Thrice Wedded, but Only Once a Wife — page 19: what you’re looking at

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- nice man to give all the children a picnic, and we had a splendid time. I shouldn’t think he’d let you go to-day, if he wouldn’t then.” fe didn’t know where I was going to-day. I asked if I - might take old Prince, and he said yes; but I don’t think - there would be any harm in going to see the stat- __uary,” replied Robert, though the hot blood rushed to his face, as if he felt half guilty. | “T don’t think there is any harm, either; but, oh, Robbie, the wall.” “Yes, and there goes its mate. Now they’ve both gone into that hole in that tree.” ~ Yes; how cunning they were! I wish you and I were - squirrels, with nothing else to do but run around in the sunshine all day, and eat nuts; it must be real fun, glanc- ing back wistfully toward the place where the squirrels had _ disappeared. “Oh, no, Dora, you don’t, either; you forget that if we some day you are to be my little wife,” replied Robert, - looking roguishly at her. : “‘Yes, I could be your wife just the same; for don’t you _ then weshouldn’t have towork. I hate to wash dishes, and dust, and ——” | Well, Dora, interrupted Robert, ‘‘you won’t have to _ work when you marry me, for I shall have plenty of money, and you can have servants to do the work, and all you'll have to do will be to dress up in pretty clothes and trinkets, and play all the time, if you want to.” ‘Oh, that will be so nice, Robbie!” exclaimed Dora, heav-. ing a sigh of relief at the pleasing prospect of not having to - work. ‘‘I wish I were your little wife now.” = Do you?’ he asked, a bright look coming into his face. “Weil, Vil tell you what we will do.» We will go and be _ married before we go home, then I can take you to mother, for she will be my mother too, then. Will you, Brightie?” pa Yes, indeed, we will,” rephed Dora, ‘Then my name _ will be Dora Ellerton, won’t it? I think it’s a real pretty name, too. But who will marry us, Robbie?” A 1 don't know. I guess Squire Moulton will; he’sjustice, © ae a :" “ 4 . . look at that squirrel there!—there he goes, right through | were squirrels we could not be married, and, you know that © - suppose one of those squirrels was the other’s wife? And Sol pc SRE =f?. , Ant mo. eres comicbooks | (Ge (0)