Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 186?-1872, 1868-12-04

folks did say his wife was a regular
built beauty. I think likely she'll
come by the stage Tonight"
II think likely there she Is now"
said Abel, who sitirg By the win
dow, caught the first glimpse of q
slender figure coming up the path,
and carrying q well packed carpet
bag, wBf Mrs. Remington ran for
ward to kiss and welcome the new
conner. aaie'eft aflTf ai ;
Marian Chauncey was exceedingly
prettyr-Mrs. Remington soon discov-
cred that-a bright, little winsomc
creature, with gold-brown hair, that
would curl In spite Of the restraining
net, loving hazel eyes, and tremulous
"Oh, Abel" quoth the soft-Ieartei
old lady, at the end OF two days,
s'why didn't Charley wait untn no
had seen Marian Chaunceyy IL she
not sweet? Don't Il seem like a
CLEAN of sunshine In the old house
when she h tripping around"
"She Is very pretty" !" said Mr.. Rem
ington.T bflF "a. ~ AiN"i
"And then, :, pursued the old lady,
''she's 50 handy. She knows lust
wncrc evsrytning y kept, anu now 10
~ everyanlng anu snc does up my
caps sAquis,.Sg,y, ma yousnouid nave
secn now sknIIIy sne drove me 70
pR e,nR yeste.uay Oh, Aoei, y
oviuence naa only seen NJ 10 scnd
Ms. ~ = HauSSm.er-in-iaW SSN ike dear iittio
MxrIah Cnauncey. -.
Mrs' Ne,hingtons speech was cut
p prematur"y sno,t ~ entrance ~ the
suyec. c' u with ner apron TUT OF
esss "nu ''' her h"nu iuii oi wiid now.
.,. !.
4. nir. EemlngVoh,,sh she Degan, ana
tneh cneckinG nelseii with abrupt.
~ On, icannot cali you py tnat
aong, iormaa hame--msy say moth
ief.n...I... =,
course you may, my aariihg.n
saiu ene entnusinstic oid iady.
onIy WISH you were my real uaugh-
ter. )
nos;tnd Mhr,ah haa aa'd sao Gown Rer nowe.s de.
eggs In a basket on the table, and
then came up to Mrs. Remington,
! kneeling down and nestliug her
: bright head in the old lady's check
!, apron. e-tS9 ~ Hoi'
/ "Mother," she murmdred softly,
, "you do not know how sweet the
word sounds. And will you al.
|, ways love and cherish me, and let me
be q real daughter to you?' ~ ..sssg n
d II should be hard hearted old cor
, mOrant If didn't, pet," said the old
lady, her spectacles dimmed with
, with tears. aa ben 3t
In short, Marian Chauncey became
= the light ofthe farm house, the bright
! little guardian genius of Its fine cell.
r ed rooms, and wide, airy halls. Sh,
: read the paper tn farmer Remington
D she compounded cake, Jelly, and syl
!. labubs, to the astonishment and de
: light of the old lady-she kept old va
e ses on the mantle brimming over Will
' o rain of roses; she knew BY instinc
!. just when to darken the room for the
I old gentleman's afternoon napon the
/ wide chints sofa, and she was better
than ten doctors, when Mrs. Reming
' ton had one of her bad, nervous sicl
q ne..'.oi,ss. >r
9 reaiIy uon' I see now we contih
n ued I'd i've without Marian" said TN
$ oid gentleman.
3 b9t she snaii never Ieave US, = sai'
G MIS-. Remington, decidediy.
. Marian, little bright eyes,, Pv'
got news TOT you" caiieu tnc oiu gen
: tieman one morning, through I'M
!, halii 'leave those honey-suckles 10
: some one else 10 ue up ana come mere
!, our Charles is coming nome"
: 10 stay, sir
eli NO, MOTTO stay, OF course, his NM
$ CITY % wi,e !, demanns e9 n ms permanen, % @ de
v Votion. MI. Remington cOulu no
! help speaking with a sneer. "But h
n VIII spend the day mere on ms way Y
n New YORK. l shouid IKE 70 se'
r Cnaries, ana sn0uid IKE Cnarics
q see you. Don't blush-if you are no
oettcr looking tnan MS CITY wlfe, shs
/ must oe paragon among women
!, thars all I'VE got 70 say"
vi Wnen VIII ne pe mere, sir!
I'm ABOUT an hour, 1 should Jtdg'
!: nom MS letter-Cnariey always Ill.
!, write an awful scrawi-m's ana n
4 just naif alike, ana haii the time Tor
gets 10 cross MS US; but i suppos
n mats the mshion now a-days.'
/ MARIAN Cnauncey crept away =
: ner room 10 nrusn ogt tne red-goi'
curis, ana ADJUST the blue ribbion, an'
q wondering shyly to herself. wha
IChariey. would say, wnen nc saw
d the new element that had contrive'
n 30 TO Intervene ITSELF into the Oh
nome OF ms noyhood'
I'll "but ! dont think ne VIII be ang
ry! said Marian In a half whisper
l. as she pinned n white rose IN ne
r breast, ana prepared 70 descend, u
u obedience TO Mrs. Kiching's call or;
n Marian, Marian, come down an
i see my boy
!, ChErles Remington stood In I'll
ir middle Of the floor, with an arr
around his radiant little mothel
" lwnfc the OLD gentleman, rom III