The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1903-02-04
A PROPOSAL

"Fine rlcht ZOE u Walk, maggie.
al that's sac, hoo dae We no gae
taxi yer walk? ;" said Mag, pout-
. ing.
,es and stroked his chin. 81 heard
r,-e walkin' wi Bob Spaldin',"
he sad warily.
..Dil We, thought"
...la' that % an him were tae
MAX a match of."
Did We, thought"
IS, 10 true, Maggie?"
..Spaer nae questions, Dick, an
II! iii yc nae lees"
Dick s.rokcd his chin again, look
"A Nd and down the road and
cIan ed the leg Oh which he had
ben resting.
"Ifit. no true, Maggie" he said,
I'LL .top The stories that are gain
The rponds."
Hin much oblcegcd tao ye, Dick
1ane" said Mag, giving her head a
toss.
ILL be nae bathcr at a.. Ye
ken me better than that, Maggie"
.pac l.. though? An what ABBOTT
v~ersc'l. wha kens mare ABBOTT Inc
1lan Ken | myself"
An We say it's no true-noo din
M thraw me, Maggie, but just up
an cot WI the truth, an I-I"-
,lag was staring at him, and
Dicks tongue chung to the roof Of
his mouth.
.lloo's Mary AIcDougal?" she
asked.
Il hacna seen her in sax months
tae speak tae-Mary McDougal-
MIGHTY"
did We cast oot?"
There was nae castin' cot ABBOTT
1 il. Maggie. There was never ony-
thin. atwccn us. I'vc kent the las
] sic a my days an gaed WI 'cr at an
| ~anteri,- time just for friendships
sake. Oh, no, Maggie, yer clean aft
4 there"
SO We say, but maybe I've been
4 Learin' stories ABBOTT ye."
"Wha-what did We hear?"
"Oh. never mind"
! "Wccl, there a. doom RIGHT lees,
every anc o them"
SAY as surc's death. an I'll be-
lieye yc."
":As surc's DEATH"
"Yc ken what yer a-sayin', Dick?"
] 81 dac if l should dee this mint"
"Wha put on yer tie for we, Dick?
MIGHTY, it's JUST like a harran
cloot thrown roond yer neck. Come
ERE, an III sort it for ye."
Dick smiled affectionately, took a
step toward Mag, placed his arms
akimbo and held up his head.
"Thcrc noo," said Mag after hav-
ing taken off his tie and readjusted
4 it a la mode.
4 Got yer wark a. done, Maggie2"
"0uy aye-lang sine"
q "Lat's TAX a walk"
Mag ran into the house to 'ssnode"
herself up a bit. and Dick walled
q up and down in front humming
Were a. John Tamsan's Bairns."
When Mag emerged, a tartan shawl
was thrown over her shoulders, and
a small bonnet adorned her head.
Her cheeks we're rudy as the rose,
and her hazel eyes sparkled with
4 the happiness she felt.
"Whaur'u we gaze, Dick?" she
asked, looking him in the face.
q "Whaur dae ye, Think" asked
Dick, returning the look with COM
q pound interest.
a "Ony whaur ye like, Dick"
u Il think we'u gaze doom by the
burn an alang by the trees, whaur
We used tae gaze, Maggie, ye ken"
1t was a delightful evening in the
tall Of the year, and Dick Lang was
anever happier in his life, with Mag
gle Wotherspoon, the prettiest girl
IN the village, by his side. But Mag
was a saucy girl at times, for she
= Knew her charms, as every pretty
}slrl does, and when she was in the
3nood she loved to tease those whose
Ejadmlration OF affections she had
Won. Nearly every young man in
!5ne village had made advances to
I3aer' and with one exception she had
s3Eurned them all against her on &C
count of her saucy, coquettieh ways,
ASnch the young men failed TO un-
I3erstand, and invariably sent them
Pi IN a huff. The one exception
Tas Dick Lang, whose love for Mag
SraS a passion. He had begun by
sfying her at a distance and grad
3lally getting carer At first she
}feated him with Indifference and
Z ms presence had always seemed
4f him.
Bob Spalding was a strapping
|@Ioung fellow and to all appearances |
aade the most progress in his ad-
Ianaes. Of course, Mag had as
FzGaach as denied that there was any |
btt0lQp hnfvnoo~ ha- d ~ |