Clarksville chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 186?-1872, 1871-07-08
woUyDRD.

Down to tie banks Of tile Thames
slopes the lawn at Woodlands, the
residence Of Mrs. Christopher Lane
wi,i0w; and hrneath the shady lines
ON what Is termed the "Croquei
Gr0uhd," far enough ftwm the gerani
UNI aud verbena beds to do no mis-.
chief to them, stand u party Of four
mailet In hand, on certain Scptem.
Der evening not very long ago.
"Well, said Carry Lane, 1--WE had
better make haste and chOose sides
or we shall not have time for another
game before we are benighted. Re
member, the evenings are shorter
than they were month ago.
With Il clever stroke Of her mallel
] Carry sent her croquet ball bounding
up to the spot where Mr.. Hale, the
curute, stood talking with Major
Warier, of 1.-THE Blues" and Mis-.
Holroyd, who like himself, were
guests at Woodlands for the evening.
He gave n brisk jump as the bal
came with full fnrce against his an
kle, looking hastily round ut the pref
ty culprit, who laughed quietly be-
meath the shade OF her dainty littl.
hat and plume, her bright young fact
radiant with bloom and happiness.
"iou are u hard enemy, Miss Car
ry," he said, coming towards her
80 II we are to choose sides shal
have you on min''."
Every we'll" said Garry, no way
,lispleased. LET us begin ut once
Come, Clare, and Major Wardcr."
So the hattie began In real earnest
Clare Holroyd and the Major on one
eide; Garry Lane and the curate Oh
curate, of Thamestown, was counting
pretty Carry Lane. Perhaps lie was
AT all events, Carry knew best; AMI
no one had any right to set reports
gning until the fact was confirmed
But II 1t was true, then we can only
say the curate was man o
good taste, and he might hav,
gone very far before he coult
have found n prettier wife or a warm,
er heart than this little Carry Lanes
The other girl formed quite u con
trast to her; Garry was all brilliancs
ami colon, with richly tinted cheeks
sparkling, r0guish eyes, and jet-blaci
locks; but Glare H0lroy,l WAS u pale
wonderfully pale and fair; 1t wa,
only now and then that u faint soft
tinge oi color would come into hel
cle,ks and tighten up her deep grey
eyes.
Her hair WAS very beautiful; Il
formed quite glory round the pale
face--such real, bright, waving, gold
colored hair. A little rare smile
would sometimes part the delicately
curved lips, and linger' there awhile,
and then Ii WAS that you would call
Clare Holroyd very lovely. She was
tall and slender, and Oh this Septem-
Der evening her dress WAS all white.
Garry Lane had placed bit Of brigh,
scarle, geranium IN the golden hair,
which formed fitting contrast.
Carry had been telling the curate
all about Miss Holroyd, for that
young lady had only lately arrived
ON u visit Ia some friends ut Thames
town, and was not known In the
mel ,hbornood. She had just passed
lthrLugh n season" In London, where
Carry said nhe was "raved about
People called her "a filr., hut Garry
couldn't see, IL, unless that careless,
halfabsent way In which she allow
ell the assiduolis major To arrange
ner croquet ball, Watching him with
u look OF calm indifference In heI
beautiful eyes, and sometimes that
rare sweet smile ON her lips, might
Ice called flirting. The major was n
Sincere admirer ~ Miss Holroyd but
1 AIRY denied there F" being anything
In it, The curate shook his head
aud wasn't sure but what theiI
might be-"
The game proceeded slowly, OWNS
to the repeated bad strikes " OF thu
major, aud u slight absence ~ min,
ON the part uf the vuralc. Presently