hartley's wife.
Birdy winked knowingly at us.
Give just been telling them how you
were practically wooed and won by
whistling, my DEAR" he remarked to
his wife, "and they want another tune
before we turn in"
Evelyn blushed. "No, SIR" ETC., she
warbled three times.
Their Jackson took up his candle and
marched upstairs with the strains of
the national anthem on his lips.-Tit-
Bits.