Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-06-07

Ny father and Titus Brantley fire.
quently held long and no doubt in
| teresting conversations, the snbject
of which Il could not guess; but
| once when they were walking to-
gether they passed near where | was
| seated unObserved, and l heard Mr..
! Brantley say:
"Then you think that he admires
| nv little Grace!'
E'Beyond a doubt" replied my
| fond parent; "but be is a peculiar
/ boy in some respects, and if he i'm
a9incd that we were carving out his
/ future, | think he would become
stubborn. Trust everything TO me.
1 will manage satisfactorily. They
are young and there is plenty of
! time"
was shocked at my fathers hy-
/ pOcrisy, for he well knew my feel
ings concerning Grace Brantley, and
| was almost ready to cry out a con-
tradictiOn OIL the spot, but thought
had better listen, as they had halt
ed for few moments.
"These fifty acres" Mr.. Brantley
| continued, "Will be immensely val
liable by and by, and, as they join
! lllGAts " e " III bC db4G " 4CIhk = Jul
| children a fine inheritance, to say
nothing Of ready cash" And Titus
Brantley laughed.
"Humpv' thought !, chats gene
rous at all events"
| The Brantleys stRid q fRFtni9ht
4 -auu Inen departed. Soon after they
/ had gone l one day said to my moth
er, docs father own any property
/ NJ. Rr-anflnrr1ap -
"Yes, i believe So" she replied
rather vaguely.
"What docs i consist Inc' laSked.
"Coal lands, l believe, but don't
/ bother me-" ana she turned away.
Matters went on pretty much as
usual with me until l was fifteen.
/ when l went to Columbia College.
/ Nv mother, with ancestral pride,
| was anxious for me 10 60 TO Har-
/ ward, but by advice of Mr.. Rubric
my father determined to send me to
( Columbia.
/ / had made up my mind 10 study
medicine. Ny mother was averse to
| it, but my father thought it better
to allow me to follow my inclina-
ton on that point at least.
| e"He may be all his life in getting
a practice" suggested my mother
/ rather ill-naturedly.
'If | were to marry Grace Brant-
/ ley I'd have a patient in her mother
right off," replied.
My father laughed outright.
The time came at last when l bid
adieu to home, and took my seat in
the stage for New York, and on my
arrival was duly matriculated. My
college life had no important fea-
| lures that l remember, but / was
/ considered an average student. /
| GOT through creditably, l believe,
read medicine, attended lectures
and received my diploma as an NJ.
I'D. With my fathers appreciation
took an office i'll the city, and waited
until was tWenty-three for prac-
| tice that never came to me. was
generously supplied with funds
! from home, and it was my pride on
| " which caused me to suffer. Eight
! years had passed since | had seen
Grace Brantley, and to tell the truth
had almost forgotten how she
| looked, | had plenty of lady ac-
| quaintances, but had managed to
| Keep tout-of love. My father had
done his best to keep little Grace in
my mind by writing to me and re-
peating all he had heard concerning
/ her while she was absent with her
parents in Europe.
! 1t was a beautiful autumn morn
| ing, and very warm for the season,
that l was strolling down Broadway
wondering why it was that my Of
flee bell had never received a pro-
| fcssional ring, when was Joined by
! Tom Oakes, a brother NJ. D., about
! as successful as myself in business.
We walked along, comforting each
other and deprecating the healthy
season, when young lady suddenly
turned the corner of Union Square,
and accidentally dropped her glove,
beautiful shade of purple.
My eye caught it first, and in
another instant had snatched 1T up
and was Offering it to her with one
of my most agOnizing bows.
Smiling sweetly, and thanking me
she tripped on, and, getting into an
omnibus, she passed out of sight,
but never out of mind.
l"By JOve.' exclaimed Oakes,
''that was a superb creature; she
must like purple though, Did you
| llldIh illdJ plGAlOlh lCdtllNA ollC hOAN
on her hat?"
"Yes," L replied, ''but | am not
thinking of that; it's her face that
will haunt me the rest of my days
| wonder who she is? There was
something about the look of hel
eyes that appeared familiar to me
and yet | .cant remember ever K
have met her before"
"Shc is q beauty whoever She may
be- remarked Tom; ''shc was adj
mirably gotten up, too. l wonder
what her dad does? l don't believe
she belongs here, for I'm unfortu
Inately on the streets every fine daJ
among the other peacOcbs, and
never saw her until this morning
Eve got an idea that she's an En-
glish girl; that hat and feather look!
as if it came from over the pond
l don't believe you'll ever see hel
again"
"It won't make much difference. ,
l replied, endeayoring to appear un
concerned, though my heart wa!
still beating quick at the recollee
ton of what had just happened
and | would have run miles to ge
another look at that face.
The following day l spent almos
entirely on Broadway, hunting III
a purple feather. Several times
was deceived and chased the wrons
, one to my infinite disgust. l visited
all the hotels, and peeped into thr
ladies' parlOrs, while for eight sue
cessive Sundays l went to church
morning, afternoon and evening
! I,,,tr.,,5,1,, II IoV fior,s -
| thought it likely to spy the purpl
feather. At length | began to thinl
that OakeS was correct; the girl dil
not belong to the city: grew
> moody, and l dare say disagreeabl
: to my friends. 1t was now versin!
! | towards the christmas HOLIDAYS, AM
| was to 20 home. had lette
from my father, who requested IN
! to come early, as the Brantleys wer
TO be there. and he wished me t
see what a splendid girl grace ha,
grown TO be.
"Bah.' l exclaimed, still siugin
: the same old tune. I'm not to b
caught that way. If it was my glI
, with the purple feather it would b
different thing. l can never iOY
o any other woman while the recOI
: lection of that face remains j
, my mind How strange it Is 1 fee
i thuSr'
Some days afterwards Tom Oake
! came into my Office. Charley
q said, Il was At the Hudson depo
: not long since, and am almost conf
] dent l saw your purple feather gil
seated in one of the cars. The trai
. was moving pretty rapidly, and
. merely got a glance; but I'm almoi
: sure it was her"
+ "YOur Information does not hel
r me much," l replied, but l hav
p | Given up that chase | am gOiu