New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1871-03-05
hat, his stick and his gloves, and went out.
"Confound that brother of mine ~ said he to
himself when he got into the street
Always supplanting me-

| cNUplduIANS A1C.
CHAPTER ".
1t was large picnic party. Mr.. Charles
| BrOOkshank had drawn Mrs. Wimbush'i
arm through his own, and strOlled away
| from the rest.
"How delightful it would be if one could
know the language Of birds, as folks did il
the old Hindu fairy tales Would it not
Mr.. BrOokshankr'
my dear Mrs. Wimbush, they do nothing
the whole day long but make love and CRY
sweet, sweet" l would ] were bird, te
make love in music"
The widow sighed, but i. was more like a
purr Of pleasure.
What did know of love till you came
here" continued Mr.. Charles. Absolutely
nothing-except,' he added with reserva-
ton, lin professional way. And then the
lawyers generally see the dark side Of the
plcture-the damages and the DEGREES nisi
But your visit has frightened my whole
life. o, Mrs. Wimbush, you can not have
been blind to my secret! You have seen i.
written legibly in my face, and have not
interpOsed to check its development see
you understand me, just as by intuitive
tine feeling you can penetrate the meaning
of Memberships songs without words.
Mrs. Wimbush, you have already far adj
| vanced toward learning the birds Ian
guage. may rely upon your consent
Charles, this happiness is indeed too
much" calculated the widow.
"You need never be separated from your
daughter Garry. A home for one is /. home
for both, and l will cherish her while live
But Charles. dear, she may marry.
Marry, ma am! Bless my soul, of course
she will! She will marry me! She has said
SO, don't you see!"
Mrs. Wimbush never said another word
but fell flat down on the grass
What on earth has got the woman :.
thought Mr.. Charles. 'She couldn't have
taken it worse if had proposed to murder
her daughter
In their walk they had strayed through
the trees close to the outskirts of another
picnic party. MIR. Charles Immediately ran
to ask some fair volunteer to come to the
assistance Of Mrs. Wimbush, who had
tainted. At hearing the name, an active,
middle aged lady sprang up and followed
him. 1t was Mrs. Marrables. The ght OF
her mother brought Mrs. Wimbush round
quicker than any smelling-bottle could have
done. She sat up.
Mother, Mr.. Brookshank; Mr.. Brook
shank, my mother, Mrs. Marrables." They
bowed. Have the goodness to leave Us to-
gether, Mr.. Charles" He bowed and
obeyed. Mother, said Mrs. Wimbush,
what on earth brought you here !
thought you were at Taunton
mo, dear. l have been at BOurnemouth
three weeks. l came merely for change.
Only last week heard Of your being here.
and should have called. but have been SO
much occupied, and l felt sure OF meeting
you somewhere, and thought the surprise
might be the more agreeable. We've had
Almost delightful picnic with the Mountstew-
art folks. But what was all this fainting
about! One would think Mr.. Brookshank
had been proposing to you
He certainly made me proposal.
mother, but was quite unprepared for IT,,
and was overcome
What an imaginative and sensitive
minded girl You must be, Matilda You
make me feel quite young. When viii you
be old enough to attend to business? Ion
will accept him, Of course Well, do as
you please; you may reckon on my consent.
YOU know. But l must get back TO my
party, and perhaps you had better rejoin
yours. Ta-ta.'
Tilted for her daughter! 1t wasn't
pleasant. When Mrs. Wimbush rot home,
she blew up Garry for being SO sly.
well, mamma" said Garry, of course
thought you knew all about it. l never
made any secret of the affair. knew very
well that you had rejected Mr.. Tom. but l
could not possibly suppose that was any
reason why l should refuse Charles. OF
course he is older than am, but he is only
tive-and-th thirty, and has {; good position :;
and am sure we shall always give you a
welcome; Charles said So"
well" thought Mrs. Wimbush, he has
money, and it will all be in the family !;
that's at least comfort"
CHATTER V.
The effect OF the little episode OF the last
chapter was that the brothers We're made
friends, and Tom recovered his spirits. and
could laugh heartily at what he had before
supposed was his brothers rivalry.
Mrs. Wimbush repented her that she had
rejected Mr.. Tom. Her repentance pro-
duced a salutary desire on her part to make
atonement for the past. She would have him
vet. When a widow says SO much as that
about a man, let him ware hawk"
A month went by, and behold Mrs. VIM
bush and Mr.. Tom BroOkshank seated tete-
a-tete at an evening party, where the music
which was going OH was sufficiently loud to
render private conversation inaudible save
to those to whom it was addressed
II fear said the widow, affecting an alb
sent manner, IL treated you very unkndly,
Mr.. Tom. You took me so entirely by sur
prise, that really, hardly know what I
said. l have been very unhappy about it
very
Forgotten and forgiven" whispered Mr.
Tom.
elbow generous of you; you make me SO
glad, because now that your brother
Charles is going to marry my daughter, we
shall be in some sort related, and could
not bear you to think unkindly of me-
No said Mr. Tom, tidgeting little; 81
shall never DO that"
"How drollr - said the widow. LET me
see, what will the relationship be! You
will be my son-in laws brother, and, conse-
quently, | shall be your mOther-in-law once
removed You viii have a mother younger
than yourself, Mr.. Tom. | hope you will
not presume upon her youth to be ii bad
boy"
"All this is very true, he answered; "but
see the relationship in far different light
l shall be your father-in1aw, and consc-
Guently, my own brothers grandfathcr-n-
law.
=, "fon mistake: Mr.. Tom. Don't you see
that if Carry
No mistake at all about it, ma am. for
I've promised to marry your mother, Mrs.
Marrables ~
Monster,' cried Mrs. Wimbush aloud.
and went off shrieking.
The music stopped, and there was great
fuss. But above all the others was heard
the voice of Mrs. Marrablcs. Don't be
alarmed. pray. She is subject to it she
mic. Poor young thing, a very little upsets
her. Let me come to my little gu-url, then"
They moved her into another room.
Presently Mrs. Wimbush opened her eyes
Mother! how dare you come near me! Go
away, do! You ought to be ashamed Of
yourself at your time of life ~
MY time of life! Why, I'm only fifty
four-about ten years older than Tom. How
can you talk SO to your motherr'
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