Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1875-06-15
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Marian Chauurey was exceedingly pretty.
Mrs Remington soon discovered that-a bright
winsoms little creature, with gold brown hair
that would cnrlin spite of the restraining net.
loving hazel eyes and tremulous, loving rod
lips.
Oh Abel!" quOth the soft-hearted old
lady, ut the end Of two days, ''why didnst
Charles wait until he had seen Marian Chauns
cey Isn't she sweet-don't Il seem like
CREAM OF sunshine in the old house when
she's tripping around I"
"And then, pursued the old lady 'sshess
handy. "She knows where everything is
kept, aud she does up my caps exquisitely.--
| Oh, Able, If Providence had only seen iit to
send rs a dhaghter>in>law like dear little
Marian ChAuneey."
Mrs. RemingtOn's speech was cut premas
turely short by the entrance of the subject Of
it, with her apron full of eggs, and her hand
full of wild flowers.
Mrs. Remington" she begun, and then
checked herself with abruptness, ss0h,
cannot bear 10 call you by that long formal
name-may / say mother Z"
s'0f course you may, my darling" said Che
enthusiastic old lady, land only wish you
were my real daughter"
Marian laid down her flowers aud deposited
the table, aud then came up 70 Mrs. Reming>
ton, kneeling down, and nesting her bright
head in the old lady's checkered apron.
'.Mother," she murmured softly, lyon do
not know how sweetly the word sounds. And
yOn viii always love and cherish me, and len
me be real daughter to you l''
SI sbould be a hard>hearted old eornorant
if didn't pet" said the old lady, with her
spectacles dimmed with tears.
In short Marian Chsunrey became the
light of the old farm house-the bright
guardian angel Of its low>oeiled rooms and
wide, airy halls. She read the paper to
Farmer Remington she compounded cake,
jelly and syllAbpbs TO the astonishment and
delight of the old lady she kept the two-old
china vases on the mantel brimming over with
red rain of roses she knew by instinct when
TO dsrken the room for the old mans nap on
abe wide, chintz covered sofa, and che was
better than ten doctors when Mrs. Reming>
ton had one Of her nervous headaches
81 really don't see how We ever. contrised
to 1.-Two without Marian, /" said the old genties
man.
''But she shall never leave us" said Mrs.
Remington, decidedly.
''Msfiuu-littIe bright eyos-pve goI
news" called Che old gentleman, one morn
ing through the hall 'leave those honey,
suukles for some one else to tie up, aud COME
in here. Charlie is coming home"
ITO stsy. sir 2"
"No, not to stay-his fuo city wife do
mRnds his permanent devotion" Mr.. Romina.
ton could not help speaking with sneer-.
''but ho will spend the day here on his way
to New York. should like to see Charley
and should like Charley TO see you. Do
not blush-if you arc not better looking than
his Filth avenue wife, she must be 4 paragon
among women, that's all I've got to say."
when will he be hero, sir 2"
"Iu an hour, should judge from bis ict-
ter; Charlie always did write an awful scrawI
ms and ms just alike, and half the time
be forgets to cross his t's; but suppose
that's tho fashion nOwadays"
Marion ChSuncey crept away to her room
20 brush out the golden curls, and adjust q
blue ribbon at the throat, and wonder slyly 10
herself what Charlie would say when he saw
the new element that had contriVed SO to In
terweaye itself into the home of his boyhood.
"But l don't think he'll be angry, said
Marian, in half whisper, as she pinned q
white rose to her breast, and prepared to de-
scend, in obedience to Mrs. RemiDgtons
call of:
marian, Marian, come down and see my
boy"
Charles Remington stood in the centre Of
Ihe room with his arm around his radiant lit
tie mother, while the old gentleman from his
big easy chair .delightRdIy watched over the
tAbleau, as Marian slowly advanced.
"CbarleS," said Mrs. Remington, beaming
all over, ''this is our daughter Who"
But Charles had sprang forward and caught
the slight willing figure in his arms, while
the golden hair foated in perfect cascade Of
Ourls over his shoulder.
Evelyn! My wife !"
Mr.. Remington stared at his wife. Mrs.
Remington stared at her basband.
"He's mad !" whispered the old mar,
"Charles," he added aloud, you're mistaken
this is Marian ChauDcey, our adopted dangh.
ter"
mo sir, 1t is not" fuultered the young
lady in question. ~ am Evelyn, your sons
wife. have stolen your heart on false pre-
lenses; but did long so for your love. And
when you sent for Marian who is one OF my
dearest schoolmates, persuaded her to re-
main at home, and allow me to personate her
just for few weeks. Father, mother, you
will not turn me out Of your affections DoWS"
"And you knew nothing of this7" de.
msDded old Mr.. Remington Of his son
mot word it's Evelyn's own idea.
And Evelyn, half laughing, half crying,
stole into her mother>in-law's extended arms.
''It don't seem possible that this is the
'cone here and give me kiss, MaEEVelyn,
mean"
$50 she is our real daughter, after 81,
said proud Mrs. Remington.
Evelyn had conquered their prejudices by
the enchanting wand Of love.