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148 THE GRINDER PAPERS. he’s out, ‘No matter, I'll wait.” They’re tu be married a Mon- day next, fur he proposed the question tu her in our own back parlor—I had my eye tu the keyhole—and she sez, sez she, ‘Yes,’ sez she; ‘fur,’ sez she, ‘my feelin’s is o’ that reciprocal natur that I can't say no. But,’ sez she, ‘what,’ sez she, ‘will your sister, Miss Charity, say?’ sez she. ‘Oh,’ sez he—them’s the actual words, miss—‘ Oh,’ sez he, ‘who in thunder keers what she sez?’ sez he. Then he kissed her; and fur the love o’ goodness gracious sakes alive, come home immediate, fur, true as you live, she'll hev him Monday ef you don't. Yours, with the greatest of respects, EvELINyY BuCKSTAVER. ‘“P. $.—Hurry, and oblige E. B.” That night I was up tu Peekskill. | When I got hum, land o’ liberty! ef the front door warn't painted green and the hall wall papered, and true as you live, the parlor was fixed up with a new carpet, and there was teu new gilt vases on the mantletry. I gin one look.and marched up stairs, and there was Jonathan jest puttin’ a new suit o’ clothes—white pants and vest—intu his bureau. He shook all over when I looked at him and sot down. Sez I, ‘‘What’s this I hear ?” Sez he, ‘‘ Haow?”’ - Sez I, ‘‘You know what I’m alludin’ tu. Be you goin tu git married or not?” “Wall,” sez he, ‘‘I be.” ““At your age?” sez IL. ; tT; ’ a iis ; (Sa : i> Of ae “a | » t es —_ ‘ » ree, 4 + . Ais