63 DREAM-LIFE.
path to meet you, as the Wife does in Mr. Irving s Sketch Book, and how she will have a harp inside, and will wear white dresses, with a blue sash.
Poor Clarence, it never once occurs to you, that even Madge may grow fat, and wear check aprons, and snuffy-brown dresses of woollen stuff, and twist her hair in yellow papers ! Oh no, boyhood has no such dreams as that !
I shall leave you here in the middle of your first foray into the world of sentiment, with those wicked blue eyes chasing rain bows over your heart, and those little feet walking every day into your affections. I shall leave you before the affair has ripened into any overtures, and while there is only a sixpence split in halves, and tied about your neck, and Maggie s neck, to bind your destinies together.
If I even hinted at any probability of your marrying her, or of your not marrying ner, you would be very likely to dispute me, One knows his own feelings, or thinks he does, so much better than any one can tell (him!
