Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-01-27

That's my doctrine"
With a last glance at the royal
bird, the turky, now peacefully
browning in the huge brick oven,
and dispensing. a most savory odor !
around his pyre, Miss Hepsey hur-
ried TO the window to look up the !
road, now obscured by the vail Of
fiuttering snow,
'9They'd ought to DO here pretty |
soon," She said refeetingly. HDid
you tell 'em dinner was at twelve,
exactly, Elam?"
Flarn, who was sitting by the fire,
evidently i'll at ease in his new blue
suit, nodded, and poked the back
log with his foot.
Miss Hepsey chuckled gleefully.
"How Rachel will stare, TO be
surei and if 'tWant the lucklest thing
YOU happened to be out there with
| the lantern just at the precise min
ute the stage passed, tell ye what,
Elan, guess we two'u hev TO hVe
it out together, old bachelor and
old maid"
can't neither Of US help it."
Miss Hepsey nettled little.
ErNow, Elan Barstow, you know
that amt so; never telled ye the
hull story bout Square Louns-
al know 1t well enough" inter-
/ rupted Mr.. Barstow rather ungracl-
/ ousIv; chow you and Selma talr- :
| xTeafher rulled cans 2hnnt Aim, md
how finally he gave yOu both the /
| sIip. am went of and married Ruth 1
! Ann Parker, out to Danbury."
Miss Hepsey bit her lip.
ssElam Barstow," she began-but |
luckily for honest Elan the storm |
about to break on his devoted head |
| was ayerted by his sister happening
| to spy through the window her ap-
proaching guests, she ran 10 open
the big front door and bawl a well
come long ere the comers could hear
! "Do come imp she shouted hospit-
ably, pulling plump Mrs. RIVERS
across the threshold. i m proper
glad to see you. Walk IN, Squire,
and YOU too Rachel. You look Jest's
pretty as posey to-day. with the
snow all over your hood"
Miss Hepsey. was Gndenl21ly
right. Rachel did look flower-like
in her fresh. bright lovelness. Her
"best dress" was nothing extraor-
dinary-a simple crimson delaine,
with snow white linen bands at
throat and wrists, and little gold
brooch forming her only ornament;
but not all the moire antique or vel
vet that glistened behind the plate
glass windows OF Broadway ''mai-
: sons the mode' could have improved
her appearance.
, "Sit down sit down before the
Gro - said Miss Hepsev. "Elam,
J take Mr.. Rivers hat. Do let me
| rid YOU of your shawl, Mrs. Rivers.
Rachel, you just go into the front
: room-you're young, anil want to
fix up a little, likely; and there's q
fire there. GO-quickl"
7 Il can take off my things just as
well here, Miss Hepsey."
: "Oh, shaw! no you can't. Here
( in there"
Rachel wondered little at Miss
: Hepsey's evident anxiety to get her
e into the front room,' but concluded
that probably there was new car
: pet or curtains, or something which
t the house-keeper had on exhibition.
1 So she walked slowly in, with her
Q shawl on her arm, and untying her
= hood as she went.
p Yes Miss Hepsey Barstow had
{ something there but it was neither
carpets, curtains, nor two china
. vases. And RacheFs astonished
!, glance fell on tall good-looklng
e Young man, who stood before the
o blazing hearth, looking down upon
= her with a world OF happy mscmei
T in his brilliant black eyes.
And the next moment he caught
: her in his arms, sHaotheriu5 her as
= tonished cry with shower genuine
" lover-hke kisses.
a 'ERacheH my lovel my dear little
10 blossomp
ir "Charlie Wayland."
For it was Charles self, broAEeG
/" and travel worn. and perhaps trI
er fle more selfreliant and dignitied
Of but the same Charlie still, who hac
r wooed and won her long year,
ago.
VI back, Rachel? Did you begin t
to fancy | was false? Oh, my httl
queen, ifyou could but know hOv
:" 1 have looked forward to thi
- ~ have sometimes fancied yoI
:, :, might be dead. Charlie" she an
l. swered simply, "butIneYer though
~ you false"
to He folded her mutely to his breast
no and there was silence for a minut
u or two.
ne 81 have come back to stay, nov
% Rachel" he said quietly. Il wei
III away to seek my fortune, and hav
a found it. There shall be no MOI
@ IN, partings, dearl''
"Does Elan know?" whispere
=. Rachel.
az "Elam brought me home here la
Ia Ia night when 1 alighted, chilled an
DIu half frozen with cold. He wou
,eIs not allow me to go to your hous
leu but told me that l must speT
Thanksgiving with him-that VI
nt- must first look upon my face b
art meath his roof Bless the old fellow
to noble hearth believe he is near
ma as happy now as l am"
Rae hel WINGED q little; the 70
ory deepened on her satin cheek; but
g" her inmost heart she too could ha'
VIII invoked blessings upon the strut
oil, farmer who had loved her so DEF
lV and so utterly in vain; VIII
ong Charlie Wayland, uncOncious
in what was passing through his
nee trothed's mind, went on:
its- 'cFor years 1 have suffered all l
n . pangs of homesickness among
orange groves and scented breei
be of the Spanish wales; ROt0 L sh
7 to spend Thanksgiving indeed and
er's truth in my own New Engla
an home. Oh Ray, if you could
know how beautiful the rugg
leap mountain looks, with the bic
ried crags and draperies of pine forest
cary if you could feel the exultant L
ick- of my heart when the first snc
the flake began to drift down among
cred yellow leayesl and"
E. But here Miss Hepsey's voice
At terrupted them.
the "Dinner's ready" she announc
49, ''an1 you've been talkin' q full
l hour here"
o OF 'fNow. Hepsey, that's simply n
long sense, cried Charlie, ineredulou
avcn srWen if you don't believe, !
this may Just look at tho clock. Co
Rachel, there's no use in lool
ming sheepish and hangin' back, I
full know all about it in t'other TO,
AIRY cause Elam's' told 'em. &C
Charliel don't know whether t
ow," raise turkeys in Spain, but if t
n my do I'll stump 'em to beat the one
like got on the table to-day.
And Miss Hepsey. usheFing
aster guests into the banqueting ap
Thich ment. pointod triumphautlV at
LINK unctuous bird, which lay '
I the smoking sides and skewered wi
hos upon the very center of the boar