Perhaps I was a little more sprightly in those days than I am now.

Anyhow, he paid me considerable attention----" "Oh!" cried Austin, opening his eyes as wide as they would go.

"Oh, auntie!" "Of course things never went any further," said Aunt Charlotte, "though I don't know what might have happened had it not been that I gave him no encouragement whatever." "But why didn't you?
What was he like?
Tell me all about him!" interrupted Austin, excitedly.

"Was he a soldier, like father?
I'm sure he was--a beautiful soldier in the Blues, whatever the Blues may be, with a grand uniform and clanking spurs.

That's the sort of man that would have captivated you, auntie.