It had to be that from the start.

Finally he handed it over to Mr.Johnson, and went up to Muscatine, Iowa, and acquired a small interest in a weekly newspaper there.

It was not a sort of property to marry on--but no matter.

He came across a winning and pretty girl who lived in Quincy, Illinois, a few miles below Keokuk, and they became engaged.

He was always falling in love with girls, but by some accident or other he had never gone so far as engagement before.