The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-10-12
Che family Cirrls.
Mr.. Brown Experiment

ject Of his cogitations was a wife,
or rather how to get one. There
were enough young ladies who
would be glad to bless their lucky
stars for the privilege of becoming
mistress of his home, as he well
knew; but he also felt tolerably
Well assured the home was all they
cared for. For the fortune they
would we'd its owner.
"Deuce take the money" he ex-
claimed, Il wish I'd never had a
farthing, and then But, bothera-
tion, would have been too poor
to marry then any way. Why could
not have just had enough money
for all my wants and nothing moref
I will foil them though, the mean
adventuresses."
A furious pull of the belI-rope
brought the housekeeper to the
room in hurry.
"Pack up my traps, Mrs. Rinkle.'
he exclaimed, abruptly, 'for I am
going to shut up the house"
It was evident he had come TO
some conclusion.
''Shut up the house, Mr.. Brown
calculated the housekeeper, almost
believing she had lost her reason.
'Why, such a thing has not occur
red since your lamented uncle took
possession five and forty years ago .
"That makes no difference, ma
ann I am master here now, and I
shall close it for the present. Mean
while your pay can still go on, and
that of such domestics as you con-
slider indispensable. Have you no
relatives you wish to visitF' he in
quired.
That settled it. The profFer of
continued pay removed Mrs. Rink
les scruples quite cfectually. She
then remembered she had some
friends she had not seen for years.
Three days later, Mr.. Herbert
Browne was safely domiciled in
quiet lodging house, and shortly af;
terwards, he began to sell his dia-
mond rings and seals, and other
paraphernalia of fashionable life,
as well as dress himself in palmer
clothes.
A rumor that his property had
been lost through an unlucky spec
ulation was soon afoat.
He lost friends rapidly. By twos
and threes they ceased to know
him as they met him in the street.
He only laughed and snapped his
fingers at them behind their backs.
Had this apparent adversely been
real, he would not have felt like
laughing.
Then came the time when his
circle of acquaintance became mar
rowed down to three. But three
of his former friends still clung to
him, true even in adversely. No
wonder then that he became some
what misanthropic.
Out in the street one day he met
a carriage containing some of his
former acquaintance, who had
been absent from the city since he
had closed his house. He thought
they would not notice him; but
each inmate OF the carriage bowed
politely as of old.
"They have not heard the news"
he muttered, cynically.
He was mistaken. That night
the owner of the carriage came to
see him.
Rather close quarters, my friend
he said, as he took a calm survey of
Herbert's not very pretentious sur
rOundings.
Pretty close, that's a fact" said
Browne, icily, "but since lost my
property-of which 1 suppose you
have not heard-I have become
quite economical" )"
"But I have heard" said his Wis
itor, abruptly; "and this is why I
came. Iknew you needed friends,
now, if ever, and the fact is-well
my laughter, sir-I mean, I
came to offer you the position of
head clerk in my counting room
Will you acceptY
"Ahem! Well, I will think. of
it. But it's a long way from my
lodgings"
deuce take your lodgings! You
can board in my family as a-well
as a sort Of guest, you know"
Herbert looked him over closely.
John Brandard was a wealthy man
very wealthy, he was cailed-and
in his face there was nothing to
warrant the suspicion that he had
learned Herbert's secret. and wish
ed to curry favor, aiding him while
under an apparent cloud; 50 that
idea was speedily dismissed. OF
course, he quickly thanked him,
and accepted.
Once costly snuggled in the eie-
CANT Brandard mansion, it was not
long before he wondered why he
had not noticed Susie Brandard be-