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98 THE WRECKER’S DAUGHTER. weeks from to-day. He is engaged to Miss Kate Wetmore, _ of New York, and I am to be bride’s-maid.” : He caught her hands, holding them so tightly that she gave up the effort to withdraw them ; she =— to return his gaze, but her eyes fell, “What would you do if the right man should ask you ?” “ Say ‘ye8? when I had been coaxed enough.” “You like, then, to be coaxed ?” “TI consider myself of some consequence, eee hardly knew what answers she made, in her growing embarrassment, for she to feel, now, what was coming, and to tremble before it, as the sea before the wind. “There is nothing on earth I like so well as coaxing, Tangee! Tangce, my sweet, my darling, will you be mine? Tangee, my beautiful, my wild-bird, my pear) of the sea, say that you will! that you love me asI do you! that you haye pined for me as J have for you! that you will let me tell my love, let me call you my own !” “You are speaking with too much levity!’ she said, struggling to release the hands which he covered with kisses. _ “TJ will not listen to you.” _ “No, Tangee, you mistake. Never was a man so much in earnest as I. I love you. I have loved you from that first night. You are the sweetest, strangest, wildest, most beautifal and loveable woman that was ever made.” “T did not say I liked flattery.” * “Oh, but to coax yon, my darling, is so sweet a privi- lege !” | He drew her to his side, raised her blushing face and looked : into her eyes. - “Tangee, I am too much in earnest to Coax you any more. I can not weit for my answer. What shall it be?” “Nothing yery sevére, Mr. Wade.” “ Will you marry me?” “If you really wish it. But, Mr. Wade, your sphere of . life has not been mine. It will be mortifying for you te take a wife in my circumstances, My relations with Hardy Joe will annoy you. Although I have some education, there must be many things about me which would annoy your £ taste. Your relatives would cry Be upon those _ es ‘comicbookseom — . - (ce :