The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1874-10-01
THOSE TWO HEARTS.


Yes, 1T certainly was the door-beU
"De-llverance T. said Miss Phry0ia
"and I've just taken the comb ont Of
my back hair I"
IN emergencies of this kind Miss
Phrygia had way of drawing back the
tidy chintz curtain just far enough to
peer through and see whether it WouId
do to run down " just as she was" If
1t would do, down she ran, and if it
wouldn T. she called softly through her
window Immediately !" and then
flashed through her preparations with
a speed, truly miraculous, for Miss
Phrygia had love of promptitude that
covered the whole superficial stratum of
her nature, and " Immediately % was
so tayorlte an expression of this quality.
that II she had been asked graciously
to set time for her own execution
those who knew her best would heve
expected it as the natural and unhesi-
tating reply.
But this time, as the chintz curtain
revealed pony phaetOn at the gate.
and on the doorstep a slight, maidenIy
figure, a sweet young face, and a mist
Of golden hair, she only said "Dear
heart" J" and laying the comb on the
dressing table, she glided down stairs.
her own locks falling into an undula-
ton OF chestnut rings, that might well
have been the envy OF a goddess in her
own namesake land.
" So glad you are at home" said q
voice from under the golden mist.
I've Just brought you my little book.
I've kept the last page for you, you al
ways have everything so nice. ANY
tnile, light as air, you know, will do"
1t was one of those blessed old towns,
rare to find in these days, where the
lofty and the lowly knew and respected,
loved and took an interest in, each
o'her, and Miss Phrygia, instead of
waiting for the book, which the maid
ems of the place, when about to assume
the duties of wife and housekeeper,
had fashion of circulating among
their friends for collections of choice
receipts, reached forth and took both
the slender, gauntleted hands in her
own. AS she did 80, her right thumb
pressed diamond on the left forefinger
OF her visitor, and her face, so beamipg
as she ran down stairs, suddenly melted
into different expression, as she gazed
into the hazel eyes confronting her with
yearning tenderness pitiful to see.
Poor thing !" she said softly, "poor
little thing !"
Why, what's the matter. Miss
Phrygia? know you don't like en-
gagement rings, but you can't under
stand that am, and am going to be,
the happiest little woman in the world"
Poor little thing !" was all Miss
Phrygia said again, much as you would
coo over an unhedged doveling that will
fall ont of the nest.
And then, with a caressing squeeze
from the slender hands, "I'm not 60
can see the chimneys right up there
through the trees You'll como and see
me often, won't you ?"
That's what they say when people
die. but pretty long step, L call it,"
said Miss Phrygia "still, it's always a
sort of comfort to visit their graves,
and I'll come with pleasure"
"Oh, Miss Pbrygia Well, only
wish you did understand. I wish you'd
get married yourself You'd be a
hundred times better off; didn't you
ever feel so in your secret heart ?"
Yes" said Miss Phrygia, quietly,
." great many times"
Don't you think it would be pleas
anter than living here all alone?"
' Yes" " said Miss Phrygia.
Then why haven't you tried it?"
There's been always just one diff
iiculty with every opportunity I've had,
said Miss Phrygin, dropping her eyes
oughtfully-"you can't seem to find
any way of doing it but by marrying some
man, and that, with little shiver run
ming over her shoulders, "puts it so out
of the question I"
A ripping laugh, that made the
golden mist seem like moonlight on the
lake, answered Miss PhrYgia-
Then if you could come across an
angel you think you would venture p
Immediately, said Miss Phrygia.
Well, I'm sorry I'm so fond of the
only one in the world that 1 can't give
him mp to you, but it does seem as il
you might find something" and with
another little squeeze, the dainty hands
left n marble-covered book in Miss
Phrygia's, took up the pony-reins, and
drove away.
Miss Phrygia went slowly up stairs,
put in her comb, and sat down to the
receipt book, for Immediately" was
deed as well as word with her. A soft
evening cloud that alternately lets fall
"a few drops of refreshing rain upon the
flowers, and then eliminates its whole
surface with a heaving flash, direful TO
he encountered, is fit type of Miss
Phrygia's face, as, gazing at the open
page, her thoughts turned first to the
gentle heart that would PONDER its pud-
dings, and then to the " man" into
whose keeping that hearts happiness
was to be confided.
Poor thug Sweet heart - she
murmured, with a tender moisture IN
her eyes, and then, with dangerous
flash, Hoirid creature! Iwonder what
he looks like -
The alterations went on for a few
minutes, and then a sudden gleam of
humor lighted up ber face, as If some
stray, belated sunbeam had tipped the
cloud with pink.
Z" A trife light as air, she said, 81 II
write it for her !" and seizing pen,
Miss Phrygia wrote:
MORTALITY YPUFFs-NEvER KNOWN TO FAIL
Eggs (cockatrice), 1.
Milk (human kindness), Just ready to
sour, l drop.
Cream of tartar-caught, 2 large
spoons, heaping.
Flower (of an hour), full cup.
Salt (of the earth), very small pinch,
mere busting.
Raise with lamentations brewed as
follows:
Hop(e)s realized, 1.
disappointed, 90.
Syeeten with faith and submission.
Spice with variety.
Bake IN earthen vessels, unuer u BIO"
fire, till the vessels crack.
A week later, Miss Phrygia put on
pair of black gloves, a black bonnet,
and black lace veil to let down in case
she should cry, and went to church to
see a plain gold ring take precedence
of the diamond she had pressed, and TO
hear the hymeneal blessing pronounced
over the mist of golden hair.
She had to drop her veil once or twice
MS she gazed at the cloud OF lace and
orange-blossoms before the altar, and
when she couldn't help seeing the new