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SELEOTIONB.
Berthilda’s Offer,
BY MABY KYLE DALLAS.
Mr. Flint had the reputation of
being as hard as bis name. Cer
tainly he was a crusty sort of an
old gentleman,with a disagreeable
habit of telling wha» he consider
ed the plain truth to everyone.
As everyone did not at once bow
low'and say: “Mr. Flint you are
perfectly right," this habit ol
frankness had brought him into a
good many quarrels with his
friends and relatives, so tlmt at
last the only one of his own blood
w^th whom he was on speaking
terms was his orphan neice, Ber-
tliilda, who kept house for him; to
whom he was unusually kind,and
who believed him to be a modem
Si lemon,
8he had never once contrdiacted
him. When he told her that the
Flins were generally good looking
but that she took after her moth
er’s family, who were all as plain
as pike-staffs, she answered, 'Yes,
Uncle, but that is not iny fault,
you know/ When he saw that
she need not mind about being
good-looking, because, after all,
she was a nice little thing and
I it and prove it. I'll write and ask
.= him, since you arc* so partickerler
Berthildy; though bein’ of age, I
car/t see why helms anything to
say about it.’
To which Bcrtiiilda, sobbing,
replied tlmt her uncle’s word war
her law,aud was kissed at the gate
as usual, this conversation having
taken place on a Sunday evening
on the way from church.
On Monday morning old Mr.
Flint, going, after breakfast, into
the little room which he called his
office, and where he transacted hi*
bnsiuess as notary public, found
lying on his peak two letters al
ready left for him tliot morning,
andopeniug them found that each
asked him for something.
One was from a neighbor named
Perkin s, who desired to lorrow a
horse of him. The other from
Farmer Hoskins, asking for his
ueice Berthildu's hand.
Mr. Flint was not !u the habit
of lingering long over any decis
ion. He regarded the fact that
Berthilda had had an offer us a
sort of miracle not likely to occur
again and he Imd on idea that
women always liked to he nmiried.
Hoskins was well to do and
respectable. »Sh? should have him
if she chose, tide had been a good
gill to him, and he i cully felt an
affection for he’*.
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court-in« ,er y pirtieolar tu othei
mpiTH of the samf character which cell for
Sl'ivcM. Tbrea co|ie» of «hU Talnoblr
’ -illlic lent to any one who eende 10
S3? Sid ** -ddriu, r«. Lnoom.
Cfcteugn, IU.
. . . . . , , ... . As fur l J eikui«. lie nhottlcl nut
would be more Hitt to be K-tt lot. . ,
, , , lmye lna lioree. ilulinauverwutk-
keett house lor him forever,she an- ... . , .. . .., .
1 . , ’ 1 ed the one he hud borrowed of linn
neared to lie comforted. I, . , ... ...
v .... , , | last liurvent-tiuie, and the poor
She was mild aud meek, and . , , , ,. , .
, ... . ’ . beuat had died m conoiuueiiee.
her vanity had been qnito taken Uui , p er ‘ kill8 hiH iy J re
cut ot her by her uncle 8 t rank-, ^ JJu WlJlll(1 ivu ‘ hI
neb*.
8he wt\« really, by no mean* ho
very plain; but *ho accepted Mr.
Flint'a opiutou without a murmur.
It was all genuine. She w is
one of those little women vh»
generally (low down bcfoie lit*
male head of the family aud wor
ship him.. Site had not even re
flected that he might leave her his
money, or some of it. It was too
dreudiui to think ot Uucle Flint
ever dying at all.
As for marrying, it did not en
ter Berthildu's mind, 8he Imd
written herself down as spinster,
as soon as she had heard Uncle
Flint’s opinion on the sulject,
which was oracularly given * lien
she was about sixteen years of age;
but now that she was very ncui ly
thirty, she was astonished by the
appearauce of a lover in the shape
a stout farmer of lorty, a widower
without children, and owner of us
fine a piece of property as could
be found in the state.
It was a case ot love at first.
sight on his part, and Berthilda
finding yerself made love to, and
being quite utiused to tho situa
tion, felt that it was her duty to
refuse him, since to marry would
be tocoutradicb Uncle Flint's dis
tinct assertion that she was born
to be an old maid; yet she yielded
to the advances of Mr. Hoskins,
so far as to allow herself to be j
seen home from 'meeting’ kissed |
piece
of his mind lor his impudence,
and he would Settle that business
before he attended to BeithitdaV
offer.
Ho be drew his blotter towriu!
him, seized pen aud ink, and in
dited the peppery epistle:
ISltt—I dou t wonder you wrote,
aud hadn’t the face to come uud
ask me tor what'you wanted,like a
man. Let you have her indeed.
When everyone knows you killed
the other one with overwork, uuu
only sent her home to be buried.
A pretty idea that, indeed. 8he
was just a rack ot bones when you
got thiough w.til her,and, I judge
half starvedas well as worked to
death.
You'll promise to take good care
of her no doubt. You may it you
git In r, but you'll only do that by
stealing her, and as 1 suppose
you're quite capable of lhat,l shall
see to my h cks.
This finished, he wrote more
briefly to Mr. Hoski
Hear 8ir—I can’t see anything
in the way of your h iving what
you ask. You can come over if you
like and talk it over. Flint.
Having done this, he put each in
envelope and sent them off.
Poor Berthilda scarcely dared to
raise her eyes to her uncle's face
that day; but his manner to hey
was unusually Kind, and she htf^.
allowed herself tu hope much fnW
it, when, as she sat at her Kuit-
in the evening. Peggy, the
at the gate, and occasionally en
oireleJ by . very large arm.wl.ich j “'{„ a^.^eBti/.bc-cKonerl tnj.ae.-mu.-
afler a iqr.eeze or two,»l.e a lway*| t0 her „ 0I11 th(J(lw)t .. BnJ havi
put away with a nkocketl little:^ b il( ,j in , 0 thu , J
squcel !
finally Mr. Hoskins offered {u " aei " < ‘ r that Mr ' HusKiu9 w ““‘-
hlmaelf, aud Birthilda, Itaviug «ee her at the gate.
To the gate Berthilda went in a
state of nervous agitation, which
made the blue ribbon bow in her
confessed to a partiality for him,
eude-lby asserting that Uucle Flint
must decide the matter, aud that
she dared uot mention the subject
to him.
‘Well, then, I will/ said Mr.
Haskins, 'I ain’t afraid of no
hair quiver liice a humming-bird,
aud there she found Mr. Hosivin*
so red in the face with rage that the
man, and if your uncle has any-[color wasp^yeptible by moonlight
thing against inc, he can out with And his greeting was this t
‘•Berthildy, if old Flint was any
body’s unci* but yourn. I'd go in uud
pummel the breath out ot him. I’ve
a iiiiutcr do it now.**
“Oil, dear!** sobbed Berthilda,
“what is the matter !"
4 *//eN writ me a letter tlmt was
jest chock full of insults from fust to
Inst. >uid Mr. Hoskins. “Said I Writ
cause I was a lea ml to ask him tor
you ;said every one knew that 1 killed
Abigail Arnminty with overwork,
starved her to death, and sent her
over lo her urn's to be bin led. Now
Abigail Arimiuty died of the con
sumption that was in the family, and
I spent lots in doctor's slut); and if
she was buried from her ilia’s tlmt
was the old lady’s wish. And Ara-
niintv she would go there to die. Aud
I did all that mortal man could, and J
d help, uinl I wasn’t hard on Ah-
l Arimiuty; niul tour undo he'*
a liar, and if lie'll sonic out here, I'll
wring his neck. I’ve as much as
kin do to keep from saying word* a
hadn't orter say after lie's jiued
the church. 1 never was so mad in
my life. Ifni bursting with rage; and
lie says I'm a thief, aud lie’s no detibi
I’ll steal you it I can : ami so I will.
It’s just this, Berthildy—you come
along with me now, and get Parson
Speer to marry us, or there's »n end
of it. It’s all up between us. .You
idioso betwixt old Flint and me, and
cf you ehosn him, why I aiu't under
no obligations.to you no longer, and
i’ll make a jolly of him in three shakes
•if a sheep's tail.”
At these words Berthilda trem
bled more than ever. The foun
tains that were in her head over
Unwed and ran out ol her eyes
•idowii her checks.
4 * Oh. oh. oh!” she sobbed,
"was ever a poor woman*in suih
trouble? Oh. oh!’’
“Choose!” cried Hoskiu?: “and
lamed if I ain’t, sc. mud I don’t
Iceer much which way you choose.
I’d rather like tu be at liberty to
go tor old Flint, and mash him—
by jingo, I liudl’’
“Why don’t I die!’’ sobbed
Berthilda. “But, oh, Silas, 1
can’t leave Uncle Flint like that.
It wouldu’t be descent.”
“Then here go^s,” said Silas
Hoskins taking off’ his cuffs.
At this moment a Jong, lath
like figure strode past them and
began to hammer at the door.
The servant opened it, and Pe
ter Perkins voice inquired tor Mr.
Flint.
Mr Flint at once appeared in
tne entry.
“Well, what do you want
here?” was his salutation.
“vVall, Mr. Flint,” said Peter
Perkins, “8etiu’ you was so
’bligin’ and neighborly about this
gray mare, I kinder reckoned I’d
jest step in and lead her over to
night. You see 1 git in my bay
to-morrer, and there’s a rain
a-comin’ up along the eend of the
week, or I uin't no prophet.”
“So you do mean to steal her? v
said old Flint. “I’ve seen impu
dence before, but this cups all,”
“Kinder gue.is you've forgot
who I am," said Peter Perkins.
‘•Don’t you rememner a writin' to
me this moruiu’? Pm Mr. Perkins,
Mr. Flint.”
“I know you well enough/'
said Flint. “D’ye think Piue in
my dotage? You're the man that
killed my brown horse lust sum
mer, and ask for my gray mare
to do the same by this, aud I
told you what I thought of you in
my note. You must have been
drinking, Mr, Perkins! You must
be drunk, sir, to ask me for my
gray mare alter what 1 wrote you
ibis morning.'
‘I drinking? I never touch any
thing but tea. I’m a 8oti of
Tern prance, sir l’ shouted Mr
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Perkins, so tlmt Ins voice reached
tile ears of tho oohappy couple ah
the gate. ‘I drunk!'
‘Then if you are sober .you can'l
reai)! 1 said Mr. Flint
‘Yotl wrote me a uote telling me
to coine over, saying there m
nothing in the way of my having
the gray mare,' said Mr. Perkius.
‘That's untrue/ said Mr, Flint.
‘You're a lying, sir!' said Mr.
Perkins. ‘Hanged if I'll atanfl
it!'
And now Miss Berthildy saw
her uncle menaced ity a bony flat,
And Hew up the path, with Hos
kins alter her.
‘You abominable rascal!' cried
Mr. Flint.
‘Telia me Pin drunk at|d a liar,
sir,’ ci led Pei kina to Hoskins.
‘Asked him neighbor-like to lend
me his gray mare, and he wrote
he would, and now calls me all
the names he can lay his tongue
ti.’
‘I don’t doubt it, sir!' said Mr.
Hoskins. ‘He's insulted me, sir.
Told me I worked my poor, late
Abigal Arminty to death, and
starved her, aud was afeard ot
him. Writ that to me, sir! hang
hi nil'
‘That's false!' said old Flint.
‘Now, 1 am a liar, am 1 ?' cried
Haskins.
■You are both insane I' said
Flint.
‘You never writ that to msV,
cried Hoskins.
■Xo doubt it’s true, but 1
didn't,’ cried Flint.
‘He is crazy,' said Hoskins.
‘Mad us a March hare.* said
Perkins.
•You are a couple of lunatics.
I'll bo protected against you.
Help! help! Some one go for the
constable!’
‘A lunatic!' said Mr. Perkins,
‘Why, there’s the letter you writ
me. If you were a younger man
I’d not stop (o argy; but you're
old enough to be my father—'
‘That's another lie,' said Flint.
‘You're fifty years old.'
‘Well, that's the letter you writ
me, anaway,' said Perkins, hold
ing out a crumpled sheet of pa
per.
Flint took it in his hand,
glanced at it, mid said: ‘It isn't/
hut his face altered.
‘Contradicts anything,' said
Perkius- ‘I suppose you'll deny
you wrote me tlm!?' said Hoskins,
offering another letter to the old
man.
Again Mr. Flint glanced at
the page.
‘Yes, I do,' ho said; hut this
time he grinned.
‘Perhaps a secret enemy,' mur
mured Ucrthilda.
Uncle Flint looked at her,, her
nose was red with weeping.
‘You're a good girl, berthilda,
if you are an ugly one, said Un
cle Flint. ‘For your mko, I'll ex
plain matters. 1 wrote both those
letters, but I sent them to tho
wrong men. That's yours Hos
kins. Perkins, thol is yours, and
1 meant every wo.*d of it/
And ho liandcJ the letters to
their proper ownsru.
‘I'll see if thisaiu't a case of li-
bei/said Perkins, as he waited
off.
Hut HosKirs advanced and
held out liis'lar^h hand.
‘Lethv-goms be by-goiie«,’hes»iil,
‘May I have Eertliildo, Mr. Flint,’
‘You can ast her,’ sa’tl Flint.
And thougi Hertlillda only said
‘Oh, dear,’ aid rried again, //oakins
was rontumid,and the w oding c «tu
otYia tluo. liu*.