Middletown transcript., 1868-11-21

Evlyn looked into her husbands face
with her bright eyes full of tears.
"0h, Charles, l am sorry
| He laughed and quoted to her the old
Scripture phrase: "a man shall leave his
father and mother and cleave unto his
wife,"
"And now don't you want to see the
other letter, Evlyn?"
1t was summons from the mercantile
firm with which Charles Remington was
| connected, an earnest entreaty that he
would visit Central America in their in
terests, Immediately,
F'pnol, isn't it,, to request bridegroom
to walk off in that sort of Way1 for it is
too rough a voyage to ask you to share it,
dearest. / leave it for you to decide
shall go or stay?
$50 by all means. Should I ask you
to linger by my side when duty calls you
away, poor wife should be-"
He kissed her flushed cheek with admi-
ring tenderness.
f'And where shall I leave you, my bon
Mic bride ?''
"Oh, / will make a brief visit home in
tho meantime. 1t cuts our wedding tour
short, but then you know we have life
time to finish oqr honey moon in
So the brief Niagara sojoNrn came to an
end, and, Mrs. Remington for the season
was widowed bride.
He will soon be back" she said to
herself, ''and in the meanwhile, oh, mdst
do so much." esH4t4 i44
"Yes," said old Mrs. Remington com
placently, II think that was a splendid
idea of yours, Abel, sending for Lot
Chauncey's orphan to adopt It'll teach
Charles and his stuck up wife that we're
in earnest about what we wrote, and Ma
rian Channccy won't have no city airs nor
grhces. Pm dreadfuiiy anxious to see her.
Lot was likely looking fellow, and my
cousin twice removed, and folks said his
wife was regular beauty, [ guess likely
she'll come by the stage tonight"
" guess likely there she is now," said
Abel, who, sitting by the open window,
caught the first glimpse of slender figure
coming up the path, and carrying we'll
packed carpet bag and Mrs. Remington
ran forward to kiss and weleome the new
comer
Marian Chauncey was exceedingly pref
ty- Mrs. Remington soon discovered that
II bright little gipsome creature with
go ID crown hair that would curl in spite
of the restraining net, loving hazel eyes
anil trcmulous red lips,
"Oh Abelp' quoth the soft hearted old
lady, at the end of two days, ''why didn't
Charles wait until he had seen Marian
CHauncey? Is she not sweet-don't it
seem like CLEAN of sunshine in the old
house when she is tripping around 2"
"She is very pretty" said Mr.. Reming-
| ton.
"And then, pursued the old lady, she's
so handy She knows just where every
thing is kept, and how to do everything,
and she does my caps exquisitely, and you
should have seen how skillfully she drove
mf to meeting yesterday. Oh, Abel, if
Providence had only seen fit to send us a
dapghter-i like dear little Marian
Cfauncey."
Mrs. Remingtons speech was cut short
by tho entrance of the sabieet of it, with
her apron fall of eggs and her hands full
| of wild flowers.
| "Mrs. Remington" she began, and
then checking herself with abruptness-
"ph, | cannot call you by that long, for
NAL name may / call you mother?'
| "0f course you may my darling" said
the enthusiastic old lady. Il only wish
you were my real daughter"
Marian laid down her flowers and de-
pdsited her store of pearly white eggs in a
basketon the table, and then came up to
Mrs. Remington, kneeling down and nest
Ting her bright head ip the old lady :
llcheck apron" a
Mother she murmured softly, '.you
do not know how sweet the word sounds
And will you always love me and cherish
me and let me be real daughter to your
i should be a hard d-hearted old cormor-
ant il / didn't, pet, said the old lady, hcI
spcctacies dimmed with tears.
In short Marian Chauncey became the
Tight Of the farm house; the bright little
| guardian genius of its ceiled rooms and
wide airy halls. She read the paper tt
farmer Remington she compounded cake
jelly and syiabubs, to the astonishment
and delight of the old lady,--she kept the
| two old china vases on the mantle brim.
ming over with rain Of roses; she knew
by instinct just when to darken the room
| for the old mans afternoon nap on The
wide chintz sofa, and was better than ter
doctors when Mrs, Remington had one o
her bad nervous headaches.
i 81 really don't see how we ever contin-
ued to live without Marian. . said the Ole
4 gentleman.
| But she shall never leave u.s. sait
| Mrs. Remington. decidedly.
f. Marian little bright eyes, I've go
news" called the old gentleman one morn
4 ing, through the hall leave those hone,
A suckles for some one else to tie up, ant
| come in here. Charles is coming home. ;
/ ssTo stay sir ~
| No not to stay of course his fine cit,
/ wife demands his permanent devotion.
Mr.. Remington could not help speakin,
With sneer, but he win spend the da,