A COOLER.

Wairarapa Daily Times, Volume VIII, Issue 2185, 4 January 1886, Page 2

A COOLER.

' Maudena Whiddy nestled in the rich upholstery and luxurious appointments of a? single-seated handsome carriage, by the side of young Kerry, as fchoy drove slowly through the sylvan glens and leafy dales of New Zealand beauty, Christohurch, and the roseate blush of early morn played on her youthful cheek and aromatic lips, as she shot coy glancos from her eloquent orbs that filled his manly heart with emotions. " Do-do you love me, darling?" said he in tones of passionate tenderness, impulsively pressing her soft, limpid, stockingles3 hand as ho spoke. " Oh, yes," she murmured, resting her fifty shilling summer hat on his cottonpadded shoulder, "yes, darling, far boitor than evon ioe cream." Then," said, the man in tones of passionate earnestness, his breast heaving with the strength of his omotion, which told more truly than mere words of the magic depth of his affection, "Then, darling, will you be mine ?" "Pa said you would say that, dear," the girl responded, trembling in the ecstasy of her joy. " Did he ?" the man inquired, taking her hand and mumbling it; " I'm unspeakably happy." "Yes, and he told me to ask you on the honor of a a bank clerk and a gentleman what you proposed doing with a wife on a hundred and fifty a year." And there is a depth of chilliness unaccounted for in meteorology,