The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-08-01

d a pair OF exquisitely -dimpled elbow
n and her hands buried in wooden tr,
G OF -four engaged In fact. in the oper
= ton which housekeepers call "settir
4 a sponge so much at home did 81
= seem in the culinary art that Aul
a Miriam said TO herself, very decidedl
4 This can't be the city visitor:
2 wonder whore she is?" when h,
: doubts were all dispelled by Mr.
4 Brownell's voice:
D "Millicent. wish you'd write out tn
= recipe for that cake YOU made for te
{ i don't see where you learned to b
! so handy about the house?"
Why grandmammaw said tn
young lady. gaily. You seem to forge
that my mother was educated unde
your eye. She does not believe tina
French and music are everything tina
/ girl needs TO learn. Now do pu
those stockings down-Tll see tina
they are duly mended by and by"
Aunt Miriam turned away from tn,
window more bewildered than ever
but with very satisfied feeling stir
ring under the heap OF prejudices tha
had filled her kind old heart. IL thi:
were the much-talked OF Millicent
things might not be so very bad after
all. And Milly worked at her sponge
the merry smiles dimpling over heI
face, like sunshine on a bed OF roses
utterly unconscious OF the audience OF
"one" who was now contemplating a
retreat.
But the adventures OF the night were
not yet at a close. AS Aunt Miriam
CROPPED her way toward the path. la
menting the pitchy darkness OF the
night. and the cracking OF the crisp
leaves as her not very elastic foot
shuffied through them. every pulse in
her frame came TO a sudden pause OF
terror. as pair OF muscular arms were
thrown around her. and a moustache
came in contact with her cheek! Such
a kiss-Aunt Miriam couldn't remem-
Der Its like since the days when Peter
Fenner courted the beauty of the vii
lage. In vain she struggled breathless-
ly to escape-whoever the individual
might be. he didn't do things by
halves, and evidently had no DISPOSE
ton 10 relinquish his prize.
My darling little Milly! how did
YOU know l was coming tonight"
Then came another kiss, before Aunt
Miriam could exclaim, in stified ac-
cents:
James Arnett, are you crazy? DO
let go Of me, and behave like a sensi-
BILE creature"
The arms unclasped with electric
speed.
Aunt Miriam, how on earth"
"Hushl don't speak above your
breath! There now-if you're going TO
laugh like that, you'll raise the town.
II can't help it. Aunt Miriam"
gasped James. climbing to the gate
post and vainly trying to check the
gusts OF laughter that would come.
What will Uncle Peter say? Who
would have expected to find Mrs. Fem
ner. Vice-President of the Dorcas So
ciety?"
James, hold your tongue, II you
don't want me to box your ears. And
If you breathe a word OF this to any
living soul"
We'll, l won't. Aunty--I won't
upon my word; only the whole affair
is so supremacy ridiculous"
NONSENSE" said Aunt Miriam. Slip
ping through the gate. There, you
needn't turn back with me, you silly |
boy. Go in and see Milly-I know
that's what you prefer. And jamie"
We'll. Aunt Miriam"
"Tve changed my mind about that
little Milly OF yours. l don't believe
you can find q prettier wife, or bet
-er. so settle matters as soon as you
please, and well see whether your
Aunt Miriam has forgotten how to
make a wedding cake"
But are you in earnest. Aunt?"
Never was more so in my life"
What has altered your convictions?
Surely I may ask that one question:"
THAT isn't at all to the purpose,
-oung man. But remember, not a word
4 this ridiculous adventure!
you know how to administer brides.
aunt Miriam" said the youth, gaily.
S he EMBODIED the old lady in his arms
nd gave her a third kiss.
Through the starless darkness she
the wind-tossed apple
rec. and beneath the friendly shadow
I her own porch, where Uncle Peters
nores yet resounded like muffled
What makes you so late, wife," de-
landed a drowsy voice from the inner
partment. as she glided around, re-
lacing shawls and wrapper. I've
cen as fast asleep as dormouse.
o believe-but did think l heard the
lick of the bolt"
1T must have been the kitten among
he tin pans" quoted Aunt Miriam
he nearest approach to flb she ever
ldulged in, before or after.
And in subsequent life, when the
rm conviction seized her, that James
.rnett had impaired her seeret-in
trict confidence of course-to his
retty wife, she consoled herself by
aging. mentally:
We'll, | don't care II he has--for my
art, l shall always be glad OF that
eep into Squire Brownell's window.