Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1873-02-22
HOW SAID .sYES."


My godfathers and godmothers in
my baptism called me "Olive," and
they lived to be heartily ashamed of
themselves for it. For never was
there a child with a more mistaken
name y beligerent state was my
normal condition. l do not remem-
Der my nurses, but l have grace
enough to pity them. The mildest
of teachers considered me ''unruly,"
and you can ask Godfrey what he
thought of me year ago. Now it
is different. l have found my mas
ter and believe l rather like it,
This is how il came about: Geotfroy
had asked me threw times to marry
him, and three times l had said
mo" in the most decided manner.
But that never made the least diff
ference to him. He only laughed
and said, Il would know my own
mind better next time"
IL suppose" l said, "you mean to
ask me once a quarter!"
''Is that enough!"
''Too often, a great deal, SIR"
"Well, then, we will say once in
six months until you come to your
sense, Miss Olive" and with that he
walked smilingly away, and began
some nonsensical talk with father
about DIR. Darwin, and his bewil-
dering theories.
This last asking was just at the
beginning of warm weather, and
father, who thought Geoffrey's
opinion infallible in everything,
asked him "Where he would advise
us to go for the summer"
l had made up my mind to go to
Cape May and l said so, very dis
tinctly; but Geo1'ry took no notice
of my wishes and proposed some
out-of-the-way place among the
Virginian mountains. Then he
painted it in such unnatural colors
that nothing would satisfy father
but n personal Investigation. 1t
was all Geoffry's doing, and told
him so at the railway station. "It
is your doing sir" l said "and ]
shall remember you for it,"
"Thanks, Olive" he replied,
"there is nothing fear so much as
forgetfulness."
/ wanted TO speak saucy to him,
but the train moved and l felt il
would only be waste of material
so looked my indignation, and h6
| lifted his hat and smiled as sweetly
as if | had given him twenty rea.
sons for it.
At the end of the second day We
| cot to our destination. 1t iCnS ;
| pretty place, l must acknowledge
that. Nature had done all she coulC
/ for il; but Art and Civilization haC
passed it by. The men were simply
''Irights," and the women were
well, mono too good for the men,
The houses were log cabins, through
which daylight peeped, and tht
wind blew wherever it listed. Blu
of course there was big, white no
tel-ther always is. have no doub
if we had gone TO Tahlequah o
| Bannock City, we should have founC
a hotel and proprietOr-the insti
tuition is ubiquitary. We procured
rooms. aud my trunks were, will
some difficulty, got up the hill anC
the flight OF wooden steps, an(
landed in the hall.
Il suppose" 1 said, with a re
signed look at father, "there is n,
use taking them up stairs. Wha
possible use can have for my dres
ses herc?n
"As you like, Olive" he replied
in one of his meek and mild ways
"as you like, dear; that gray thini
YOU have on looks pretty well, an,
does not show the dirt"
After this remark, of course l ha,
every trunk, bonnet box and satch
el taken up stairs; and the noise an
confusion, and even the occasions
bad word their size and weigh
called forth, was Quite soothing an
grateful TO to me.
''It is not my fault" 1 explained
''if people will build staircases hk
corkscrews-I am not responsible.
y In this amiable mood We took poi