The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1868-12-26
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THE DAuaHrER-IN-LAw.

Remington, solemnly depositing his great gold
spsctacss in their green leather case.
"Nor I, either sobbed Mrs. Remington, heed
less of the unwonted disorder of her cap strings
ITO marry that bold, dashng city girl without
50 much as our permission.
"But you know, my DEAR" suggested tho old
gentleman, 1--WE shouldn't have given it to him,
II he had waited a century"
Certainly VIC should not, said Mrs. Reming-
ton emphatically. "To think of our only child
treating us cavslierly Abel-ths only one
we've got in the world"
'He has made his bed, and must lie on it"
said the old man sternly. 81 will never receive
his gay bride here, and l shall write to him
Immediately. We are scarcely fine enough for
fifth avesue daughter-in-law."
As he spoke the old nan picked up crum-
pied letter that he had thrown On the floor in
the first paroxysm of his anger, and smoothed
out its folds with mechanical touch
"Why, only think of it, Abel" said Mrs. Rem
ington. 'Mshala Buckley served for six weeks
in this-this girls cousins family and she says
Evelyn Sayre could smoke cigar just like
man, and used to go skating with her dress all
tuck ed up TO the top of her boots, and drove
barouche, with the groom sitting behind, and"
'Bless my SOUL" said the old gentleman, his
breath nearly taken by the catalogue of enormi-
ties. "Bless my SOUL you don't say SO. And
our Charles is married to such an Amazon AZ
this" ...g
So the old couple sat in the roomy porch of the
capacious old farm house with the Michigan
roses tossing little pink billet-doux into their
laps, in scented showers, and the delicious odors
of the fresh-mown hay coming up from the
meadow.hats by the river, miserable an old
couple as you would want to see.
Meanwhile, Mrs Charles Remington, bride
of three weeks standing, was making herself SUI
premely happy at Niagara She sat on "a fallen
log, ameng the delicious shades of Goat island,
that bright June day, with the lights aud shad-
sws chasing each other her lovely face,
and turning her long chestnut curls to coils of
gold. Dressed all in white, she was fastening
wreath of wild flowers into the ribbons Of her
coquettish little hat, and singing some old ballad
softly to herself.
Evelyn Remington was very handsoms-nei-
Their bsnde nor brunette, she contrived to unite
the charms of both in her rosebud complexion,
bright hair and misty brown eyes, and the smiles
that dimpled her fresh scarlet lips were real
smiles, messengers straight from the heart.
Presently she was joined by her husband, a
tall, handsome young fellow, in q white linen
suit, and graceful Panama hat
1.-TWO letters Evelyn he said lightly, "and
bad news in both"
''Bad news! Oh Charles !" and the roses fad
ed suddenly away from the brides cheek.
"Well, not so very bad, and yet not pleasant
Rea3, cdriSsaand moi
He tossed into her lap a stffly written letter
on page of blue paper, signed "Abel and Mary
Remington" keen expression of their disap-
proval of the marriage he had contracted, and
an assertion of their determination never to re.
ceive his wife as their daughter.
Evelyn looked into her husbands face with
her bright eyes fall of tears.
sob, Charles, | am 80 sorry"
He laughed and quoted to her the Scripture
phrase, "A man shall leave his father and moth
or, and cleave unto his wife,
"And now don't you want to see the other let
ter, Evelyn"
with which Charles Remington was connected.
m aarnsst entreaty chat he would visit Central
America in their interests, immediately.
"Coo, isn't it ? to request bridegroom to
walk off in that sort Of a wsy-for it is too
rough voyage to ask you to share it, dearest.
leave it for you to decide--shall go or stay ~
''Gs, by all means. Should ask you to linger
bymy side, when duty calls you away, poor
wife should be-"
He kissed her flushed cheek with admirine
tenderness.
"And where shall l leave you, my bonnie
bride?"
''Oh, will make brief visit home in the
meantime. 1t cuts wedding tour short, but
then you know we have lifetime to finish our
honeymson i'm
So the brief Niagara sojeurn came to an end
and Mrs. Charles Remington, for the season, wal
widowed bride
HE will be back soon," she said to herself
"and; in the meantime Oh ! must do 50 much"
(, "Yes," said old Mrs Remington, complacent.
~. II think that was splendid idea Of ours,
Abel, sending for Lot Chauncsy's orphan to
adopt I'll teach Charles and his stuck up wife
that we are in earnest about what we wrote, and
Marian Chauncey won't have no city airs or
graces. I'm dreadful anxious to see hsr-Lot
was likely locking fellow, and my cousin twice
removed, and folks did say his wife was lar
built beauty. | guess likely she'll como by the
stage tonight"
81 guess likely there she ia now" said Abel,
whe, sitting by the open window, caught first
glimpse Of 2 slender figure coming up the path
and carrying we'll packed carpet bag, and Mrs
Remington ran forward to kiss and welcome the
new csmer.
Marian Chauncsy was exceedingly pretty
Mrs Remington discovered that bright,
winsome little creature, with gold-brown hair,
that would curl in spite of the restraining net,
loving hazel eyes, and trsmulous rcd lips
son. Abel y queth the soft.hearted old lady,
ut the end of two days, "why didn't Charles
wait until he had seen Marian Chaunceyi Is
not she sweet-dont it seem like CLEAN of sun,
Shine in the old house when she is tripping
aroundr"
''she is very pretty" said Mr. Remington.
Sand them" pursued the cid lady, "she's 30
handy. She knows just where everything is
Kept and how to do verything, and she does up
my caps exquistely and you should have seen
how skillfuly she drove me to meeting ycster-
day. Oh, Abel, if Providence had only seen fit
to send US a daughter-in-law like dear, little
Marian Chaunoev"