Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1875-02-20

~ stood small hamper. It caught b
of eye.
so "What is that?" he asked sternly.
: II don't know, sir; it was Mr.
- Jones as did itup."
D. "Ohp
sr He turned it upside down. A ro
d of butter. fowl; some eggs and bo
: tle-the latter mingling their conten
: dashed down on the stones, the POI
'e wine running in little stream alon
n the floor.
d Don't let me find any more of thi
q shall hold you responsible for a
that comes In and goes out here" b
said to the girl, as be turned ava
In ten times bitterer mood than be
fore. The things were his own, bu
he felt as if he had committed mean
e ness in meddling with them. He strod
otto find Mr.. Peck, the gardener, COW
: keeper, pig keeper, of the farm, {,
e put matters into his hands. Mr.. Peck
with very white frock and very rec
/, face, was coming out of the COW
! shed with couple of frothing pals o.
{ milk. He did not notice the farmer
| fer there at his feet was the farmer.
, little daughter, her careless nurse
, maid leaning on the fence talking tc
one of the men.
NIFTY Pet, me want to see ee moo
cows, said the child, running past him
into the shed, the floor of which was
quite clean and nice. But Maggie,
perfectly delighted with the wishing OF
the tails, made dash forward to seize
one, and was splashed from head to
footover her plum -colored yelvet-dress
and white hat and feather.
Dear, dear I" cried Mr.. Peck, sit
1 ting down his pals and lifting her up
dear, dear here you've been and
spoiled your fine dress
A great deal to fine" said the faith
er, coming forward. Take her into
the cottage, Peck, lit stood not q
stones throw from the shetland see
if your wife cant dress the child up
in something that won't spoil so easily"
He took no notice of the nurse-maid,
who followed Mr.. Peck to claim her
charge.
The nurse took the child to her mis-
! tress.
Maggie was in red cotton frock
and brown piuafore, and had, more
over, been eating bread and treacle.
She had certainly rather more pie
bian air than usual.
Il can't help her being such
fright, cried the maid; Miss Maggie
would run into the shed and get her.
self dirty, and the master said she was
deal too fine, and ordered Mr.. Peck
to put them nasty, ugly things on her.
Shall | take them of, mum ?"
mo, said Lavinia, firmly: "leave
them for the present. Where is your
master?"
II heard him say he was going over
to the grange, and I saw him ride away"
replied the girl. "The grange" was
the mannor-house in which lived the
owner of Georges land. He was rid
ing thither as fast as his horse would
carry him. And for what purpose ?
For no less purpose than the giving
up of his tennacy, if his landlord would
take the lease out of his hands.
You are too hasty, Mr.. Goodwin"
said that gentleman. You will lose by |
it if you throw it up in this way.
Think little better of it, and come |
back to me again. If you are deter
mined to go away, will endeavor to |
meet you and give you tolerably fair |
terms; but | do not want to lose you"
He was obliged to be content with |
this, and to return home but he was
a resolute man, George Goodwin, and
not likely to change his mind when he
had made it up. He had made up his
mind to leave England.
And all the while Layinia lay long
ing for her husband, longing and wait
ing till she grewfaint and miserable
She closed her eyes and clasped her
thin white hands, and prayed to be
made able to bear her life for the sake
of her babes, and the tears oozed out
from under closed eyelids and wetted
her pale cheeks "She's fretting, |
can see" said the nurse to herself, |
"and that's why she doesn't get on, nor !
the baby neither" and she mentally |
bestowed very uncomplimedtary cpl |
thet on the master of the house, and
resolved that if possible she would |
plant a thorn or two in his pillow.
She waylaid hin, accordingly, on his |
return, and gave him rather exager-
ated account of Lavinia's condition
an account which vexed him exceed
ingly, and therefore made him more
angry than ever. "Fretting, is she 2"
he said to himself. What more does
she want? Is she not satisfied with |
running me
He could be very perverse, this man,
but he could not be cruel so he went |
up stairs at last and inquired very |
kindly for Lavinia and her baby. He |
did not think she was looking Ill and |
miserable, however, for she had flushed |
brightly at his coming and received him |
with a smile. He knew nothing of
what had been passing in her heart,
and was not only likely to know-she
would be shy IS long as she was reserv
ed. He had not been going to tell her
of his resolution just yet, but after |
moving about restlessly for some time,
out it came. "Lavinia," he said, not
venturing to look at her, I've made |
up my mind to leave England.
ITO leave England !" she repeated. |
"Why should you leave England p
Because if | stay l shall soon be a
beggaE" he replied, grimly.
"Oh, | am so sorry" she said,
"What pity / did not know before
And what will become of papa and
mamma ?" She said it all in breath, |
rising up and sitting fully reused be-
fore him.
The last words drove him wild
"She does not care straw for me, he
thought, "only thinks what will be-
come of them" Il shall leave you
and them all that | have, he said, with
passion, "and go away and earn my
bread as laborer. >
Leave the money to them, and take
me with you" cried Lavinia, looking
quite radiant as the brilliant idea
struck her. She had not understood
him any more than he had understood
her. When she had said she was sOr-
ry, it had not been for herself. but for
him; when she had said it was pity
she had not known before, it was that
she regretted having spent so much
which might have been his now; and
when she had exclaimed, What will
become of papa and mammal shewas
thinking what they would do in their
poverty without her help, and in their
/ loneliness without her presence. of
herself she had not thought at all, ex-
cept for one bright moment, as her
husbands companion, more to him
than she had ever been before, and he
to her.
lie had misunderstood her then. 1t
was impossible to misunderstood her
now. He looked at her strangely.