The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1875-11-12

nOt Cllc6Ilul. IHdb hight Ie SITOHcu
carclessly by the shop, button the OPP
pOsite side of the way Nothing was
to be seen of Jennie. He walked on
in brown study, then crossed over, and
went deliberately by the shop, with only
one eve, however, turned in its direction,
but not a sign of Jennie. He went back
to the barracks in detected state of
mind.
Its an awful pity; such nice girl;
and there's the cottage all ready for her
to step into, and me ready to retire from
the service and good trade at my back;
it's too bad, all along of that Captain
MCGEE, too. And the truth the gar
den (of the cottage) all ripe and no one
to pick it.
The very next morning John Weare
walked deliberately into the shop and
asked for penny newspaper, and had
the felicity of being served by Mrs.
Evans.
"Quite astranger, Mr.. Weare," she
said; but that was the only remark she
made, and for the life of him he could
not screw up his courage to ask for her
sister.
That night John Weare was mis-
cradle.
"She can't care rush for me-" he
thought, and marched all over the town,
and nearly to Greenwich and back in
his excitement.
The next day was lucky one for
John. He came across Bibbs. Bibbs
was Mrs. Evans oldest boy. No one
knew what his real name was, or why he
was called Bibbs; but he was never called
anything else.
"Bibbs," said John Weare, "come
and have some fruit" and he carried
him off in triumph to the cottage and
stuffed him with gooseberries till he
couldn't move, and with black currants
till his mouth was as black as a crow.
Then he carried him inside and stood
him on the table and sat down before
him.
"How old are you, Bibbs?"
He thought it better to begin the con-
versation with a question.
Five and a half. Is that your sword
up there%
Eyes. Who gave you those bronze
shoes, Bibbs?"
Now he knew Jennie had given them
to him, but he so wanted to hear her
name.
"Auntie. She's going away soon,"
he addeu. "Let me look at your sword
now"
Where's she going TOP" he asked in
CONSERVATION.
"Devonshire. Dolet me try on that
sword"
''Why is she going?.' he asked with a
sick feeling at his heart.
"ShelI i'll, | think; and she's always
crying now; one day she was crying over
hersiIver thingyou gave her, and kissing
it like anything"
The "siIver thing" was little heart
Of about the size Of a shilling, which
he had bought at Charlton fair last Dc
tober and timidly requested her to ac-
cept.
John Wcare jumped up and showed
Bibbs his sword, and carried him on his
back all over the place, and entreated
him to have more black currants III his
delight But Bibbs declined.
Aunt Jennie's going to bring me
some from Ethan tonight" he said.
So Jennie was going to Ethan, was
she! John Weare took Bibbs home,
and on his way presented him with q
white woolly lamb that moved on
wheels and squeaked, and monkey
that went upa stick in being gently
pushed.
CRYING over her silver thing!" said
John Weare. "TIl go and hang about
the ETHAN road till | see her and beg
hefpardon.
And he went, and Jennie met him,
and poutcd and declared she hadn't
once thought Of him, and then broke
down and cried. And John begged
her pardon, and declared he had been
a hcartIess brute; and then Jennie con-
tradicted him, and said it was all her
fault, and told him how Mrs. Dunlop,
the ColonePs wife, had one day walked
in and told her, in the kindcst possible
manner, that she was spelling her sisters
business, for the ladies who had been
interested in her welfare kept away be
cause of Jcnnie's flirting propensitics,
which filled up the shop with Idle off
GERS, who were always i'll the way; and
how she had been 50 ashamed and
wretched, and so cut up at the deser-
ton of John Weare, that she had de
termincd to 90 back to Devonshirc.
But you won't now?" he said, as
they leaned over the style leading to
the Ethan fields. "You'H get ready
at once, and we'll be married as soon as
possible, before the fruit in the garden
is spoilt%
1t took a long time to talk her into
it (about three-quartcrs of an hour, but
then she was very happy at heart, and
chattcrcd like young magpie, and told
John how she had snubbed Captain
Niece, and had thrown all his flowers
out of the window.
"And it really was all through that
dear Bibbs that you waylaid me to-
night ?" she asked.
"Certainly."
"Why, but for him l might never
have seen you again ??
perhaps not"
"TIl give Bibbs a regular hug when
| get homc," she thought. And she |
did; and the day before she was married
she bought him rocking-horse, which |
he delights in to this day.-CassclPs |
NaJasi'1e.
New BOYS SUITs.-Boys of two,
three and four years of age are dressed
in kilt suits. Thsse for two-year-olds
have the waist and skirt all in one
piece. At four years, jackets of fanci-
full cut arc added, to be worn over the
waist. The skirts do not differ mate
riaIIv from those Of last season, being