Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1900-08-15
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
You are getting quite hot, declare!
quite hot" cried Gussie, rubbing her
hands ecstatically. Its a wedding in
the family, but am not to be the vic.
| tim"
"No?" In an accent of surprise; ''the,
It must be Flo?'
"No, no, no." each no louder than it,
predecessor.
| You don't mean to say that Mrs. Bra.
| bazon- with a gesture Of horror.
Not Mrs. Brabazon," laughing and still
rubbing her hands. though would moi
mind II 1t were! would give her away
with pleasure. Try again"
Then there's no one left but Aunt
Jane" said Esme. looking at her sistel
dubiously.
| And pray, what do you call yourself
my dearT impressively; ''it is you-you
who are going to be married. Now, then,
folding her arms. putting out her under
lip. and shaking her fringe with a ges
ture Of decision.
"1r' Dausing and surveying her siste'
with bewildered eyes. her mouth slightly
parted. After q silence Of a clear sixty
seconds she found speech. "OnIy that
know that you are almost a teetotaller
your whole appearance and conversation
would warrant the suspicion that you haG
been visiting the Barley Mow!'
| BARLEY Now or not, you are going te
be married. Miss Esme Brabazonr
/ well. IL l am, it is certainly the first
have heard Of it." ironically, (which is
curious, not to say unusual. And pray
who is to be the happy bridegroom? Have
the pleasure Of knowing him, even by
sight?"
mo, you have not" exultantly. "Yes
yes" hurriedly. in answer to the express
sion of her companions face. I'm quite
sane and perfectly serious, although i,
sounds quite too unaccountable, as. Aunt
Jane would say; but" clearing her throat
you are aware that Uncle George is
dead?"
We'll, considering that I've known tha,
fact for quite three weeks. and that l am
at present making our mourning, your
news IL something astonishing" sarcas-
tically. "Uncle George Is dead: I'm go
Ing to be married! Do try and think OF
something else, or is it a new gamer
BE quiet, Esme; you are just as bad
as Teddy. The will has been found. after
a long search, in q coat pOcket-Of all
places! and particulars have come by the
afternoon post. Mr.. Bell has been over
to Byford and brought our letters"
"But to the point. my good girl. il there
is one"
''The point is that he has left two hun
dred a year to Sopp and the parrot, TWEEN
ty pounds to each Of US for a mourning
ring"
"And this has turned your head" broke
f.. T L.
US the money instead!
do let me finish," cried Gussie. with
an angry little stamp. Il want to be the
fist to tell you! I've kept the last as a
kind Of plum; listen," gesticulating ex-
citedly. ''All his money in the funds,
forty thousand pounds. goes to you and
Miles Brabazon; and here is the cream Of
the whole thing. provided-you-marry-
each-other within six months Of his de-
cease. Now, is not that news for youI
What do you call that but a wedding in
the famlly?" she demanded triumphantly
Of her sister, who stood staring at her
with pale, wide-eyed astonishment.
1T IL not true. l don't believe it. It's
a Joke" she said at last, In faint voice,
gazing at Gussie with q look of horrifed
Incredulity.
Its quite, quite true; beautifully, de-
lightfully true?' returned the young lady.
Come and let US have Q dance Of jubi-
lee," humminS . waltz, and seizing her
stupefed sister around her waist, and
beginning to whirl her about the room.
stop, stop, stop, Gussie!" she cried,
breathlessly; ARE you in your right
sensesr" holding her fast, and gazing in
to her flushed face and sparkling eyes.
"Are you serious2 Just let me look at
your drawing her toward the window.
Perfectly serious" she painted, land
nearly out Of my mind with Joy. You
will have a nice little house In town,
victoria for the park, lots Of dances and
dinners, at which your elder sister,
charming Miss Brsbazon, will be the
piece de resistance"
"Poor old gentleman! 1 always thought
he was odd; very queer, indeed" re-,
turned her sister. slowly.
miles is in Burman. l believe" said
Gussie. Il wonder what he will think
Of this legacy"
-7.hink-what every one must think"
returned Esme, decidedly, that Uncle
George was madv
"Not bit of it, my dear. 1 grant you
he was odd. eccentric. Mrs. b. once
wanted Aunt Jane and Flo to have him
looked after and locked up, but it would
have been utter nonsense. Because
man wears queer clothes and devours no.
curries and Arabian and Persian love
tales, 1t does not naturally follow that he
is a lunatic. He was perfectly we'll able
to manage his affairs, and was very sharp
about money"
"Well, it's no business of mine" said
Esme, struggling her shoulders; "only I'm
sorry he made such q foolish will"
"Foolish will" cried Gussie. What
do you mean? It's beautiful will. Don't
tell me that you are not going to marrJ
Miles Brabazon-not going to jump ar
him and the legacy"
II certainly am not. What Il way you
talk. Jump, indeedr getting rather red,
and stopping to pick up her scattered
work. 81 would not marry him on any
account, nor he me; we are not crazy. We
have not, as the French say, Spiders in
our garrets,' like poor old Uncle George"
he sees you," observed Gussie. decisively.
Il don't know anyone as pretty any
where, though you are my own sister. and
| say it, as shouldn't. Everybody thinks
YOU are the prettiest girl in ThOrnshire."
boastfully.
"The prettiest girl in Thornshire" took
not the least notice of this brilliant COM
pliment, but began to shake out, fold up
and put away her unfortunate work. evil
IDENTIFY incapacitated for any further in
dustry that afternoon.
CHAPTER ".
Let us now adjourn to British Burmah.
and pay a visit to the other legatee, Cap
tain Miles Brabazon. A single fight Of
imaxination will land Us in Rangoon,