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To-Day's Short Story. c CAUGHT BY THE CAMERA. When I had purchased my little outfit for amateur photography I went wild about it, as everybody do-es at lirat. I photographed my father and the kitchen, fireplace, the back garden with its I flowery borders, and the j cook in her kitchen* Lay maid-en aunt and my baby sister, the view over the way and up aid down the street, and all that could be seen from the room. I also made what was considered a remarkable likeness of M rr. Pagindarm in his spectacles and etove-pipe hat, with a scroll in his hand and the fingers of Ae other thrust into his "est bosom.. Mr. Pagindarm, who was an elderly gentle- man of means, desired to send this chef d'anivre to th3 lady to whom he was betrothed. "I desire to look my best," said Mr. Pagin- darm. Because, though I am of mature years, my betrothed wife is not. She is young and lovely, and a very attractive per- ;on mdeoci. Her name is Rosina Elfrida. lelena Suzette Tot ties, but I always oalled I ler Zetty. Thi3 photogra,ph will represent I me in a more dignified aspect than any I &ave ever had taken. It ie excellent." Naturally, I was flattered. Mr. Pagindarm, hqkvever, was much more i>ieasinjr to others j in his big straw hat with his fishing-rod in his hand. Finding him asleep, I took him that way; in fact, I had severaj portraits of lim for my own collection, which I liked better. However he probably knew better than I the tastes of the woman he Vas to marry, and the picture went to her in a ) handsome frame by express, and was duly acknowledged. "I do hope I am not making a fool of myself, young Tompkins," Mr. Pagindarm said to me about this epooii. "I realiy don't feel as though it were reasonable to expect much happiness from a marriage with a girl haif my age. Wait, three times nanght ia naught, three times two is six. I'm three times her age—shea twenty and I'm sixty. I preferred her maiden aunt, who is forty- two, and went down thero to pay my addresses to the lady. Charming person— suitable, all that—but shortly Zetty's father asked me what were my intentions in regard to his daughter, and signified that I had won her hear,. After that Well, of course, I she was b&autiful, and, aa Miss Pembroke had not shown any knowledge of my tion, I oife-red on the spot, was accepted, and eealed the compaot with the prettiest cluster diamond ring to be purchaeed. I really felt flattered, but I doubt if a sudden sentiment like that—the dear girl's for me, you know- will last, I'm uneasy. Miss Pembroke would have been very much more suitable." I looked at Mr. Pagindarm. Ho certainly had an amiable countenance, was healthy, and not ill-looking. "I have no doubt you will make her very happy," said. I. "That I should try to do," said Mr. Pagin- darm; "but the question with me at that moment was, will she make me happy?" Thw was the last talk I had with 31r. Pagindarm before I went to the distant village of Wampum to exercise my artistic powers on nature. I ran my hobby into the I ground, aa usual, and I had a. great collec- tion of souvenirs of Wampum in no time, amcTjg other objects a handsome, substantial old residence with the largo family upon the porch, all quite unconscious that they were lilting for their portraite. A littie later I passed the house ait gmnset, vnd, seeing a handsome, middle-aged lady posed in a pensive attitude on a garden bench bc-siae a tree, took her portrait. This, how- ever, was not my greatest atrocity. There was about this house a small park, and upon the gate was the gentle hint, "Private property." However, as people eeldom object to the presence of a solitary, weIl-conducMd person in such a place, and aí) I had seen the family c-arriag-e apparently as full as it would hold drive away up the road, I ventured in, carrying my camera., and determined to get a picture or so from tha.t old park before I left Wampum. I was luckier than I hoped to be, for I had not gone far before I espied an exquisite little nock, where one caught a glimpse of distant hills between the clustering foliage, and leaning against the pedestal of a. statue of Pomona was a beautiful girl, at whose feet kn-tlt a very hardsomo young man. A lady's drops is very picturesque in these days, and the young man wore a tennis rait, therefore it was quite an ideal group. I took a position which enabled me to see them without being seen, aiid got my pic- ture, then in some terror I fled as fast as my lego could oairry me; but, arriving at another open.ing in the trees, I saw the young people a.gain. They had assumed the attitude which the ricture called the "Hugue- not Jyovers." The handkerchief was not about the young man's arm, it is true, but the girl held ones in her hand. It was the most curious coincidence pos- sible. I could not resist the temptation, and handed the loving pair down to posterity just as their lips met in a long and linger- ing kiss. Then, indeed, I vanished from the park like the culprit I knew myself to be. I returned to the city shortly, and on the evening of my arrival Atr. Pagindarm called. He was interested in my photographic experiments, and I was not loth to produce my pictures. Together we looked over them, and they were laid aside and we had our usual little supper; but our guest waa very silent and took his departure early. The family remarked on this before they retired, and my mother was of the opinion that he was unhappy about something, while my father declared that he was probably ill. f I, for my part, bad noticed the look of great surprise, and even, horror, with which he regarded my pictures, and felt sure that they had some connection with his conduct, since before examining them his manner was entirely natural. I sat up later than the rest arranging my portfolio, and just as I was about to close it, wai aware of a tapping at the window- panes. I hastened to draw back* the cur- tains. The hooked handle of an umbrella I knew well was doing the tapping. Mr. Pagindarm had returned. I hastened to tdmit him. He entered almost stealthily. Glad to find you trp, young Tompkins," lie said. I want to talk to you. I am very anxious about oometlfiing, and I don't want anyone else to know a.bout it. Excellent father—charming mother—delightful family; but pray, let this be strictly between you 4rid me." Certainly," I said. I want to see your portfolio again," said Mr. Pagindarm. "Thanks. Now—no, no—oh, yes, here it is," and he lifted from its place my photograph of the country seat. There, that i3 the residence of Mr. Timothy Tottlca, the father of the young lady who is betrothed to me." "Is it possible?'' cried I. "Positively so," said Mr. Pagiudarm. "There they are upon the poreli-pa, ma, Aunt Rebooc-atherwise Miss Pembroke- Miss TottLee, or, to speak plainly, Zetty her- self." "Your young lady?" I said. lIe nododed, rummaged the portfolio again, and produced the picture of the middle-aged lady in a pensive attitude. "And here, here," said Mr. Pagindarm- "here is Miss Pembroke, plunged in reverie —sad but sweet remembrances—all that, you know. Shouldn't you think, as an artist, yon know, that she might be recalling some tender momentomebody-all that sort of i thing?" "Nothing more likely," said I. "I thought you'd say so," aid Mr. Pagin- darm. "Well, my young friend Tompkins, you look surprised, but I shall astonish you yet more. This"—and he produced my first picture of the handsome young man and woman whom I had seen in the park-thù one where the lady leaned against the statue of Pomona—"this is no other than Mr. Tottles' daughter, Zetty, M I call her—my betrothed wife, and this young man is Philip Croker, the greatest puppy in Wampum. Girls usually admire young puppies; and here"—and he turned the other photograph of the "Huguenot Lovers" tableau to the light—"here, my young friend Tompkins, I find them again. It is something of a reve- lation, is it not, to a man who has ordered his wedding-suit?" and he seemed affected. "Good heavens, my dear Mr. Pagindarm," said 1. "I had no idea I was doing so much mischief." "Mischief!" ho cried, "mischief, my young friend! I regard you as my benefactor. In this picture I read several very serious truths. In the first place, Zetty does not feel any tender emotions for me. She is in love with this puppy in the tennis suit. This being evident, Mr. Tottles told fibs; hunted me for his daughter because I am rich; commanded her to aocept me, eh? Very evident, very. Secondly, behold this lovely picture-Rebecea. —I ought to say Miss Pembrc(e-no matter. Sebecca thinking ffadly of me; oh, of me I'm sure of it! Now I never wanted to marry Zetty; my heart is all Kebecca's. Couldn't break the girl's heart. Tottlea swore she adored me: now I'm undeceived. I shall, just show those photographs to Papa Tottics. tell Eebeeea all I fCoel, and, perhaps, if I am not refused, perhaps be happy, eh?" "I sincerely hope so, Mr.• Fia-gindarm," 1 said. I may borrow the photographs a few days?" ho a,ked. "Thailits. Don't mention it, at leasrt just yet. Good-night." He was off. I heard nothing of him for a mo,at,h; then he bounced in at the door with a radiant face and a bouquet in his button- hole. My dear young friend Tompkins," he cried, you have been the means of making me the happiest man alive! I am married to my Rebecca, who is the most charming woman- But you Bohall know her. I arrived at Warn mi m just in time to prevent an elopement. The young pair were married the same day that we were, and all was well, the cause being your blessed instan- taneous photographs, my dear. dear young friend Tompkins." Thereupon wo shook hands.

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