The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1864-08-02

FINasE0b lt0n the old gentleman, that
~ last he began TO take some notice Of
her, and to .Alk TO her. Balmayne.
absorbed 10 his newspaper, left them
entirely to themselves; and before
they had reached York, they we're
good irieuds. 1t 80 happened that
lhe young lady, too, was going to
spend the night at York aud as she
was quite alone. the old gentleman
told her she had better come to the
same hotel as they did. and lis SER
want should look after her things.
for evidently Balmayne did not IN
tend to take the smallest notice Of
her and seeing bis sons want of
proper polileness, perhaps made the
good old gentleman all the more at.
tenliye.
Next morning. they again set out
on their northern journey, and al, To-
gether as before, for The lady seemed
quite TO belong to them now. Having
ascertained that she Was going down
to a place within a few miles Of his
own shooting box, the old man prom
lsed he would see her safe to the end
Of her journey, which was rather a
long one, as she travelled slowly being
in delicate health; aud owing 10 his
gout, the old gentleman did the same
50, as ii turned out, they remained to-
gether the whole way. When they
got 10 The last station, before leaving
the railway for country roads, the two
gentlemen got out, the father desiring
the lady 10 Eemaih where she was in
the waiIng-room till he had found
her a carriage, and had her luggage
put on 10 it. She obeyed with very
sweet smile, but looked uncommonly
nervous. Balmayne also looked ner.
yous, which was odd, He followed
his father, who was looking for . ay
for his pretty protegee. Upon my
word, as nice a girl as ever | met
said the old gentleman. Really, I'm
quite sorry 10 lose sight of fher. How
she would enliven US at the moors
wouldn't she, Balmayne 2
But Balmayne was as white as
sheet, and could hardly speak At
last, however, he did say; You
needn't lose her unless you like, faith
er.'
Now, now, young gentleman, what
DO you mean !? said bis father, brist-
ling up.
i mean that she's my wife 7 gasped
cat Tue antortnna G Balmayns.
by Joye J said the old gentleman,
turning as purple as a turkey cock
who could have thought il = You
young rascal
For some moments it seemed doubt
tal whether anger at being taken in,or
the real pleasure at his sons unknown
wife being so much better than he had
expected, would gain the mastery
at last, however, his natural good hu-
NOR Iriumphed, and his son led him
back to the little waiting room, where
was the poor young wife, more dead
than alive with fright, not knowing
how her husbands raSe would sue
ceed.
Nothing could be better. The old
gentleman embraced her with real
paternal affection and one carriage
look them all to his shooting. box and
rom that day to this, the good father
has never ceased TO bless tbe day ,
when his son gave him such daugh- ,
.er-in-law.
Before I've done, I'll just tell you
)ne more, which didn't turn out SO
we'll.
captain Williams forget of what
quartered at one of
he small stations OF the Bombay
presidency, many miles from any
arge town. A few others were with ,
lin, and the chaplain Of the regiment.
Auy one who has been quartered any
where abroad under these circumstan- ,
'es will know how well acquainted 1
'eople get with each other. g
After time, Captain Williams and ,
he young chaplain used to read over q
heir home-letters together, and talk q
ver absent friends, Tor the arrival OF @
he mail was The great event Of the i
ime. Captain Williams had two sis S
ers, who both lived with their Wild Ii
wed mother at home. There had b
cen a much larger family, but all had a
led except the eldest aud youngest II
aughler, the brother being somewhere
bout halfway between. There were a
early twenty years between the sis n
ers indeed, Captain Williams hard a
7 looked upon the eldest as a sister. II
eiog born Of former marriage, d
nd more like an aunt than any thing b
lse.
This chaplain was rather a namby. te
amby sort OF fellow, always com Ia
laihing Of his lonely life and all that n
'ri ef hing and Captain Williams Of
a. of,ea his confident.
Whenever the mail came in, he Il,
ould always stroll TO the captains ii
lngalow, and at last was allowed 10
'ad some Of his sisters letters, Tor he A
spI up very close correspondence I'll
ith that dear little own sister Of his O,
ID as he talked with great delight Of "
sr, and read passagrs OF her letters RI
the low-spiriled young chaplain, it II
no wonder if at last this young in