The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1917-10-25
MARRYING SUE OFF
BY c. Q. LEWIS.

hrOpt, as he entered the sitting room
and found his sister Susan curled up
IN the settee and reading a book.
She looked up at him and frowned.
Bobble was twelve years old, and there
were those who termed him precocious.
At any rate, he thought he was man
enough to boss his sister around, al
though she was eight years older
than he.
at seems to me you take the great
news rather coolly," he went on.
Here I've done for you what mother
| und yourself have been trying to do
for the last two years, and you haven't
4 word of thanks for me-"
"Bobbie, what do you mean? asked
The sister as she sat up and laid aside
her book.
"Mean? Mean? 1 can't mean but
one thing. 1 have found a husband
for you at last"
"W-h-a-tw
"Oh, you have come to your senses,
have you? l thought it would astonish
you. l have needed a brother-in-law
for the last two or three years, but no
one seemed to take a shine to you.
went out looking for one this morning
and found him without much trouble.
Susie, he is a r-jack-nicest fell
Ter you ever saw. His name is Earl
Cosgrove, and he is a good Teller from
head to heels"
'Bobbie Winthropt what are you
talking about :" half shouted the girl.
"Why, about the chap you are going
to marry, Of course" was the sober
reply. "You see I went out into the
woods this morning with my Flobert
rife to kill a bear. | knew there
wasn't one left on Long Island, but |
thought one might swim over from
Connecticut just to please me. found
the young man, while hunting around.
He is what they call a naturalist. Oh,
Susie, he is a peach of good Teller,
and only hope you'rl fall in love with
himw
''You are talking pure nonsense! !"
exclaimed Miss Susie, as she knocked
the cap off his head.
"There is no nonsense about 1t,
Susie. I didn't quite invite him to
come back to the house with me, but
I shall tomorrow. 1 am going to do
1t to show you off and see if you can't
catch a husband
"You weren't forward enough and
bold enough and mean enough to tell
him you had sister," querled the
girl, as her cheeks famed up.
81 don't remember that 1 did, but
I am rather absent-minded at times.
If / told him anything about you, it
was that hope you'd get married soon
because I was tired of seeing an old
maid about the house. 1t shan't last
much longer"
Bobbie received a shaking which
clicked his teeth together and a push
which sent him far out Of the room
and Miss Susie returned to her book.
Bobble hunted up his mother and re-
lated the circumstances to her, and it
was with very sober face that she
received them and replied:
"Bobbie you must not plague your
sister about men. That is the way to
make a girl hate them. Don't bring
this young man to the house, and don't
talk about Susie to him."
"But can't Teller like me talkp
protested Bobbie.
ayes, but talk of general things"
Bobbie went away growing and
muttering, and next morning he saw
the stranger again. He was a little
more on his guard this time, and when
he got home he had nothing to say,
and no one tried to pump him. For a
week to come he was out in the woods
and fields with the naturalist every
day, but not word did he have to
say around the house.
The following week he went away
on Il visit to his aunt, to be gone n
week, and it was during this week that
Miss Susie took saunter in the
fields, looking to gather some wild
Strawberries Before she had picked
Il single berry she heard a voice
calling to her and, looking around,
she saw young man seated on log.
He bcckoned to her to approach, and
as she drew nearer he said:
81 beg your pardon, miss, but have
met with an accident. BY careless
step l have turned my ankle and can
not use 1t. Would you go to the high
way and ask aid for me from the first
passerby?'
Miss Susie was all sympathy at
once. She told him to lean on her
and she would take him straight to
the house, where her mother could use
some remedy for the sprain. He hest
tatcd to accept, but finally did with
many thanks, and after slow and
painful effort he reached the house
and was at once handed over to the
tender mercles of mother and the cook.
Later on doctor was telephoned f0r.
The patient gave his name as Earl
Cosgroye, but that brought no men,
cries.
When Bobhle came home he found
the patient still I'm the house, but he
hardly bowed to him. For a week
more he hardly had word to say
and II was at the end of three months
that ne one day said TO his sister:
"Susie something tells me that you
are going 10 marry Mr. Earl Cosgrove."
She turned her head away and
blushed.