The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1868-02-07
Misfellauruus.
DIS.fPPOIyrED AMBITION.
CHAPTER I.
GREAT EXPECTATIONS.

Ever since Mrs. Augusta Browne whis-
percd secret in the ear OF her delighted
lori, a new order of things had taken
place in the household. If her will had
never been law before. il certainly was
nor. Poor Mr.. Browne was kept on
constant tramp, to minister to her giddy dc.
sircs. One hour he was despatched to
town for oranges, the next for strawberries.
In attempting to procure burch Of wild
boney-suckle for her, he came near break
ing his neck by fall down hank. She
took advantage Of the tide, and made the
present occasion her opportunity. Her ca.
prices and wants were innumcnble. Mr..
Timothy Browne had always been some.
what snug in the pocket; hut Mrs. Angus.
Ia, the artfhl woman, gave him so many
irights, and threatened in ,lelec,ahlc way
to 20 off into Mysteries, that she not only
Obtained complete control or him, bur also
Of his wallet. Il would he:
"Timotly dear, we must have some cur
tains and q tapestry carpet: indeed the
parIor must be newly furnished"
"It will cost a pile" deprecaiingly. ave
must nj 20 heyoml our means
"Odear ] should nj think YOU could re-
fuse me anything" going of into a fit Of
weeping.
"Don't cry, Augusta. You shall have
what you want-only don't cry"
"You are hun of a man." Frightening.
She had not forgotten a term Of endear-
ment used in her school.dayS whose SIG.
nificance is only clearly understood by
schoolgirls.
ave can use the old furniture for the
nursery, you know" she continued.
ayes, yes, my love- certninly." And
he rubbed his knee gleeiully.
Any allusion to that room always electri-
fed him.
.'ilow much money viii answer ?"
"SiS hundred dollars" with an intona.
ton that indicated il was but ,rine In her
estimation.
"rir hundred. Can't you do with
less?"
She stuck dagger into him" asking for
20 much.
"with less! No. indeed. Men have no
idea Of these matters"
alt is great expense"
You should have counted the cost be-
forchand, not now. This amount is to
cover all = furniture, flannel, and every.
thing"
"rhe pair had as many glorious visions
of the future, as the girl with pail Of milk
on her head. in the old spelling-book.
Without further remonstrance, Mr. Rrowne
freely disbursed.
Eyes. you are a hun. Timothy dear"
Augusta. what shall we call the little
feliowy for Of course Il will be q boy"
emphaticslly.
.Of coune," she murmurcd. 81 don't
know Thst was downright fib, for she
bad already .etiled the sometimes difficult
question. -what name do you prefer?"
sweetly.
Trnothy was no, deeply versed in the
cIaii OF ~omankind, and therefore replied;
"Joshua."
'Horid! ], is vulgar and common.
place."
"lt 10 substantial. Il has bo,,ou,-posb-
ing Eighty anil sentimental about IT.
81 hope yoa don mean to insis, upon
|h!-
"I do insist"
sAtsurti,"
"Absard. my dear, It's -crip,ural; and I
wont call L anything else" getting do
cisisdiy red In the face.
"You arc . cruel monster, brute. to
trouble me 90 ?" (Sob, sob, sob.)
"Dont-siont-dont." entfcated the
distressed Timothy. "l1l take it all back.
Name him what you please. Why, Au.
g,lsta, love, this is drcsdiuL Haven't
told you you mustn't"
She put away the convenient tears.
"Whst will suit you, Augusta! :! John
wesleys"