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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 104 December 1901 to May 1902
Year: 1902 (1900s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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it, the harder it will come. NowI dare say you could marry a better manand an abler man and a richer man thanI, but you dont seem to be doing it, andthough it is not for me to be crackingmyself up, it is of course possible thatyou might go further and fare worse. Dear, dear! Theophilus. What rea-sons! Am I so critically old? Come,get in the boat, and Ill row you backto the hotel. No, no! not yet. Of course the rea-sons are absurd. No young thing oftwenty-seven is going to marry any manfor stated reasons. I cant furnish youwith reasons. Make any excuse for your-self you like, only marry me! I knowmy reasons well enough. Oh yes. Your reasons — I knowthem. I, Theophilus, being thirty-fiveyears old, and feeling mine infirmitiesto increase upon me, to oblige an oldfriend, the same being my other andmore prudent self, am determined, upondue consideration, and in spite of allthat may reasonably be urged to the con-trary, to marry the maiden Eleanor, ifnothing hinders, lest some worse thing
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198 HARPERS MONTHLY MAGAZINE. befall. Those be thy reasons, O Theoph-ilus! Come; help me into the boat. Oh no! Well, if you will—careful!No, take the stern seat, please, and leaveme the oars. Now were so far apart oneneeds a megaphone. Go to with yourreasons. Ill none of them. Theyre notmine. Conspuez reasons, anyhow. Whathave they got to do with it? I have butone, Eleanor. I love you! Thats why! Love me! So prudent a man go tosuch rash lengths at thirty-five! I dote on you; Im just crazy aboutyou! Just marry me once and see ifI am not. Why, that is news! Why didnt youtell me so last spring? I didnt think your mind was pre-pared for it. And besides— And besides ? What was the use of my telling youunless you were going to have me? Tolove a woman at twenty-two and blurt itout is a relief to the feelings, and nodiscredit, for at twenty-two one is notexpected to know better. It is differ-ent at thirty-five. At five - and - thirty it seems to bemore convenient that the ladys assur-ance

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