"Where is he now, Cousin Harry ?" she asked, eagerly.

"What became of him ?" Mr.Harry laughed in such amusement that I stared up at him, and even Fleetfoot turned his head around to see what the joke was.

We were going very slowly up a long, steep hill, and in the clear, still air, we could hear every word spoken in the buggy.
"The last part of the story is the best, to my mind," said Mr.Harry, "and as romantic as even a girl could desire.

The affair of the stolen box was much talked about along Sudbury way, and Miss Jerrold got to be considered quite a desirable young person among some of the youth near there, though she is a frowsy-headed creature, and not as neat in her personal attire as a young girl should be.

Among her suitors was Jacobs.
He cut out a blacksmith, and a painter, and several young farmers, and father said he never in his life had such a time to keep a straight face, as when Jacobs came to him this spring, and said he was going to marry old Miser Jerrold's daughter.