Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-04-30

tory manner through the evening I
The ladies took their leave early.
'Charles, " said Jobson solemnly, as the
expec.ant bridegroom re-entered the
room, after seeing them safely off in q
cab; ''Chsrles, did my ears deceive me,
or Is there family-babiesG"
ooh yes, Jobson; didn't mention it?''
returned Mr.. Charles Frampton, whose
flashing eyes and flushed cheek proclaim
ed that he was still in the seventh heaven.
''Maria has two, think, perhaps three
| IL dozen, it's of no conseQuence-pic-
lures in little of her charming self. Beau
tiful as angels have no doubt they are.
Maria married very early, as told you.
OF course she did How could it be 9TH
erwise9n
Jabson snatched up his table candle
stick and bolted out of the room. But
compassion, either for himself or his
friend, induced him TO return, with a
view possibly to last effort. He opened
the door, but glance sufficed to convince
him of the utter hopelessness of the at
tempt. His once docile pupil had seated
himself in an easy-chair, and with his
legs stretched at full length, and his arms
crossed on his breast, was apostrophizing
the lady's portrait--an admirable likeness
by Chalop, brought home the day before.
In the mellifluous words of Moore
'Her floating eyes! oh they resemble
Blue water lilies
Jobson stayed to see no more, but
slamming to the door, fastened off, and
was soon in bed; for he was not only
Embarrassed but travel, wearied.
"Well," thought he, as he LAID his very
uneasy head upon the pillow, "This is
going the pace-this isl Two widows,
both of whom know how many beans
make five, if ever woman did, and three
small angels in petticosis, are pretty well
to begin with at any rate! But never
mind. That black eyed divinity laughs
gaiy just now; we have yet to see who
will LAUGH last. Charley's tastes are
fixed, know. Habit with him is second
nature; and when honeywell or so has
passed, 'Richard will be himself again,
or am very much mistaken" With
this coDsolstory prophecy Mr.. Jobson fell
asleep.
Meantime the ladies had safely arrived
at their abode in Islington-a rather gen
teel looking domicile, upon the outer
door of which glittered brass plate, in
timating to passers-by that the inmates
kept ga seminary for young ladies. +"
They had not long arrived when a visitor
was announced-Mrs. Barstowe, a young
and rather interesting looking person,
who, with the familiarity of an old &C
quaintance, fastened to exchange greet
iDgs with Mrs. Miley.
''My dear Caroline, how well you are
looking; and where is Maria -
SIN the next room with the milllner.
Bat what brings you here at this time of
night ?"
Show can you ask me, when you arc
aware how much l am interested in the
event Of tomorrow, and that | know my
know my brothers evil genius-that hor-
rid Jobson- is returned home!"
''Well, if that be all, make your mind
perfectly easy. Your brother is too
much in love with Maria for that knave's
influence to avail in preventing the
match. have told you so half a dozen
times"
''You have; but if you knew how con-
stantly Charles has deferred TO him for
these five or six years past; that he has
had sufficient influence to prevent a re-
cOncilemnent between my brother and his
own two sisters"
"Well, but l do know Isll about it.
have heard the story over and over again
and can repeat it out of book. Miss Mary
and Miss Jane Frampton-foolish girls
both of them-married; one a young
surgeon with scarcely any practice; the
other, worse still, one of her fathers
shopmen; both very excellent persons, l
darcsay-"
''Oh yes, indeed they are
(Which silly as undutiful conduct nat
urally greatly offended BIr. Timothy
Frampton, who had other views for them
both. He, dying shortly afterwards, be-
queathed the whole of his property to his
son, which son, prompted by the false
hoods and misrepresentation of one Jere-
miah JobsOn-as psltry and mean spir-
tied knave as ever existed-has adopted
his fathers just, but, l am sure, had he
lived, temporary resentments, and refused
to assist his sisters, although sum which
he would not miss would convert the bus
incss of their husbands, crippled for want
of sufficient capital, into profitable ones.
Furthermore, Mrs. Bsrstowe, one of the
aforesaid sisters, having the honor of
one Mrs Herbert's acquaintance, ia very
anxious for the marriage of that lady
with her brother, in order that through
her influence the family breach may be
healed, and all things end happily as in a
play. That, believe, is about the sum
and substance Of the matter, Mary"
$50 be sure it is. And now, 7OiU they
be married tomorrow 2"
''NIost assure1ly; unless Maria should
change her mind, which, between you
and me, ] don't think at all likely. As
fOr your brother, nothing but claiming
him up could keep him from being at
IslinglOn church by ten tomorrow"
sob, | am so glad And Jobson,
what is to be done with him 2"
sob, hang the fellow; he'll be proper
Iy disposed of, never fear. And now,
good night; for l have my bonnet to try
on, and thousand things TO do"
The next morning Mr.. Frampton aud
Mr.. Jobson, after waiting for upward Of
an hour in lslingtOn Church-the bride
groom, in his nervous dread of being too
late, having arrived before the appointed
time were joined by Mrs Herbert and
her sister; the bride looking as only
young and beautiful widow in white satin
and orange blossoms can look. The
magical ceremony was duly performed,
and the gay party were Teseated in the
carriage and ON their way homeward in
very brief space of time. Mr.. JobsoD,
gloomy and dispirited, gathered himself
up into corner in silent savagery. He
was, however, soon reused from the
gloomy reVerie in which he had begun to
indulge.
$50 kind and generous of you,
Charles, " said silvery voice, ''to insist
that not only Caroline and her little ones,
but Selma, should share my home"
"What! !" cried Johnson, fiercely, rous-
ing himself and glaring round upon Car
oline. more babies; your babies,
ma ann"
eyes, to be sure, Mr. DObsOn, or job
SOP, or whatever your name may be.
Mine and Maria's; just half dozen il
all! and the black-eyed lady laughed as
merrily and maliciously az on the previ-
Gus evening. JObson sank back into
his corner psTalysed; the thing, he felt,
was getting unbearable.
"But, then, Caroline" continued the