Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1872-10-17
DETERMINED TO WIN.


| 500 Behutttut Douesuc htOFy.
Prom the woman's Journal.l
| "0f all things, this is the worst II /
ever in all my life expected to hear such
news Why, our George has gone and
got married Do you hear2"
Good Mrs. Clements pushed her steel
bowed spectacles of her bright eyes, and
dropped her letter in her lap, as she
turned round to her husband, the stout,
clever old farmer, who was eontentedly
stroking the old white cat.
Deacon, dye hear"
This time, whes she asked the ques.
ton, there was a touch of sharpness in
her voice, N..6ff t6ktfI
" Yes; what if he is married? I'm
sure it s natural enough. Itkind o runs
in the family, pears to me"
But Mrs. Clements would take no no
tice of the little pleasantly.
well, yeu like it, / can tell you l
don't He needn't think he's coming
here, with his fine city-bred lady, all airs
and graces, and hounces aud auted
rufles. There's plenty of good girls
hereabouts that wanted him Right in
the middle Of work, too to talk Of bring.
ing lady here in hog-kilin' timei | do
declare l think George is fool
o. HN . &Fz
A graceful, dainty little lady, in gar
net poplin and rufled apron. with a
small, proudly poised head, covered with
short, dusky curls, and pair of dark
blue eyes, so wistful and tender, tiny
rosebud Of a mouth, and a dimpie in one
pink cheek
That was Mrs, Marion Clements. Was
It any wonder'that George had fallen in
love with herl
She sat in her bright little parlor, close
beside the lace curtained window, watch
ing for her loved husbands return; and
then, when she heard the click of the
latchkey in the hall, flew for the well
come kiss.
"Havn't you got the letter this time,
George I've felt sure of il all day.
Indeed, I've quite decided what dresses
to take with me" e1 at.f .5
He smiled and shook his head. ai
A cloud passed over her pretty face.
"0h, George, isn'tit too bad2 And /
do belieye-ohl | do believe they won't
write because they are sorry you mar
ried me. ''ss'
He put his arm around her neck.
And supposing such to be the case,
do you think it would make any differ
ence to me"
"Oh, no! no! Only ;.would grieve
narents from Won y -
land n one-s;ded ALIENATION IL woulo
h. fool Tbev have nevor soon yonI
Ana wban tbey know Won tbav cant beIn
loving Won
az Gaor,or,
And the a3olomat;on was causod nv
,ha t;ss oocomnany;n@ hi. levine AL.
terv f1'
1Tbop. trra as nraocb;rr Rv ,be
bv NV Saar wbot would Won COW r tbe
Arm sent me- al on a trayelirg tonr of
a;y weets -
A T,tla d;omorod orr or.,-orad Kin,
aYnr 49, stav ha.a aIone aI,9 Pnt
NV door i would ba Eve hundred dol.
iars njear sra;n 20 rs 80 -
"Wbat need ,va cara for monev2 ia
rather have YOU"
A mischieyous smile PLAYED on the
Young man lips; he was more matter
of faetthan this romantic. tender little
wife of his.
~ think the addition to our balance
at the bankers would be very consoling
for the absence. But never mind. little
net. Let's 90 down TO dinner. / hone
we II get n letter from home soon.'
And soon Il was for Marion snatched
it from his coat pocket the very next
night But her husbands face was very
grave and stern. and his eyes looked an
ery when she looked eleeiully over the
enyelope.
"My dear. Won must remember I care
very little for what that letter contains
Remember / did not write IT. that you
are dearer 10 me than ever before Kiss
me first while / watch you"
A little pasg of misdoubt troubled her
when she glanced over the note; then
tears stole from under her lashes, aud
George saw her tender mouth culver
and tremble then, when she had fa'
ished it, she laid her head down on his
shoulder and cried. hsaHt
ut was cruel TO let you see il, my
wounded birdie. Let me burn it, And
don't forget, darling, what the Bible
saws, that a man shall leave father and
mother and cIeave to his wife. You
are nv precious wife. Marion, and TO
YOU | turn for all the happiness my life
will ever hold"
He dried her tears, and then they
talked it over.
just because | am city bred, she
thinks / am lazy. and naughty, and
dainty. and ="
Never mind, Marion. She will fad
out some day. Ny father"
Yes, bless the dear old mani He
has added My love to my daughter
Marion. Oh, | know | should love him,
and your mother, too, if she would let
me;
1--WE will invite them down, when !
come home, BY the way, Marion
VIII stop at the farm on my way nome,
and invite them down. ana prlng them
home win me.
George, dear, | have been thinking
about that trip West ] think ysu had
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