The south-western., 1861-09-18
The Accidents of Love.

NOflQS gOoQS TO De counted Welto-QO people. JOun
had already lived the allotted time of threescore years
and ten while Becky as she was Familiarity called,
approaching sixty-hve Without a child upon
earth to take care of one would hardly suppose the
household work would be much but they were uncom-
monty busy this particular morning Uncle John, for
everybody called him so, had taken unusual care IN
completing his toilet as also had his good spouse she
could be seen occasionally at the door, as if expecting
some one and her white cap with its benevolent Dor
der, and her new Calico" told plainly that indeed
somebody was expected. Uncle john weary Of watch
ing, had taken his pipe for stroll through the orchard
which was rich in abundance OF fruits. Not long,
however did aunt Becky have to wait for the anci-
pated arrival for carriage drove up to the gate,
and a saucy looking little maiden made herself
visible, aud kissing aunt Becky in a style that
showed very plainly that she really very glad to
see her Tilsie Fane, for that the little maiden's
name, was the child Of aunt Becky's only sister, and
the pet OF both of the old couple she annually visited
Come, Tilsie, sit down now, and tell me all about
the folks, said aunt Rebecca, who vas anxious to
hear of her only surviving relative.
''Wel, let me see-father is well, mother is well,
Charlie is-Charlie is sick
Poor boy" replied aunt Becky, sorrowtuly. "He
OFT to have come, too it would have done sich deal
of good to get some of this fresh country air What
ails him, Iilse ?"
"Ails him - replied the roguish little maiden.
''Ails him? Why, aunt Becky, he is past cure-no-
thing in the line Of medicine can cure him
ehitiS, Or"
NO, no. aunty; he is in Ioye-reaIy i'll love"
"Now don't be fooling, child; but tell me they are
all WELL and do keep a sober face. | can't tell when
to believe you"
"Everybodys Wen, then" answered TIse, pettishly,
not relishing her aunt Beclys last speech ''eyen to
Packet, the horse and Rover the dog, and so good
bye; I'm going to find uncle John
''WeI dear think YOU will find him III the orchard,
and"
Il can find lin if he's on the farm" And away
she ran, while aunt Becky called after her in vain.
Dear, dear, what nightly she is l wanted TO
tell her that Peter Stadspracr was stopping with us
but Ia she could not wait to hear and Jest like as not
she'll see him, and"
Aunt Becky did not finish the sentence, but went
about her housework, while TiIsie went romping
through the orchard in search of goodnatured uncle
John Presently she curbed her steps somewhat for
she espes uncle John, as she thinks sitting against a
large apple tree enjoying the greea meadows and the
bright sky above him Tse creeps cautiously up be-
hind and suddenly trust5 her oguish face into his
the same halloong ',boo" She gave one scream, and
made good her steps for the house. while the gentle
man, Wh0 was none other than Peter Sradsprakcr, was
somewhat puzzled at so unexpected an introduction
and ere he could recover from his astonshment Tilsie
was out Of sight But the old couple had informed
him previously that they expecting niece there
he soon accounted for the intrusion, and declared TO
himself, Of COURSE that it disagreeabIe little
race 10 nave thrust mo MS OWl ana all MS IHlnl
could now conure up was rosebud mouth, deep blue
eyes, and pretty little gaiter boots.
Tflsie reached the house nearly out Of breath.
"0h, Aunt Becky I went to find uncle John, and
when l thought l had found him. stole up behind
him to say boo to surprise him, and dear me,
thrust my face right into Il strangers-and mans
too"
Aunt Becky could do nothing but laugh at poor Til
sizes confusion.
'Tilse, child, called after you, but you would give
no heed ! wanted to tell you hat Peter Stradspraker
q nice young lawyer and the of old sweetheart
Of your uncle John, was visiting Us"
AN old sweetheart of uncle Johns. Why, aunt
Becky don't think if ! were you, I'd thank any such
ones TO send their children to me
''Ah! child, that a long time ago besides /
loved her too and we have always kept up the Old ac
quaintance
Don't YOU feel jealous OF her sometimes, and fear
she might steal some Of uncle john affections from
you?" asked Tisie, roguishly
La me, no, He never noticed her after he became
acquainted with me- SO, you see, have no reason to
be jealous
What awful sounding name-Pcter Strad-
spraker! ! would like to see the woman tnat would
be willing to adopt that name. Hark hear some
onc know that is uncle John And away Filsie
ran without stopping 10 think for moment, and in
another instant she had thrust herself into the arms Of
the young lawyer who did not seem Inclined to release
her, when uncle John made his appearance, and