The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1871-02-23

I her Iulufe 1dAD6r-l0-IaW.
"Yery much-in their propsf
/ place" the old gentleman felt con
strained to say. To which 1fiss
Eastwood replied with a just per
ceptible shrug Of her graceful shout
der; and then went in to dinner.
No turkey, thank you," said Size,
81 never take fowl-it's only lit for
invalids and babies; so insipid. III
take roast beef rare, if you please,
though / prefer steak and onions.
And bespriRkling the CORY slice
with an abundance cayenne sauce
/ Miss Eastwood commenced herre-
past, while the Squire turned away
his eyes meeting those Of Lena Cam
eron, his wife's neice, who had been
regarding these proceedings of the
''dashing'' young lady with an ez
preston akin to horror. Poor
child, she was not in the secret
But the Squire Thoughts, whsn he
looked at her, how very delicataand
lady-like she appeared.
Miss Eastwood declined sherry,
but accepted a little port instead
though expressing a preference for
/ French brandy and water. It was
quite the style now for the ladies
to prefer brandy. Indeed, some
even professed a partiality for
Bourbon, though she herself consid-
cred it inferior to brandy in point Of
taste and real refreshment; and the
Squire felt provoked at the assidu-
ity with which his son refHed the.
young lady's glass, and listened adj
miringly to all she said.
'Give US some music Joe" said
Mrs. Page, when they again were
in the drawing room. And the
Squire, who was devoted to music,
looked up and frightened. It was
one of his fayorite anticipations, Of
his sons wife playing to him, and
soothing him in his after-dinner
hours with the melodies lie loved.
And now he came up to the piano
expectant.
Miss Dashwood played a rattIing
prelude and then suddenly broke
into bravura, which caused one
lady to vacate her seat near the in
strument. The Squire, undaunted,
kept his post, until hunters song,
with all the accompaniment of
"horn, hound and rider, hailoo,"
.overcame even his courtesy, and he,
too, retreated.
Now, Lena, one Of your favor
ites,' said her aunt, quietly, and
the girl sat down and in a sweet,
low, and somewhat plaintiTe voice,
sang Bonnie Doom and sA4flfiiie
Laurie"
''That's the music that / like,
remarked Squire Chester to his
hostess, soto 0occ, ''those charming
old songs are worth all the modern
faI-de-rals that have ever been writ
ten" And then he looked thought
fully at Miss Eastwood ard then at
Miss Cameron. Likewise he heark-
ened to the discourse going on be
tween the former and his son.
81 do so doat on horses, observed
the young lady. y couldn't be
happy under any circumstances,
without at least two of my own-a
rider and a hunter. 1 delight in
hunting wherever it is to be had,
and generally on that account, pass
my summers among the mountains,
though deer are beto ming s arce,
and woodcock almost as much SO.
I wish we had fox hunting here as
in England. prefer novels where
fox hunting comes in-'Guy Liv-
,ingston,' for instance. What a
splendid fellow he was, and what a
humdrum country is ours, where
there is hardly anything to amuse
one except theatres. If / had my
way I should be an actress. Don't
you think so, Mr.. Cbesterg'
Capital" responded the young
man, with emphasis, and a pleased,
half earnest and half amused look,
which didn't escape his watchful
sire, though he might not under
stand it.
Hes ninnyf was the mental
reflection of the latter. "What sort 4
of a wife would such q woman
make? was his next involuntary
thought, until it suddenly occurred I
to him that something like a shock
that this really was, after all, tie
woman for his sons wife, for his
daughter-in-law, for the mistress OF
his house and household. And
again he looked at Lena, very kind
~ this time.
you must see my Beelzebub,'
resumed Miss Dashwood, enthusi-
astically; "such a charming crea- /
ture full Of spirit, yet so tracta-
bic and af'ectionate, that ! assure
you, sir" addressing the Squire,
@he'H walk into the breakfast room +
and drink out Of your coffee cup at /
the table"
This assurance appeared to have
no particular charm for Squire Ches-
ter, for he turned away with but
very little ceremony. Miss Dash
wood went uD stairs on some er-