The Young Visiters or, Mr. Salteena's Plan

The lady she had grown into, the owner of the copyright already referred to, gives me a few particulars of this child she used to be, and is evidently a little scared by her. We should probably all be a little scared (though proud) if that portrait was dumped down in front of us as ours, and we were asked to explain why we once thought so much of ourselves as that.
When the great morning arrived Mr Salteena did not have an egg for his breakfast in case he should be sick on the journey. For my part I love Mr Salteena, who has a touch of Hamlet, and I wished up to the end that Ethel would make him happy, though I never had much hope after I read the description of Bernard Clark's legs.
Bernard's proposal should be carried in the pocket of all future swains. He decides whilst imbibing his morning tea beneath the pink silken quilt, that to propose in London would not be the correct idear. He springs out of bed and knocks at Ethel's door. Are you up my dear? he called. Well not quite said Ethel hastily jumping from her downy nest. He explains his idear. Oh hurrah shouted Ethel I shall soon be ready as I had my bath last night so won't wash very much now.
So I will end my chapter, the authoress says; and we can picture her doing it complacently, and slowly pulling in her tongue.
Poor Mr Salteena. He was at the wedding, dressed in black and crying into his handkerchief. However he recovered to an extent and married Another and had ten children, five of each, none of them of course equal to Ethel's children, of whom in a remarkably short time there were seven, which the authoress evidently considers to be the right idear.
J. M. BARRIE.
Mr Salteena was an elderly man of 42 and was fond of asking peaple to stay with him. He had quite a young girl staying with him of 17 named Ethel Monticue. Mr Salteena had dark short hair and mustache and wiskers which were very black and twisty. He was middle sized and he had very pale blue eyes. He had a pale brown suit but on Sundays he had a black one and he had a topper every day as he thorght it more becoming. Ethel Monticue had fair hair done on the top and blue eyes. She had a blue velvit frock which had grown rarther short in the sleeves. She had a black straw hat and kid gloves.