Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1901-02-14
my dearl" checked Mrs. Cope


his mind.
"Miss Jeannie," he said, somewhat
awkwardly, as they turned downstairs
"supposing / should ahem - adopt
your suggestion, what would be your
fancy in furnishing a suite Of rocns?"
"Let me see" said JEANNE, looking
composedly around, I'D paper the
room in white and gold and I'd fill the
windows with canary birds and plants
and I'd have blue carpet and b'ue
silk chairs and sofas"
"You like blue?"
"Very much; 1t is my fayorite
color"
''Blue It shall be, thenl" cried the
delighted bachelor. Mrs. Cope, II
you should decide TO take the house
you will please reserve these rooms
for me. and-and Mrs. Peterson,
ma'am. at $50 week"
81 shall be very happy. sir!" said
Mrs. Cope. Jennie, stop laughing;
you behave exactly like n little school
girl. You will give me till tomorrow
morning, Sir 70 utclueF
Certainly. ma'am-certainly."
As he turned, after seeing them of,
already in imagination leading Jean
ME Cope to the fower-decked altar, a
slender, good-looking young man Of
some four or five and twenty stood be-
side him.
Good morning, uncle" he cried,
breathlessly.
Good morning, joe" returned Mr..
Peterson, nodding 10 Mr.. Joseph
Franklin, his only nephew. What
brings you here in such a hurry"
as your house let yet, uncleW
"Yes-nO--I don't exactly know"
responded Mr.. Peterson, a little awk-
wardly. "What does it matter TO you
whether 1t is or not, hey, you young
scnpegrace?"
much, sir To tell you the truth.
was thinking of renting 1t myself"
"Youl"
"Yes, l. I'm going to be married
next week. uncle"
"a very sensible plan" said Mr. Pc
terson, beamingly.
'l'm glad you approve OF IL, sir, and,
in case my wife and conclude to take
n few boarders, can have your prom
Use to consider you as one?"
THAT is, in case you take the
house2"
"Yes."
81 can't promise; In fact, | think I've
already engaged myself" said MIR, Pc
terson, importantly. "To speak frank
ly, Joe, I've some idea of marrying my
self"
you, uncle?" exclaimed Franklin
in amazement.
"And why not2" testify demanded
Mr.. Petro Peterson, his bald head
turning pink with excitement. "Im
not Methuselah. Why shouldn't ] get
married."
"There's no reason on earth why you
shouldn't, uncle" responded Joe,
smothering laugh; "only, you see,
you took me rather by surprise. In
that case why shouldn't we have the
pleasure OF accommodating both Mrs
Peterson and yourself2"
because, sir said Mr.. Peterson, SEN
tentiously, because my mother-in-law
that is to be takes boarders, sir a few
boarders In q genteel sort Of way, and
I've all but promised myself to her"
"'All but. There is a chance, then,
Of"
"a very slender one" unwillingly ad-
mitted MIR, Peterson,
"And II you should make no other ar
rangcment you will let us have the
house?"
"Y-yes, suppose So"
"There can be no harm in my bring
ing her to look at the house this after
noon after office hours?'
"No ! suppose not
lie was making little pencil estimate
about the probable cost Of refurnish-
ing the apartments he occupied with
velvet and satin, according to Jcannie's
not particularly economical ideas, that
same afternoon, when Joseph Franklin
entered, flushed and proud.
"She's down in the pnrlor, uncle
"In minute. Twelve and sixteen,
and-there, then, Joe, how can man
add up his accounts with YOU stamp
ing round the room like wild buffalo .
Yes, yes, I'll 90 down aud see her, and
then perhaps ! shall have a little peace
OF my life"
lie followed his nephew resiRnedly
down to the parlor, thinking the while
Of far other things, and suffered him
self to be led to a little sofa In the bay
window, where slender young lady
was sitting, toying rather nerously
with pink parasoL
"Uncle," said Joe, proudly, this is
my promised wife, JEANNE, this is
Uncle Petro Peterson"
"Jeaunic Copel' gaspcd the aston.
ishcd bachelor.
"Noull give me a kiss, uncle, won't
yVu?" said JEANNE, putting up her
coral lips In the most bcwitching way
in the world 81 said IL was mamma
this morning; but It was really Joe
and that wanted the house,
at was, ch?" said Mr. Peterson
with a curious comminglng of sensa.
tions.
"Nes, and you know YOU promised to
get married and board with MS. lie did
indeed, jos"
'I was only joking. Married, indced'
/ I'm not such fool Yet. III stay here
hut III not rciurnish the rooms this
year"
So the hiu was taken oir the front
door; and Mrs. Joseph Franklin has
learned to make an omclet that suit,
the fastdious taste OF her unclc-in
law.
"Aud it's just os we'll that fate saved
me from making tool otmyselt" says
Mr. Peterson. cNultoutN W. y. News