The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1872-04-05

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of purple bloom, the gEzss was star
| red with dandeions and snow,
clover. and the meadow a the dls
lance was 50 covered with butter
ems. that it made one think OF tn
ssF elel.of4hez Cloth f.e(fo4ds szzSs--ss.
MRS. udfffzwas ironing, ands tht
cloeheszhofse wassc6vered wlths hel
shirts. aud collars, and cuffs, ane
4 pieces of household EglgeTle al d9ns
! up to the highest ideal pointof per-
I-fection. As she took the last piece
I from the basket she hah sig he'd, and
said Under her breaths
''Wsll, Daisy, yoUdo make . heap
Of work, to be surel' :.
It was a Lovely white dress, al
pufFs, and ru4ffes, and frills. and the
mother fingered over it. till it was
fit, in It's smooth and shining dain7
tinegs, to adorn q queen. IL WIS
her queen, for Daisy Duff, at eigh-
teen, reigned without.a a rival 10 the
house where she was born. -. -
A weary step came along the Lit
tie paved walk that led from the
garden gate up to ahe house, and
Mr.. Duff came in and threw him self
into his leatber-ousbioned armchair.
81 see no other -Eay out of it.
km mother," said he, as his wife looked
up at him, an eager questioning in
her careworn face. III have to
pay it, for Vests gone, and lett
nothing to settle with.t And the
house must be sold, Meg, there's no
other way, unless. God works q mr-
acle for our benefits IN the next
| three months ~
g He thai is surety for stranger
shall smart for it. ," quoted Mrs,
| Duff. 81 warned you, Eben, but YOU
wouldn't listen. Il don't do for
folks to set themselves up toa b
wiser than Solomon.'2 = 50
"There, Meg said AIr. Duff, with
a deprecating little wave Of bis
hand, a gesture habitual- with him.
81 know I've been a fool but it's
late in the day for you to turn
against me. It's bad enough, to
think OF this old place under the
hanmer why, with quiveting lip,
eve played in that garret up stairs
rainy days, when I was a. boy. I've
made fences, TFeclearsd fields,I Ve
put my fifty years of life right into
the soil, and it won't be long before
the soil will hold all there's left of
me, after other hands till it,
"WeI, husband, maybe God'I
open a Way, ssid tl1eE wife, trying
to speak cheerily, and true to wo-
man 'sinstinet in the hour of bee !.
f1tlE1e can, you know So don't be
down-hearted, dearl'
"There comes a way" " said he, in
return, gloomily, but think it's q
way of the DEVILS choOsiDg not of
God'ss'' Eszr sz E - 1A
The gate clicked, md a large,
red-bearded man. with a slow sttp,
and awkward appearance ger orally,
came In With the air OF one who felt
at home. He was Doctor Sinclair,
lnown the country rOundsGs Doctor
Bob, from the fact of his having
years ago been in partner ship with
his father, alsoa physician. Doctor
Bob was only q ieT years younger
than Mr. Duff, but he had never
married, and now he had appeared
in the scharacter of Daisy's suitor.
Very much in love was the worthy
doctor, as men are apt to be, WHEN
in the middle of life they bsstoV
their affections on some youthfue
object, and to gain her hand he vas
prepare13o part with much that
hitherto made life enjoyable. His
bachelor. easesand freedom, his be-
loved cigar three or four times a
day, even the old brown coat which
he had worn.tiA it was tbrsadbare
at the elboWs and whitel abouB the
seams, and whom he loved as II IT
were a friend-these he would VII
IingIy resigR.s HIS meneys teosswas
to be laid at her feet, or at ber
parents, if he could but have D1isy.
But Daisy had no mind to have
him. Shs was sometimes 50 charms
ing when he was near, SO soft and
w0manly, so sweet and submissive,
that tile doctor, more enamored
than ever, would wish and wish
again, that he could in some way
blot out twenty yea3s.s and be the
boy he had been when Daisy moth
er and he had sat side by side in
the village choir. Then. again, she
would Be petulsnt, or willful, or
DARN gly. impertinent, saying things
that not another woman tor miles
would have. venlured to say to Doc
tor Bob, and the helpless man would
/ feel his Chains tighten, and kno n
himself more her humble servant
than ever. Or, sweetest and most
fascinating Of all, she would be pen
sIve andsad, sitting aprinnly and 81
leutly, VITA sths-lOng lashes sweep
i ing over herdewncast eyes, and the
! prettesta Of pouts IN the-set of her
rosebud bps. "'Time cannot wither
nor custom stale her infinite vari=
ETY., said Doctor Bob to himself,
1 as seated now in Mrs. Duffs Boston
rocker, he famed his flushed face
with his bandanna handkerchief,
and looked out Of the window for
/ D4iEy,
Daisy taught the district school.
It would soon BE tim Q. for her to
come home, and Doctor Bob meant
to day to take her for a dive, and
lstoRsk her the momeutOus question.
To this end De had come early, thss,
1 being an honorable man, he might
have a conversation with her par
ents first. He was dressed with IN
usual care. his neektie being tied
1 wItiTa nicely that bespoke unusual
pains, and the masses of red hair
that fyll aFoU1sst Eis head soaing
f,combed and curled to that degree,
that even his dog, old Nero, had
looLsd Mt him fVyfee -laf74-a he was