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A HAPPY DENQUEMENT. 99 things, Mr. Wade. I lo—think too much of you to consent to see you mismated.” “ Mismated | with a child of Paradise! Tangcee, I care not what your associations have been. Ihave thought it all over. I did not hesitate five minutes on account of them. You are beautiful and excellent—too good for me. If you came bare- footed, like the beggar-girl before the king, I would come _ down to take you by the hand. But, 1am notaking. My ‘ fortune is very moderate, my family is a good one; birth and education we all haye, but not wealth, It may be that some of my-friends will blame me for not bolstering up our sinking fortunes with a rich wile. But, that is not my way of thinking. When I am drawn, by every fiber of my being, as Iam to you, I know that God and Nature have made the selection for me.” “Tf that is the true impulse of your heart, and you are able to abide by it, I am willing to promise to be your wife, Arthur, for I love you—love you !” Hand in hand, and side by side, they sat silent a long time. The thunderous.anthem of the ocean was none too full and deep for their joy. “Let us go home and tell father,” said Tangee, as it began to grow twilight. “ You are a great favorite of his; he will be glad of this.” They walked back, slowly. “Tm a pretty sight,” said Tangee, as they drew near home, looking down at her drabbled garments; “if any of your friends were to see me now!” “ You look better to me than you would in satins and laces, truly. I first saw you by the sea; and its touch, though rude, seems to make you sweeter and dearer. I mean to be married on the beach.” “ Ah! do you ?” “Yes. You can wear the white dress I first saw you in.” - Tangee laughed, and ran in first. Old Joe was taking his supper, and she whispered in his ear : _ “Here’s Mr, Wade. Don’t tell him a word about my relatives. or my fortune, just yet, father, please. I wish to surprise him.” When Tangee returned to New York, Mr. Wade bore her Comicbooks:;com , a : - —--—— g - -.