The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1870-12-24

know the language Of birds. as folks did In
the old Hindoo fairy tales Would 1t not, MIR
DrOclshank:'
''Sly dear Mrs. Wimb,,sh, they do nothing
the whole day long but make love and cry,
Sweet, sweet Iwoud l were bird, tc
make love In music"
The widow sighed. b it was more like q
|'purr of pleasure.
''WhaL kid know Of love till you came
here?" continuedi Mr.. Charles. Absolutely
nothing-"except," he added with reservation
"in a professional way. And then we lawyers
damages and the decrees niSi. But your visit
has frightened my whole life. o, Mrs. Vim.
| bush. you cannot have been blind to my secret
You have seen 1t written legibly in my face,
and have not interp0sed to cheek its develop
ment see YOU understand me, just rs by
intuitire fine. feeling you can penetrate the
meaning of Mendelssohn's songs, without
words. Mrs. Wimbush, you have already faI
advanced toward learning the birds language.
l may rely upon your consent 2"
s'Charies, this happinessis Is indeed too much,
| calculated the widow.
ssYon need not be separated from youl
daughter Carry. home for one is q home fol
both; and will cherish her while i've"
But, Charles dear. she may marry"
''Marry, ma'am Bless my soul, Of course
she wi |! She will marry me! She has said
50, don't You see %
| Mrs. Wlmbusli never sGid another word, bul
fell fiat down upon .hc grass.
''whaE on earth has got into the woman q
| thought bIr. Charles. "Shc couldn't have
taken it worse if I had proposed to murder hel
daughter.
IN their walk they had sLraycd through tho
trees close 10 the outskirts Of another picnic
party. Mr.. Charles Immediately ran TO ask
some tnir volunteer to come 10 the assistance
OF Mrs. Wimblsh. who had tainted. At hear
ing the name, an active, middle-aged laiy
sprang mp and followed him. it was Mrs
Marrables. The sight OF her mother brought
Mrs. Wimbush round quicker than any smell
ing-bottle could have done. She sat up
'Muther, Mr. Brookshank; Mr. Brook
shank, my mother, Mrs. Marrables," They
bowed ''IIavc thetgoodness to leave lis to-
gcther, Mr. Charles" He bowcd'and obeyed
| siMother," said blrs. Wimbusll, "what en-
earth brought you here? thought you were
| at Taunton"
mo dear. have been at Bournemoutll
three weeks. came merely for change. Only,
| lust week l heard of your being here, anu
should have came, but / have been so much
occupied, and ielt sure of meeting you some
where, and thought the surpriss might be the
more agreeable. We've had most delightful
| pcnc with the MOuntStewart folks. But what
was all this fuinling about? Que would thin;
Mr.. BrookShank had been proposing to yon."
pfHPOoN''
but was quite unprepared for 1t, and was
overcome"
s.WhaC an imaginative and sensitlve-minded
| girl YOU must be, Matida You make me feel
| quite young. When will you be old enough to
| attend TO business? You will accept him, oil
course? Well do rs you please; yolr may
reckon on my consent. you know. But must
get back 10 my party. ana perhaps you hat'
better rejoih yours Ta-ta."
I,npl .loitu tori |
When Mrs. Wimhnsh got home she blew ulI
Carry for being so sly.
swell, mamma" said Carry, ''of course
| thought you knew all about ii. never made
any secret OF The affair. I knew very well
HAT you had rejected hlr Tom, but could not
possibly suppose that was any reason why 1
! should refuse Charles. Of conrse, he is older
than an, but he Is only fiTe-and-thirtE, anG
las IL good position; and ] um sure we Shall
aIwa;s give yGu II welcome: Charles said so. "
Well Thought Mrs. WinbUsh. ''hc has
money, and it will be all in The family; thaLs
III leasL u comfort
CHAPTER Y.
The effect OF the little episode OF the last
chapter was that the brothers were made
| friends. and Tom recovered his spirits. anu
! could laugh heartily ut what he had before
! supposed was his brothers rivalry.
Mrs Witnb,isl repeated ncr That she ha.l re.
| ipct;.i Air. Tom. Her repentance produced
| :ulii;ary dus.rc III her i.artiO make aiunemcEt
| for the past. She would lave him yet. When
II wdJW s;lyS 81 much as that about Il man
| let i,iin ware The hawk.
4 moalh went by, and behold Mrs. Win
! bush and Mr.. Tom Brookshank seated tete-a
trlc aE an evening party, where the music
! which was going OH was sufficiently i0lid lC
| rcu,:rr private conversation in;lIdiblc save u
! those to whom it was addressed.
II fear" said the widow, affecting an lb
sent m:ll:icr, II treated yo, very ,nkindly
hlr. Tom. Yor took me SO entirely by sur.
prise, that, really, Hardly know what
said. have been very unhappy about 1t
| very"
Forgotten and forgiven" whispered Mr.
Tom.
"lIow generous OF you; you make me 50
clad: because, now that yOtr brother Charles
Is going TO marry my daughter, we shall he In
some sort related, and could nOs bear you To
think linkiudly of me-"
No" said Mr.. Tom, 1ldgetins little; "I
| shall never do that
.sHow droll - said the widow. "Let lne see.
what will The relationship be? You will be my
son-n-l;lw'S brother, and consequently shall
| be your mOthcr-in-!uw once removed. Yo
will have Il mother younger than yourself, Dir.
| Tom. | hope you will not presume upon hel
youth TO he Il bad boy"
''All this is very ue," he anSWe' Ell; '.OnC
| see The relationship in Il tar diff, nC light.
shall be your talher-ln-law, and consequently
| my own brothers. granGlalher-in-aw."
'YOlt mistake, Mr.. Tom. Don't you see thai
| il Carry
ssNo mistake at all about it, ma'am. for I've
promised TO marry your molher Mfs. M"r
| rabies ~
Monster" c:icd sfrs. Wlmbush alolid, art
went OIL shrlekins.
The music stopped, and there was a great
| fuss. DuL above I'LL the others was heard tht
voice OF Mrs. Marra5lcs. Don't be alarmed
pray. She is subject to it; she went on Jus
| like il the other day at q picnic. Poor young
| thing, very little upsets her. Let Ine come Il
my little grl-url then"
They moved her into another room. Pres
emily Mrs. Wimbnsh opened her eyes: Meth
er! How dare you come nearm 20 away
do. You Ought to be ashamed of yourself Il
your tine of life :"
.syfy time Of life! Why, I'm only tlty-iol
about ten years older than Tom. ilow cal
you talk so TO your mother 7"
.!Moii!cr, II ynu don't leave the room. will
It'srca!ly disrcputablc TO have you Tor mollI
CT. You've never done NE an" credit"
.iyy dear, lam 50 glad to think yen ice
well enough TO leave The rocm, That Will re
main.n
irs. Wilnbush got up AM; went home.
CHAPTER VI.
JlllrL, first for her daughter, aud next 70
her mGlilrr. This was too much. Mrs. Win
bush went to church IS regular aa any cnc, br
revenge. alter ali. Is very sweet.
Six weeks aflcrwart, Mrs Mlmbnsh reco!
cred sufficient fortitude to so and call on he
mother.