Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 186?-1872, 1870-11-12


Is frightened to receive such bear en-
brace from an entire stranger when
she expected to have been coolly well
coined by some antiquated uncle"
But he could not endure the torture of
ing his throat, said aloud:
Do not be alarmed, Miss. re-
gret as much as you possibly can that
was so hasty in my conclusions ~
The wretch when he was luxuriating
upon the kisses he had stolen and
was longing for more
Up famed the color between the
delicate white fingers and the tears
fell even faster than before. He saw
that he was making matters worse,
and with mental and not over-re-
fined expletive, he stopped short,
walked to the other side of the room,
rang the bell, and directed the car
riage to be instantly driven back to
see If Miss Eva was not waiting
there. Then he resumed his place
upon the hearth-rug, resting his ell
bow upon the mantle, and continued:
I" ] entreat you, Miss, not to feel so
badly over slight mist, and one to
which any one was liable. 1t Is more
laughable than otherwise. AS soon
as the carriage returns / will see that
you are taken safely to your friends" "
+" | thank you, Sir" she replied,
slowly removing her hands and wip-
ing away the tears "but If you do
not know who they are, how shall |
be able to find them? / know only
that my uncle's name is Nathan
Griswald and that he lives in Univer-
.sity Place. His carriage was to meet
me at the depot, and / understood
the coachman to say 'Griswald,' but
he was so mut1led, and in such hur-
ry, that / had no time to question: -
a vigorous ringing of the door bell
and he excused himself for moment
and stepped into the hall to meet his
sister. Poor June could hear their
voices-the sister playfully scolding
because she had been so long kept
waiting in that horrid depot until she
was almost frozen, and then had t.
ride in an old numbering hack, and
closed by standing on tiptoe and : iv-
ing him sisterly kiss.
June could see this through the
half-open door, and felt like guilty
usurper as the little lady continued tC
pour forth her complaints.
"Why Fred you arn't bit glad t.
see me. | expected to be hugged ant
kissed out of breath, as usual, and
met with as formal reception as il
you were my grandfather-or hus
band!' And her laugh rang out as
the notes of n silver bell.
lliIt If WAS snHIpnIy n,t ohnrt
She had followed her brother into the
reception room, and started back ii
astonishment at the beautiful strange
who sat there with streaming hal
and watery eyes. The tiinid, shrink
ing manneri increased the loveliness o
June, and the impulsive Eva stoot
for Il moment in mute admiration
and then gasped out:
Who is she, Fred 2"
"This is Miss" he began.
Tracy suggested June.
Miss Tracy, who, by a stupit
blunder of the coachman, wa
brought here in your place. That i:
why you We're kept waiting at tn,
'horid depot"
Well, | am glad she happened Il
fall into the hands of II gentleman,
replied Eva, looking up proudly ant
lovingly at her brother.
She welcomed her unexpected gues
most cordially-made her feel in
stantly at home-declared that sh,
would keep her until morning
that until then nothing should b.
done to ascertain where Mr.. GriswalC
lived, and in the end triumphed, ant
took her to her own bright room, tina
she might arrange her hair.
In the company of the spirituellt
Eva, June soon forgot her veXation
and the late dinner aud the evenin.
passed pleasantly-had almost forgot
ten her singular entrance into til,
family. But now and then smil,
would curl the dark moustache o
| Fred. Buswell as he thought of hi
funny mistake, and how agreeably i
had turned out :and the telltale blusl
deepened upon June's cheek as sh
caught the expression of his eyes
and revealed that she had not forgo
his over warm manner of greeting.
To one acquainted with the city ant
! its directories the finding of the uncle
home was not difficult task, ant
after breakfast Eva and her brothe
escorted her thither, promised to cal
soon, and they separated, mutually
pleased.
Uncle Nathan received her kindly
but in a very different manner from
Fred. Buswell. lie was tall, gaunt
grim; wore old-lashioned clothes
and huge pointed shirt collar, tina
constantly threatened to amputat,
his eyes. With IA few words he hand
ed her over to the care of his sister
who fitted her name of Prudence per
fectly, and was an exact counterpart
of himself clothed in petticoats.
"My dear child,n she exclaimed
holding up her hands in holy horror
"what terrible risk you ran in TAX
ing the wrong carriage. The gentle
man who called upon us this morning
explained the matter, and | never
was so much shocked in my life."
" Mr.. Buswell is gentleman, re-
turned June, seeing that some reply
was expected.
" Wen !-hem yes, l suppose So
But come up stairs now and take oil
your things. To think of your being
alone with Il strange young man
know | should have minted.n
June blessed her stars that her aunt
knew nothing of what had really
nspired-nOthing save that a mis-,
take had been made nothing of the
warm embrace aud kisses; and men.
tally thanked Fred. Buswell for his
reticence.
This is your room, my dear. -
When you have arranged your toilet
your uncle and | would be very hap
py to see you in the sitting room"
Everything bore the marks OF
wealth, but was rs antiquated AS its
mistress. The heavy, tall-posted,
old-tashioned iron bedstead, with its
quaint canopy and curtains, must
have belonged to the great grandhth-
er of Miss Prudence. 1t contrasted
grimly with the pretty French one
she had occupied with Eva Buswell
so in fact did everything. But the
room was large and pleasant: every