The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1868-12-24

Aept inc TWO olu CulbA vases on Tue
mantle trimming over with a rain OF ro-
sss; she knew by instinct just when to
dorken the room for the old man S after.
noon nap on the wide chinlz sofa and
she is better than ten doctors, when Mrs,
Remington had one Of her nervous head.
aches
Il really don't see how we ever conDiu.
aed;to live without Marian. said the old
gentleman.
'Bu she shal.ncver leave US, said
Mrs. Remington, decidedly.
Marian, liuIe, bright eyes I've got
news, caIlOd the old gentleman, one
merdiug, through the hall; leave those
I.bstsYsuckles for some one else to lie up
aud coge 10 hero. Charles is coming
home.
TO stay, sir?
NO rot to sray-oF course his fue
city wife demands his premOnout devo-
ton Mr.. Remington could not help
speaking with sneer, but he will spend
the dav here, on his way to New York
| should Ike YOU 10 see Charles and
should like Charles to SEQ you. Don't
blush-if you're not better looking thOa
his Filth avenue wife, she must be o
paragon among women, that's all I've
got to say
When will be be here, sir?
In about On hour, | should Judge
from his letter Charlie always did
write aa awful scraWl-m's anu n's Just
alike, and hall the lime forget TO cross
bis Is bat suppose that's the fashion
nowadays
Marian Chauncey crept away 10 her
room 10 brush out the red.goll curlS.
aud adjust the blue ribbcn at the thought,
md wondered shyIy to herself what
Charley wOuld:say whsn hS saw the
new e'eueOl that had oonlriVed SO to
interweave itself in the old homo of hi:
boyhool.
But | don't think he will be angry?
said Marian 10 hall whisper, as she
piOned a white rose in her breast, and
prepared to descend iD obedIauce to Mrs.
7emiogton's call Of
Marian, NIarian, come down aud Sc c
my bsy.' .--..........,.-. --s7s,
UbOlessRemios ston stood in ihe mid
die Oflhe floor, uiIh en- arm around hiG
radlen, little mother, While the old gen.
llemnn trOm bis big, easy ehair' delight.
fully watched over tho labIeau, Os Ma
rion slowly advanced.
Charles, said Mr.. Remington, beam
ing all over, this is our new daughter,
who
But Charles had sprang forward and
caught the slight, wiliog f!urS in his
arms, while The golden hair tioated in a
perfect cascade Of curls over his shoulder
'Evlynl My Wifel
Mr. Remington stared OF his wife. Mrs,
Remington stared st her husband
Hes mSd!' whispered the old man
Charles he added aloud, you are mis-
taken; this is Marian Chouncy. our adopt.
ed daughter
No sir, it is not follered the young
lady in question; ] am Evlyn. your sons
wife. l have stolen into your hearts On
false pretenscs-bul did SO long tor
your love. And when you sent for Ma.
rian, who Is one Of my dearest school
friends, persuaded her 10 remain al
} home, and allow me 10 porsonate hel
Just lor lew weeks. Father, mother
you will not torn me out Of your atIec-
lions now?'
, And you knew nothing Of this?' de-
manded old At. Remington Of bis son,
, Not word. it is Evlvn', oun idea
And Evlsu, half laughing, half crying
stole into her noiherin laws exsnds.
arms,
1t don't seem possible that she is The
Fifth avenue girl said the old gentleman
Come here and give me Kiss, Ma-Ev
20, | mean
so, she is our real daughter after oil,
said proud A". Remington,
I, EVlyn had conquered their ptjudios
u with the enchanled wand of loVs.