The herald and mail. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 1873-188?, 1875-06-11
THE HEIRES>' LOVER.

1HE HEIRESS LOVER,
We're going to take some CITY
bOarders," said Farmer Parsons, as he
Eut his packages of sug"r and tea into
the big basket he had brought to "the
store IN his wagon. "Wife and / will
Re down to fetch EN- to morrow. There's
lady and some children, and a young
lady, great heiress. She's In mourn
ing for her uncle that left the property {;
so she can't go 90 lively place. Quite
a young gal and very pretty. Two
pounds Cf raIsiUs, Mr.. Jones, and some
of them currants reckon pound IL
do"
News Is news in the country. The
farmers audience listened inteutly. The
doctor -yOunv ID 'ctor Purl-whO had
stopped in for letters-the store was
also the POstc ffice-took note of every
word, and Marcus MOreland, who had
come to post letter also, remembered
what the old man had said. As he
walked awav, Pretty young girl" he
said to himself An heiress gets the
reputation Of being pretty probably
she is not half as nice looking as Farmer
Parsons own daughters, and heiresses
are apt 10 think too much of them
selves
An bejress," said the doctor, as he
jumped into his gig. Well, I shall go
over to see Parsons pretty soon. No
placa like the country for a courtship,
and fellow who marries an heiress
need not wait year in and year out to
bnild up his practice. | wonder how
much she is really worth? great
heiress. That oughtn't 10 mean less
than hundred thousand dollars. l
shOuld like a wife with nice little bank
account of that size. Yonng and pretty,
too it's rare chance"
The city bOarders came next day. The
IOungers at the store saw them get into
the wagon-a fat young natron and
three little girls, nurse, a baby, and a
young lady dressed in mourning. The
storekeeper's wife noticed the elegant
cut OF the OverskiIt which the latter
wore, and more than one saw the dia-
mond ring flash on her finger but it
was Just dark, and the beauty was not
settled point, for no one could see her
face.
Marcus Moreland, who was the poor
ciergymau's son, ard had Just fought
his way through college with prospect
of teaching the male department of the
district school that winter as his best
one, while working in his fathers gar
uen the next morning, was placed IN
position to Judge or this ma ter.
He heard a little scream, and looking
mp saw a very pretty yeung lady, and a
very pretty little boy, flying in t. rror
from perfectly harmless, broad faced,
white milch COW, who, in the excess of
her content, as she stood knee deep in
the water of pond chewing the cud,
had elevated her nOstrils, and turning
her slow, brown eyes in the direction of
the pedestrians, uttered a long, low
moO-o-o.
"Ohl" screamed the young lady,
family, Cant You run faster, Tom
my? l think she's coming after us."
L beg your pardon, ma'am," cried
Marcus, jumping the paling fence
but Moody won't touch you. She
wouldn't hurt any one. She's perfectly
harmless. See !" and he approached
the pond side and patted the white
head. "See-we've had her ten years,
and she's the gentlest creature"
I'm quite ashamed of myself. but
E'm not used to cows" said the Young
lady, 81 thought I'd made her angry;
and when you have other peoples chill
drcu with yCu it's such responsibility.
Tom, don't touch the gentleman's flow
ers. I'm ashamed of You"
For city Tom, with general idea that
1.-The country belonged to everybody
was helping himself to roses.
OF course after that Marcus pIucked
flowers for Tom, and bouquet for the
yOUuG lady aud as she walked bewitch.
ugiy mp the road, with the flowers
ag INST her PIE ty chm, decided that
th's helress certainly was the lOyeliest
thing that his eyes had ever rested
upon.
That afternoon doctor Purl rode over
to Mrs. Parsons made a call; was in
trOductd decided that the heiress
was beauty; conyerscd with her in
manner ca culated to prove that he at
least was no country humpkin made
point of looking at his elegant watch
before he left; aud had the satisfaction
ot teeiIng that he had made an impress
siOE.
May Dimple was very Young. very in
experienced, ami very willing TO think
the best of everybody. At eighteen she
was mistress of fine fortune. and be.
ing an orphan, her own mistress alto
gether. Her heart was vet white. nm
written sheet, and the first that made
love TO her was likelS to win it. Vague
longlngs for that peculiar tenderness
which only lover can offer already
possessed her soul, and she was Just the
sort OF little woman to forget her own
advantages, and feel very grateful for
love ana admiration. The doctor was
tal and hne-IoOkng, and she caught
herself blushlng as she looked into the
glass after his departure, and thought
what soft look bad come iutO his ewes
as ne Hoped they should meet again.
Meau~mle Marcus MOreland had been
thinking about her more than she
guessed, and that evening there was an
other introduction.
Marcus not make big eyes at her,
nor try to show his superiority to his
neighhors, neither had he any gold
wa'ch to consult. He was younger than
the doctor by zen years, and very much
of Toy still, ard the rising moon
iouud May, her little cousin Tom and
Marcus all sitting together on the lower
step Of the porch, talking of blaCkber
ryIng, rs three children might.
The helTess wore linen dress and a
knot of blue ribbon in her hair. Mar
Gus forgot she was all heiress. 1t was
Ouiy dear little girl, just the nicest
creature he ever met, who looked at him
frankly with her blue eyes-real blue
eyes, not blue gray. He went home in
the first stages of love, and sat at the
window looking at the moon, and think
ing of her nearly all night
May had never had anything like a
beau III her life. Shut up with an iu-
valid uncle in a great city home that was
like a pTIsOn-seeing nO one but the
doctor and nurse, and now and then
some old gentlemen, whom her uncle
was persuaded to admit on the score of
old friendship she had NJ idea that she
might be belle
Life wss all new To her. Even her
cousin was new found relative who had
50 taken a notion to her." when the
friends gathered at the old mans
funeral.
People who had never remembered
little May until the news of her heiress-
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