Outpost by Jane G. (Jane Goodwin) Austin
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"As you see, Cousin Fanny. Paul gave me the invitation, with my
little wife's love; and how could I decline?" "I am sure it is very good of you to come and help entertain; but I am afraid it will be a sad bore. Miss Minnie Wall, the oldest of the young ladies, is but just fourteen; and Bessie Rider, the youngest, is not yet six." "But I came to visit my little wife," persisted Mr. Burroughs, laughing gayly. "Here she is, then, with all the rest behind her;" and, as the little hostess caught sight of her new guest, she flew toward him, crying,-- "Oh, my little wife has come!--my little, wife!" Every one laughed, except the young man thus oddly addressed, who gravely extended his hand, saying,-- "Miss 'Toinette, allow me to wish you many happy returns of this fortunate day." 'Toinette looked at him a moment in surprise, then, glancing at the other guests, said innocently,-- "I guess you talk that way because the girls are here; but I like the way you are always, best." This time Tom laughed as loud as the rest, and, catching the child |
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