Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1872-11-23

V" We use what We can" was the
reply. land sometimes, l am sorry
10 say, we bury the fesh-pot usu-
ally: but sometimes an order VIII
come TO one farmer for q thousand
sheen, ii YOU please, and all he can
do il 10 clip of the wool, get out
the fat, and bury the carcasses."
"What 8 pity the meat can't be
sent TO the hungry poor at hcme!-
Why don't somebody condense II as
they do the beef in Texas!" l said
in my practical way.
"In good time daresay somebody
will. but we can't do everything at
once" rep led the New Zealander,
looking with sudden interest at the
game Of shufiie-board being played
beside US.
just then along came the ships
surgeon, & blonde youth in uniform,
with his hair parted in the middle.
"MiSs Armour" said he, "the |
gun is TO be fired at the bow; will /
| YOU come and see it dOne?"
Miss Armour started up at once, |
turning the same hali-conhding |
glance and ready smile upon him |
She had been giving Us.
al am going to leave my rug with
vou. I shall come back" said she
beaming over her shoulder upon me
as she took the surgeons arm and
went away.
The New Zealander looked after
bpr tried TO console himself by
drawing his wrap in another fold
across his kness, did not succeed,
aud finally got up and went away
lOr course II was not worth while
tn make himself agreeable to mid
dIe-aged woman in hood aud water
nroof So sat and looked at the
likeness of s. lake among the sunset
clouds, and tried to decide whether
had better take oatmeal Cruel or
biscuit tea for my supper, wonder
ING the while half uncOnsciously,
about the old chord in my memory
that was always being struck by
certain musical ring IN the New
Zealander's voice.
After an hour or SO, the gun was
fired, and presently Miss Armour
came back with the disorder OF the
strong sea wind in her hair, ana It's
freshness in her pretty pink cheeAs'
"I'ye come as l said," she muir
: INJURED, dropping at my feet again,
and smiling up, as though she hau
GOT where She best loved to be-lust
f such a smile as she would have glV-
h en- to the stokers down in the en-
V zine room or to the ships cat. But
n Il was lovely to look upon while II
e lasted. and we middle-aged people
It have learned to warm ourselves III
anv chance ray OF sunlight without
= stopping to consider whether 1t Is
= likely 10 be perpetual.
a This time the bit of sunshine dlo
,e not stay long, for there came up al
n. artist with his sketch book; anC
- when Miss Armour had sufficiently
6 admired his graphic pencilings o
a. the captain and the quartermaster
~ and the sea-sick occupant OF an up
,F ner berth, it was time to throw TIT
- loo. and so he bore her of to tnI
ont bv her own eyes whether w
were actually going at the rate
7 thirteen knots or only twelve ant
no a half
- That was how the days went. Tn
\ Messengers read and paced the deck
n plaved games. and guessed riddles
az and were always hungry; the san
~ ors ran up and down about the rig
M 0ino like overgrOwn spiders, an
~. were forever securing and scrut
"a hing. tving and untying, drawn
'' nm and letting down. Thus at las
os we had come safely almost TO ou
e. desired haven. With iair sallIn
~ we were onI one day out from por
-ss and fond as we had grown to be
.od each other, we were getting lInp'
tient TO part.
no Miss Armour, during all the vo.
.ir. age. ad kept on as she began. b.
of sr1iiinU every one with her trick
of lin and eve. They ran after her lli
ct b6vs at the string Of a kite. We
ere tbev had nothing better 10 DO Ju
hat tben. and when she had faded ol
ore as a rainbow fades, 1 made no douI
nd sbe would be as easily forgotten,
ON onIv remem bered as q midsummer
ON. dav-dream, by all, unless 1t mig
i'm he q solitary warm-hearted man III
ell the New Zeslander. To tell 4
The ruth | was a little sorry for him.
ort. evidently, life had not brought hl
nv all il might, and he was hungry
hst the love and confidence that Il
ON never been his. So was afraid
pc would miss this little sparkle
18th girIhood and warm youth, and Il
her the void deeper when 1t had 90
eat out.
dia- To the very last day Rosa At
the her place by my char, and TO
my yery last the New Zeaiander ke
saR- his place BY her, when no one your
pet er Than her stepped in TO carry
off. which was pretty often, 10
that sure. Then. he always quietly VI
-ner away himself, with kind OF grs
and regret on his face. On TINS }
hole morning, Miss Armour, hSu J
left us along with a young ia"H
Rosa TO drop oranges and lemons aunt
d an the steerage passengers, Whgu
Ger noticed the New Zeaiander zoos
after her with a sadder regret u
will usual-almost pain-in his eyes
l to He had such handsome darh {.
med 7 couId see that without my glas
Nv TO Now said l to myself, Il b
he isn't going to get soft, sensl
were oantIemsnlv, agreeable man
and him and quite old enough to be
,s an fatberV' And so l looked at hin
sun see ii he was, when suddenly
One turned upon me.
cams s,At least you M ight have writ
and AGATHA Wells" said he, Sharply
rey's / started, as you may suppose
the hear nv own name spoken so
aink- miliarlv bv 8 stranger; when Il
and mo AGAIN. behold, l saw beneath
le TO bronze. and under the wrinkles
Not behind the beard, face that tw'
me a wears before was the dearest IN
there world to me-the face OF Dul
Aus Ashley! We parted one day exI
ing to meet on the next, but
Ar evening he was called away,
YOU a wrote instead of coming. In
letter he said what he had sai'
/ here fore with his eyes-yes, those
Wells beautiful eyes-that l was
nV up choice of his heart and the desi
.ck Is his life.
have Answer me- SAID he; ca
wait ill see YOU"
over Sol answered-a long foolisi
lnder, ter, though there was no ne
, with writing; for he had read all
Then saw long before, with those ey
camp his. Then l watched and "
wrap for him but never saw him or
such a one word more. II you are "