Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-03-23
GEORGE CLEMENTS WIFE.
BY MARY RsED cBowELL.


I old white cat.
deacon dye hear?"
This time when she asked the
question, there was touch Of sharp
ness in her voice.
Yes, what if he is married7 I'm
sure its natural enough. IL kind o.
runs in the family, pears to me-"
But Mrs. Clements would take no
notice OF the little pleasantly.
"Well, IL you like IL, I can tell you
[ don't. He needn't think he's com
ing here, with his fine city bred lady,
all airs and graces, and hounces and
huted rufies. There's plenty OF
good girls hereabouts that wanted
him. Right in the middle Of work
tool to talk Of bringing q lady here
in hog KILN timel | do declare, /
think George is = fool"
A graceful, dainty little lady, in q
garnet pOplin and rufied apron,
with a small, proudly poised head,
covered with short dusty curls, .
pair of dark blue eyes, so wistful
and tender, 4 tiny rose bud OF q
mouth, and 9 dimple Ia ono pink
cheek.
That was Mrs. Marion Clements.
Was IL any wonder that George had
fallen in love with herr
She sat in the bright little parlor
close beside the lace-eurtained win
dow watching for tho loved hus-
bands return; and then when she
heard the click OF the latch-key in
the hail, few for the welcome kiss.
Haven't you the letter this time,
George! I've felt so sure of il all
day. Indeed I've quite decided
what dresses TO take with me-"
He smiled rs he shook his head.
A cloud passed over her pretty
face.
40 Geogre, isn't II too bad? And
do believe-oh, ! do believe they
won't write because they are sorry
you married me-"
He put his arm around her neck.
"And supposing such should be
the case, do you think il would
make any differece to me7"
ooh, no ! no only IL would grieve
me so if / knew had alienated your
own parents from YOU"
"And q one sided alienation il
would be, tool They have never
seen you'll And when they know
you they can't help loving you"
"Oh, Georgel"
And the exclamation was caused
by the kiss accompanying his loving
fiattery.
-ssThst's- trae -as ereooa,ius. a.
say ii the frm sent me OF on q
/ e. -
A little dismayed cry answered
him.
"You wouldn't stay here alone,
ehg But Marion, it would be five
hundred clear gain to u.s."
"What need we care for money!
I'd rather have YOU"
A mischievous smiled played on
the young mans lips; he was more
matter OF fact than this romantic,
tender little wife of his.
81 think the addition to our bal
ance at the bankers would be very
consolIng for the absence. But new
er mind little pet. Let's go down
to dinner. / hope We'll get a letter
from home soon."
And soon it was; for Marion
snatched il from his coat pocket the
very next night. But her husbands 8
face looked very grave and stern,
and his eyes looked angry when she
looked gleefully over the envelope.
"My dear, you must remember,
care but little for what the letter
contains. Remember did not write
It; that you are dearer to me than
ever before. Kiss me first while
watch YOU"
A little pang of misdoubt troub-
led her, when she glanced over the
note; then tears stole from under
her lashes, and George saw her ten
der mouth culver and tremblsi
then when she had finished IL, she
laid her head down on his shoulder
and cried.
at was cruel 10 let you see IL, my
wounded birdie. Let me burn It.
And don't forget, darling, what ouI
Bible says, that a man shall leave
father and mother and cleave TO his
wife. You are my precious wife
Marion, and to you turn for all the
| happiness my life will hold"
lie dried her tears, and then they
talked IL over.
"Just because l am city bred, she
thinks 1 am lazy and naughty and
! dirty, and"
'cNever mind, Marion. She will
find out some day. Ny father"
ayes, bless the dear old mani HI
has added: "My love 10 my daugh
Ter Marion Oh, know / should
love him, and your mother too, i
she would let me-"
"We will invite them down whel
| come.home. BY the way, Marion
home and invite them down, ant
bring them back with me-"
George, dear, have been think
ing about that trip west. / thinl
I you had better go, and leave home
1t won't be so very long"
Marion was eating her egg Will
she spoke across the coy little tete
a-tete breakfast table.
Spoken like my true little Ma
rion, and when / come back II
bring you q present. What shall j
be?''
"Your mother and father fror
the farm. 1t shall be that hope tha
will bear me company while you ar
A fortnight after that Mario
Clements ate her breakfast alone
the traces of a tear or so on he
pink cheeks; then she dashed theT
away with a merry joyous littl
laugh.
"Thls viii never do, and now tha
George has gone for six weeks, I
prepare for his return. And l pra
Heaven it may be such a comm
home as shall delight his very soul.
'|I'm sure 1 don't know what I
say. The land knows I need hel
bad enough; but it pears to me sue
a slender little midget as you coul
not earn your salt. What dye sa
your name Was!"
MARY Smith. And indeed if yo
will try me for only a week, II
sure you will keep me till the sci
sons over"
Mrs. Clements looked cut OF Ii
window at the gray clouds thl
were piling Eloomily up; and the
around the corners Of the house.
You can cook, ken your or shall
up feather beds-goed big ones, 70
II pounderE?'
4 gleeful little laugh came fro
, Mary's lips.
Indeed can. l may not cook ;
suit you, but l can learn"
Mrs. Clements walked out to IL
! huge open hre place in the kitche
! where the Deacon was ghellin2 cor
"WhAt dye say, Deacon7 Kee
, her or not1 kind o like her look
: and the dearS knows it 'ud be q goc
Lift while vs'rs killin,' II she eou