Beadle's Dime Novels No. 47: Tim Bumble's Charge — page 34: what you’re looking at

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82 TIM BUMBLE’S CHARGE. “ Why not ?” responded Arty ; “I’m as tall as Cora, and mean to be taller. Besides, I don’t go there because I think I’ve got a beau,” she added, with a correspondingly saucy toss of the head. Cora turned crimson, but Arty broke into such a joyous, . hearty laugh, that even her mother could not reprove her with becoming seriousness. “That is good news about Mr. Harrison, said Mrs. Rey- nolds, after a pause, during which Coraline was rearranging her dress. “Tsn’t it, though? Now, I suppose, he can get a wife, but I hope he won’t do as one of them did.” | “ What was that ?” queried Mrs. Reynolds, indifferently. “They were both found dead in their bed the next morn- ing,” said Arty. ~“@Good heavens, child! where did you hear that?’ cried Mrs. Reynolds. “Why, I told you the story Bumbledyhum told me,” said “Bat, child, you never said that it had reference to the Lattisons.” “Nor did Bumbledyhum. But I’m very sure from the way he told it that it was one of the Lattisons. But, bless us, Mr. Harrison may have brought home a wife, a French woman. If so, shan’t I’ get the fashions ?” Coraline laughed, though there came a sudden heaviness to her heart. What if he had brought home a wife, or what if he had become engaged since he had been away? She did not wish to believe it, but still it was not improbable, and her heart beat so very fast that its motion became almost painful. “No shall I do with regard to this invitation, “mother?” asked Cora. “ Wait till Frank comes, and he'll go with you,” said Arty ne not be till evening, but still there was no better way. | ° ees Sia _— ee Cees, == =. * “- , | . comicloooks.com