Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-03-12

and Randolph Page plunged on to see the
fox killed In the next field.
Frank came to his senses, with sharp
pain IN bis shoulder, as the carriage
drivers dragged him up TO firm ground.
The first sound that greeted bis ears was
Miss Caldwell's voice, sweet, calm and
quite uncopcerned III re- 80 do
sef tHe had better not have tried the leap,
after ell, A" 1t said. nad COZ Ia 0l9sg
Then he openedshis eyes. Jenny Lewis,
pale and trembling, was bending over
him, her hand on his heart to feel If it
beat The others were crcwding up, on
foot and on horseback.
ffStsnd back, all of you, you shut out
the air. cried Jenny. 'Frank, are you
hurt2n ESQ
He raised himself, painfully and dir
zily, on enc arm, and these were the first
words he uttered,
s1s Tomahawk safe2n
a groom was already leading the neigh
ing and excited horse up and down, and
feeling his limbs.
sp6p he's all right, Frank cried
dozen, in chorus. $3.50
Frank dropped back with groan.
Its only q sprained shoulder, or some
thing that feels Like il, !, he said. 80
They crowded timid Miss Miles into
the other carriage, made the calache as
easy as possible, with shawl or two and
some straw from neighboring stack, and
sent Frank to the house with Jenny for a
nurse, some of the party leading the way,
others following, and the procession
frightening every moment, as they were
Joined by the returned fox-hunters.
'sAnd I have actually thought she
lacked feelingi" said Frank to himself,
as the kind, soft gray eyes watched him,
and the crimson lip trembled whenever
q Jolt gave him q twinge of pain, while
utterly forgetful of herself, she tried to
make him more comfortable. G
They carried him into 'fthe chamber,
the room of the mistress of the house,
which is generally, in Virginia mansions,
large. cheerful apartment on the first
floor, and is used as family sitting
room.
A physician, who was fortunately of
the party, motherly Mrs. Lewis, and
trio of sage old 'smammas" an "aunties"
received the patient and EXAMINED his
hurts, which amounted only, as he had
supposed, to sprained shoulder and some
bruises.
Everybody came back to Cloverfelds to
dinner, and at night there was dancing.
Frank was sufficiently recovered to sit up
before the fire in Mr.. Lewis arm chair
and dressing gown, each of which would
| have held three of him. There he re-
fected that the day had been q general
failure: that he had not chosen valen
| tine, or ever found out who had written
him one. But Frank, being person of
pluck and resources, resolved TO make an
effort to retrive his position. SO he be-
gan to maneuvre. First, he didn't want
anybody to stay with him; he krleaO Mrs.
Lewis wanted to go and look after the
| supper table, she need not think any
more about him, her good nursing had
cured HIM already. KIM
mamma Lucy and Aunt Morning, my
dear old SOULS" he next said, ''you'll
make me think Pm dying, if you sit
there and look at me 30. Tn come to
| see you tomorrow with q new shawl
apiece for you" Tie doctor was dancing
| already; SO Frank waited and watched
alone. Presently little foot he knew
| tripped past the open door.
''Katie 1" he called.
The child came in.
ftKatydid what are they doing in the
1 parlor 2"
'sMiss Sue is playing and the rest are
| dancing. Miss Love is dancing with MIR.
Page; and, Frank, she looks at him just
as sweet-as sweet as she looked at you, "
said the child, with roguish laugh, in
which Frank Joined till his shoulder
| twinged again. .-
sAnd what is Jenny doing9"
Talking to the doctor"
snow, Katydid. want you TO call
| Jenny out in the hall, and whisper to
her that / beg her to come here this min
ute; then do you run back and tell the
doctor he may dance the next set with
| you"
Away ran Katie and directly her sister
appeared.
sWhy, Frank, have they left you
alone9 What is the matter2" said
'Do come in, Jenny, and speak to
| me.n zo - -
She took mechanically the hand he ex-
tended, but evidently did not mean to be
detained by it. a-.
81 will call mother or Carey for you. !"
she began.
stNo, don't run away and leave me,
please. 1 have something to say to you.
Jenny, l have loved you all my life, but
l never knew how dearly till l saw your
sweet eyes filled with tears to day. Don't
| you care for me little2 Speak darling3
Don't leave me to sleepless night of sus-
pense as well as pain"
eyes, Frank, do care for you-rsOt
little,n she answered, softly, with a
look too shS and sweet and modest for
4 any coquette on earth to copy.
Frank kissed the hand he held, snd
pressed it against his cheek.
'tMy pearl of Valentinesl" he whisp-
cred.
enny'sirrepressible laugh broke through
her tears.
SIT was not l who send it, but Love
Caldwellln cried she, as she made her es-
| cape.
Frank and Jenny were married that
spring, and still flourish at Peyton Grove.
THE LITTLE GIRL AROUND THE
| .l r CORNER.
By MARX Mo1LEH
| l.
know q maid. of habits staid,
And whea she on me gazes,
I'm happy as q humming bird
Among the blooming daisies;
Her heart is light, her eyes are bright,
Her name is Susie Horner,
/ And Susie is the little girl
Who lives around the corner.
IL
| She's Just as pure as morning dew
Upon fresh blown flower;
Her eyes as bright as stars Of night,
Or beacon in a tower:
Her hair like iat-I'll nefar for0at