Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1866-05-04

He put Ills arm tenderly round her shoul
der, and looked down into the bright blue
eyes now sparkling through tears tha,
would not be repressed.
"God knows you have, Aunt Ruth, and
ifa sons duty can ever repay you for all
those years of ceaseless care and tender
ness, it shall surely DO yours. 7 do not
like to select wife without your approval,
and yet Juliet seems SO pure and per
feet"
Aunt Ruth shook her little curls impa>
tiently.
20. "Pure and perfect ! That's all a man
knows. Philip, will you give the reins OF
management into my hands for two days
before you propose to Miss Westall-only
two dayss"
"But what good will il do, Aunt Ruth 9''
"That's my secret, young man. Only
promise me, Phil.i"
"And at the expiration Of that period, l
am at liberty TO-
ITO marry Lucifer's eldest daughter, if
you choose. Ny interference will be at an
end"
sits bargain, Aunt Ruth. And now,
where shall drive you?''
Aunt Ruth was absent. minded as she sat
by her nephew's side.
"1must get up some scheme for show
ing her in her true light to hin, before it is
too late," she pondered, busily tapping her
little gloved fingers on tue muff.
All Of sudden the current of Mrs. Re-
vere's thoughts was brought to a sudden
stand.still by violent shock-a crash Of
wheels. DR.. Alden reined in his horses
with sudden backward jerk.
"Philip, what's the matter a.
"Hold thehoraes one minute, Aunt Ruth.
I'm afraid there's fellow hurt. Why will
people try to cross the street in such lock
of vehicles as this e.
Mrs. Revere was courageous little bo-
dy; she grasped the reins firmly; and lean
ed over the side of the carriage to see who
had been injured.
A tall, gawky countryman, dark and sun.
burnt, with garments all too short for his
long legs and arms, was being helped out
of the mud by DIR. Alden's strong arm,
while he looked hopelcssly after tn he blown
paper bubbles that were rolling in different
directions.
"Are you much hurt my friend?" asked
Philip, gently assisting him to the pave
ment.
"Hurt? Mo- guess not, 'cept jest here
in my arm. It was an awk'ard double-up
there, stranger
DR.. Alden passed his hand over the lame
and dropping member with professional
quickness.
"Broken," he pronounced, briefly
"Where do your friends live 2"
The rustic youth looked rather bewil-
dered.
II don't justly know. T come to New
York to sell the beans ; and arter I'd got
through, I was goin' to hunt up mothers
cousin, Juliet Westall. l know she lives
somewhere in. the city"
Mrs. Revere leaned out of the carriage.
aPhilip, perhaps we. bad better take the
poor fellow home with US until you set the
srm."
"A very good suggestion, Aunt Ruth
Hold the horses steady-there now. We
shall be home In ten minutes now, Mr.
Mr."
'"Hophni Cbarbury's my name, stranger
I'm glad the beans is sold anyhow, and the
money safe iu my stockin' foot"
And so honest Hophni de:.home in DIR
Alden's elegant little carriage, discbursing
as he went Of all the family affairs, great
and small, of the Charbury family who
dwelt somewhere in the wildernesses "ba
yant the. .Naugasuck lihe," in Connectidhi
He had ono good listener at least. Mrs
Revere's busy brain was already weaving 8
little strategic possibility, as she sat will
Hophnis strongly accentuated drawn Close
in her ears. =
allow 10 yonr patient now, Phil. r.
"Doing anely-tueked snugly up in bed
and snoring like . full band Of French
horns. He assures me that his clothA arr
quite ct ny service for any masquerade
ball ! may choose to attend, although Dea
con Oliver Up home thinks such things We,
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