In this kind of a way I got acquainted with my beau, that
_was_; he was very attentive to me from our first meeting. If we
happened to be going anywhere in company he was sure to offer me his
arm--no, I am wrong again, he never offered me his arm in his life.
If you go to walk with a young man here, instead of offering you his
arm as the young men do up our way, he either takes your hand in
his, or passes one arm around your waist; and this he does with such
a provoking, careless honesty, that you cannot for your life be
offended with him. Well, I had walked with my Jonathan several times
in this kind of style. I confess there was something in him I could
not but like--he does not lack for wit, and has a good share of
common sense; his language is never studied--he always seems to
speak from the heart. So when he asked what sort of a companion he
would make, I very candidly answered, that I thought he would make a
very agreeable one. "I think just so of you," said he, "and it shall
not be my fault," he continued, "if we are not companions for life."
"We shall surely make a bargain," said he, after sitting silent a
few moments, "so we'll _bundle_ to-night.
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