Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1873-01-18

YIN al correct. And you must have the we'd
ding from here, and YOU and Geraldine must
heart and mavbe some day IN have some litiis
Cecii. and George, and Reginald, and all the
viii Was msde?-ths dsy sfter YOU told me
your love story. You thought I would he OF
Tended; but you So what a hne thing " - % tell
come Mrs. Nehemiah Bottietop declined. on the
score OF the ssdresdful name" and had never
thought Of your plan you may guess how IL
"But-my cousin" asked, in great per-
plexity.
The puckered-up face dissolved. and hs
laughed 80 long and 80 heartily, couldn't help
"By Jove, I forgo; HIM" he ra.ped. "Th.,
Old womsn's fsce will be worth a hundred
pounds 20 see When my poor nephew, Com
modore Bottletop, died, two three months
ago, some story got aaoAt that all my MONEY!
would 60 TO my godson-s Mr.. Nehemiah Bot
ssspS dis and caught a. youI ss
in town. 1 knew all along she was As in
sincere an old manenverer As there l. in Eng
land but 81, r csr .S 70 Try the s,s shes As
through thick and thin, aud, take IL, has not
had q very easy time of IL lately with the old
lady. Be good husband, my boy, for youu
As he spoke we left the room and reached ire
library door. Flinging it WIDE open. he an
nounced loudly; my goason, Mr.. Nehemiah
I shrank. even then. mt the hideous sounds;
but saw Mrs. Montague grow scarlet with
annoyance, amazement and confusion and my
pretty Geraldine looking pale and frightened.
i was by her side At once, telling NV imposi-
ton and the cause in few incoherent words;
whispering that all--eyerything-was right
now; that there was no cousin, that was nv
cousin-and I Was getting a little involved
when my future mamma interrupted "a. She
had recovered herself, aud Was equal 70 the
s'My dear Mr.. ogg, hope Won viii overlook
the somewhat hasty expressions I have used
entirely under her own control"
took the hand she held out 20 M. and
said-"0h! all right" but though outward
peace was made, Geraldine and ! don't often
trouble the maternal residence when We ae
And I'm not Cecil at all, Geraldine" 4
said, humbly the next morning; hut I'm-it'.
absurd, know-but my sisters generally can
me Merry, and perhaps itsa shade better than
laughingly. why, at home 4 always go BY
the name of Jerry! What do You think OF
that fer nsme-for . lady, too?' But n that
dear, delightful old Mr.. Bottlctop saws, know
shall never be able TO call YOU nythlng but
Cecil"
So, but for the happy chance Of possessing thu
Gersldins cSeii George kegna ni.s e sSau ss
never have been able 10 demonstrate how GOOD
and true she is; she would never have known
with or without hope--and seriously contem-
plate matrimony on six hundred a-year; Mrs.
Montague would never have come out In her
true colors; and, above all, should never have
made the friendship Of the very best, cheeriest,
and kindest godfather ever human being pos
sessed. My father and mother never did q
wiser action than when they invited him 90 my
christening, and bestowed upon me the name
which--abhorred IL once was-has indi-
rectly brought me all the blessings OF my life.
Now, too, as 4 associate with the good. genial
disposition of it, first possessor, incline 60 think
that an ugly name, weighed against a noble
nature, ought to be the merest feather in the
balance; and think what a fool. an idiot must
the woman have been who refused him ON ac-
count of il,
save, Cecil" he said. Laughing. when thi,
thought escaped me the other day, ssbut ia no
money then; and who, do you think, was the
lady? l rather think I Was the idiot. She was
the lady who afterwards became Mrs. De
Courcey Montague. had my reasons, Won See
for taking such pains about her daughter and
well, I'm sure thank Heaven that she didn't
take me, and that name has been 20 useful
to u.s."
As want a moral 20 adorn my tale think
cannot find better than that contained in soms
Of Mr.. Bottletops farther reflections.
my dear boy, depend upon it, there's nothing
in the world, however hard IL may seem, that
isn't tor our good in some fashion, though W.
are sometimes so dull that we never find it out
in this world. There would be less grumblins.
daressy, we could see 10 the end of what We
call our msfortunes, and find how often tier
turn out 10 be our blessings"