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Pade. She got merried by an Episcopal minister, and he furgot his surplus, and that was all she hed hired him fer, so she rented our'n fer him, and Mr. Jimmels, her new husband, took it outen the minister's pay. Somethin' allers goes wrong to her weddin's." "Does she have them often?" interrupted John gravely. "Quite frequent." "'Aug. 3, Mister Vedder, Ticket Seller to the Theayter. 1 doller.
"I hae naething to tell ye, Ma'colm, but jist 'at my leddy Florimel's gauin' to be merried upo' Lord Meikleham Lord Liftore, they ca' him noo. Hech me!" "God forbid she sud be merried upon ony sic a bla'guard!" cried Malcolm. "Dinna ca' 'im ill names, Ma'colm. I canna bide it, though I hae no richt to tak up the stick for him."
How he chuckled as he told of "one of them women who he guessed was a leetle crazy." "Why, jest think on't! One day I heard some comments on myself after I had bid on a rag carpet and offered more than the other women knew it was worth. "She's got a million, I hear." "Wanter know merried?" "No; just an old maid." "Judas Priest! Howd she git it?" "Writin', I 'spoze.
They was to 'a' ben merried, an' he was to 'a' gi'n up v'yagin'. But he was cast away, an' she never heerd nothin' about neither him nor the ship. He was waitin' to git means, an' he did, privateerin' an' so; but I 'xpect he was drownded," concluded Mrs. Fox, in a suitably plaintive tone. And that was Aunt Dorcas's story.
"I'm going to be married myself," volunteered Joe, proudly. "Merriage is a fleetin' show I wouldn't, if I was in your place. Merriage is a drag on a man's ambitions. I set out to own a schooner, but I can't never do it now, on account of bein' merried.
If I was merried to you I dunno but I'd be a leetle bit jealous o' you. Say, I may be a widder almost any day now. Somebody'll shore kill Danny Calkins 'fore long." "And, according to you, I may be a married man almost any day," I replied, smiling. "But you ain't merried yit." "No, not yet," I answered. "Well, if you git a chanct you take a look at that gal back there in the kebbin."
"Lily's ears ain't pierced," he explained; "but she'll hev a reel splendid time lookin' at 'em, jest as I uster hev with my nightie." "Your nightie?" Uncle Jap chuckled and rubbed together his bony hands, cracking the joints. "Yas, my nightie. Never tole you boys about that, did I? Wal, about a month before Lily an' me was fixin' up to get merried, she made me a nightie.
Mair is not so much at home upon it, being a farmer's daughter from inland." Receiving Clementina's thankful assent, he turned to Lizzy and said, "Min' ye tell my lady what rizzon ye ken whaurfor my mistress at the Hoose sudna be merried upo' Lord Liftore him 'at was Lord Meikleham. Ye may speyk to my lady there as ye wad to mysel; an' better, haein' the hert o' a wuman."
She was baith bonny and guid, and pleasant to the hert as to the sicht: she wad hae saved me gien I had been true til her! She was ane o' the Lord's makin, as he has made but feow!" "Whatfor didna she haud frae ye till ye had merried her than? Dinna tell me she didna lay hersel oot to mak a prey o' ye!" "Mother, i' that sayin ye hae sclandert yersel! I'll no say a word mair!"
But yer great grandfather wasna lang or he merried anither wife. He was sic a man as ony woman micht hae been prood to merry. I saw him first mysel' whan I was aboot twenty that was jist the year afore I was merried. 'What ails ye, grannie? What for dinna ye gang on wi' the story? After a somewhat lengthened pause, Mrs. Falconer resumed as if she had not stopped at all.
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