The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1875-03-04
THE MIDsUMMER MASK.

so clrcumvented pair of schemers, or
more, He was one Of those gay, gal
liant goOd-for-nothings, folks said, whom
the ladies dotted upon, and whom no
body eoald find it in his heart to blame
seriously when his handsome face was
present, but one who would never come
to anything better than marrying a for
tune. Unstable as water, taking up
law one moment 90 lay it down in favor
OF physlc the next, who had flung chem
lstry aside to dabble in oils or water
colors, and had tried almost everything
but theology. One day he took it into
his head to try the ocean, but after the
hrst tough voyage his enthusiasm had
died a natural death but Grandfather
Chsselden simply put his foot down
albeit equity one-as folks Thought he
ought to have done earlier, and insisted
that Jack should stand by his last choice
of a profession.
won't leave you q red cent, not a
red cent, sir, unless you put your own
shoulder to the wheel" he assured his
grandson.
In other words, T" said Jack, lightly,
MS was his wont, "unless 1 paddle my
own canoe. But I'm going to marry a
fortune, you know" struggling his fine
shoulders.
And prey on her Golfers? A pretty
how-do ye. do for a Cheselden."
Now Grandfather Cheselden had no.
body but himself to thank for this
affair of Jacks with Emilia BeIRravia.
He had done all in his power to bring
it about he had condescended to lend
himself to the wiles of matchmaking.
Jack had been as INDECENT and indiffer-
emit lover as ever the sun shown on,
Heaven knows, waveringin love, thought
his grandfather, as in every thing else
but he had talked to Jack roundly; his
great-aunt had demonstrated that his
honor was concerned, that he had hirted
with Miss Belgravia till Irritation was
no longer virtue the family had
courted and flattered him Emilia her
self seemed nothing loath; and the
poor fellow had been absolutely worried
INTO an engagement, but revenged him
self by wearing his chains loosely
enough. The Cheseldens were fam
1ly who had come in with the food, so
70 speak, while the Belgravians of a
few generations back had cebbled
shoes but, to equalize things, they
had cobbled to such purpose that their
Golfers were now Overlooking, while the
Oheseldens' financial credit was on the
decline. The Cheseldens wanted money.
the Belgravians hankered after family.
They played into each others hands.
and Jack was the tool, who simply
wanted to be let alone. As for Emilia
well, she shared the family ambition.
doubtless, and if she were in love with
Jack-and, mind, haven't committed
her-she was not the first girl who
loved him without cause. So the af-
fair was arranged. Emilia was q beauty
IN her way-not the way Jack would
nave chosen, perhaps, but he liked well
enough to dance with her, to hold her
ian how better could q sailor spend his
holiday than in flirtingP what more
natural? But he felt a sort of hateful
pride, be it said, when strangers turned
70 look after her leaning on his arm.
Then the BelgraVias' was a pleasant
home III which to while away ones time
since nothing more fascinating offered
since Grandfather Cheselden's CONT had
made him testy, and!bis failing had made
him stingy.
Perhaps wo would have been more
eager to rivet his chains, and would
have loved them better, had it not han
pened that the -4EOIlts had brought home
passenger on her last voyaRe-the
voyage that Jack had wished to escape
that Grandfather Cheselden had in,
sisted upon me taking The passenger
was pale girl, with none of Emilia's
vivid colors, shining amidst no pomp
OF circumstance like Emilia a girl
VINO was coming home to fill a gov
SIness place IN America, and who fell
III on the trip, and called Jacks smat-
tering OF medicine into use. Physician
ana patient could not long remain
gfrnnOnFq and Tanlr r
pleasant to arrange her neck chair t0
bring her work, to read to her when
the light dazzled her, and TO listen 70
her simple condolences; then there
were long twihghts spent together.
when she sang sHatches of sea-sonos
when they seemed to forget that onIV a
little while ago they had not known
OF each others existence. Grandfather
Cheselden had not counted upon anv
such experience as these as among the
dangers of the deep.
On, 1 wish could have staid in the
Old World longer T. she said. one dav
when they had been talking abo1t
oathedrals and pictures.
And pray why didn't youP" asked
Jack. in his headlong way.
Oh, hundred reasons. Mrs. Nitro
didn't want my services any longer.
You know, l went out as governess TO
Mrs. Nitre's children. 1 Thought IL was
such an opportunity And here / am
coming home after six months-onlv
I'm going to somebody else's home
bnt I'm not sorry, on the whole" with
little sigh.
Neither am 1. cculd almost bless
Mis-. Nitre. But tell me, have her chill
ar"n learned all they KNOWN six months
lit wouldn't take long, Tn afraid !,
they were apt scholars, A" laughed Dawn
but / didn't please Mrs. Nitro ON
closer acquaintance.
Didn't please Mrs. Nitre She must
world" 'AAs
a., $50 Mr.. Hughes said" A slip of
ask r. AZ was No' Hi'y
Nobody but Mrs. Nitre's brother, 4"
=" Nobody but her brother All, YOU
pleased him too well, see. Subtle
Mrs; Nitrel That's the answer TO tn >
He was very good to me, but
Little bushes chasing each other over
her face and hiding in the dimples.
Bnt you weren't in love with him ?
Mrs, Nitre was more scared than hurt?'
No, was never in love. But she
was very good, ON the whole. She Sc
cured me the place I'm going TO. II
wasn't her fault If she thought 1 couldn't
resist the temptation, being only poor
governess."
" And what did Mr.. Hughes say ."
de did not know her plans. He
was away shooting on a gentleman's
place somewhere"
The shooter shot Poor fellow
He will be sure TO follow after YOU"
" No, indeed. He wouldn't know
where to find me; and he knows it
would be-"
Loves labor lost? Well, I'm OBJ
hged to Mrs. Nitre myself" said Jack.
And don't owe her a grudge," re-
turned Dawn Cabot Undoubtedly
Jack, with nothing ahead in the world,
and slim prospects, with no profession
IN hand, with the intention of throw
ing up sea-faring life at the first
chance, had no sort of right to saw
pretty things and neat little compli-
ments to this waif, Dawn Cabot. to
lnOE fO6a lone snA