Courtship

By Mary Boyle

Illustration for Courtship by Mary Boyle

“What, you here again,” said a Milk-maid to her Lover, “I told you last Spring I’d have None of you.”

“Since then my Uncle is Dead. Now I am Wealthy. I can offer you Riches such as you never Saw or even Dreamt of. I’m the most Flourishing Shepherd in the Kingdom. Your last year’s Excuse doesn’t hold Good now. If you Refused me because I was Poor, I come back to you Rich.”

“What did I give you last Spring?” she asked.

“The Mitten,” he answered.

“Then be Off with you, and if Ever you come Bothering me again like This, I’ll meet you with the Gloves.”

The Shepherd went Home and took Lessons in Boxing. A year later he Called on his Old Love.

“Well,” he said, “here I am. Shall we Have it Out now or a little Later On ?”

“No time like the Present,” said the Maiden, coyly, and after a Tough Scuffle they Closed.

“Quarter!” said the Maiden, after a while.

“Not a Bit of it,” said the Shepherd.

“Hold!” cried the Girl in Despair.

“Do you Give In?”

“Yes.”

“And will you Marry me?”

“Yes, if you will but Desist.”

“There’s nothing like Humouring a Woman,” said the Philosophic Shepherd, as he gave his Love a Parting Salute.

Moral.

Should a lassy say you nay,
Do not be absurd and fret,
Take my advice, if you be gay,
There’ll spring up in her heart—regret.

From Æsop Redivivus, by Mary Boyle.
London, New York, 1890.

Find stories similar to Courtship

Collection:

Fables

Author:

Illustrator:

Unknown

Region of origin:

EuropeEngland

Reading time:

More stories you might like

The Widow and her Son

By

It was winter and the house was cold and dark. There was no wood, no light, no food; and they were starving.

East AsiaChina

read

The Princess Frog

By

One day the sovereign prince said to his sons: ‘My dear boys, take each of you an arrow, draw your strong bow and let your arrow fly; in whatever court it falls, in that court there will be a wife for you.’

EuropeRussia

read

The King’s Son and the Magic Song

By ,

The Fairy also taught him a magic song, ‘Come, cattle, come, all you cattle come to me,’ the melody of which was so enchanting that all cattle who heard it followed the singer.

AfricaSouth AfricaSwazi People

read

Elves in Scotland: Sea Elves

By

His guide produced an enormous knife, and he already thought that his end was come; when the latter quieted his fears, and asked him if he had never before seen the knife?

EuropeScotland

read

Find stories