The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1876-11-10

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keTwo cents =" cried Philip, with a
1erry laugh, and then related his ad-
Sntnre.
seBy the way" said Randall, shall /
met YOU at my aunt's tonight? I've
penlised to dine there. I saw Aunt
Faly this morning-almost the frst
pess0n l spoke to after l landed. OF
coarse had to promise to take my first
dilner there after an absence of six
years in Europe"
q yes supposs- shall he -there.--
ixstT'fned Clarkson, sulkily, although
Ishall probably be looked on as dc trop,
now Aat the heir Of the family has re-
turned"
g Ny dear boy, don't talk nonsense. I
Bever was the least bit sweet on Cousin
Annie; and even if I was, Cousin Annie
sjust the kind of girl to sing
e'Though father an mither an a should
gang mad,
Whistle, an ri come to ye. my lad"
Now, you know l never could whistle,
while you We're always famous at.it. So
eame tonight as usual
Philip Randall found his Cousin Annie
more handsome and spirited than ever
and observation Of the young lady soon
2Sured him that the must difficult part
Of his friend Clarkson's wooing had been
achieyed-the maiden was won. But
moi the maiden's mamma. 1t had been
TIE dream of Mrs. Anderson's life TO
make match between her daughter and
her favorite nephew and 50, TO avoid
/ making himself obnoxious to either OF
The ladies, Philip gave his undivided
attention to his little Cousin Harry. The
/ baby he had not yet seen, but he was
pnmised view Of that interesting
ohsrub; and presently he was gratiied,
for the nursery governess having come
totake Harry away TO bed, led in master
ystor. She passed 10y Philip with a side
glnoe, and a feeting blush, and her
heightened color attracting his attention.
He gave her a pointblank look, and took
spittle Victor and hugged him.
aOho, my fine fellow, you know me"
he said. Bless me It's my little
conidence-woman !" thought Philip to
himself
30, yes"' called out master Victor,
with the awful memory of childhood.
"Iknow you-you gave Ellen pennies" "
And then the adventure of the horse
carwas related again and under cover
of laughter, and bushes, Miss Maybe
disappeared with her two charges, loudly
clanoring for leave TO stay longer with
o5.sa- Pk:IiP, and declaring they
COUNT sleep for hours Notwithstand-
ing which vociferous declaration, they
wen both of, in less than ten minutes
in the land OF dreams, and when the lit
tIenursery governess followed them there,
visions Of the handsome Philip attended
her slumbers.
As a matter Of course, Mrs. Anderson's
famous nephew spent much OF his time
at his aunt's house. He was constantly
meeting Ellen Maylie-on the stairs, in
the breaklast-room, in the nursery,
where he often went 10 play with the
boys, and in many places besides; indeed,
the little nursery goyerness seemed to be
ubiquitous, for her attention to her
young charges made it necessary that
she should be everywhere, and as nearly
as possible at the same time. On every
occasion Philip seemed 10 discover new
/ beauties in her dear little face; first it
was her wide-open, childish eyes, 50 ike
/ a doves then the long dark Iashes,
/ curling up at the ends lake a baby's; or
tie peach bloom of the round cheeks, or
the moist, dewy lips, or the wavy tresses
Of chestnut hair. Surely no little woman
had 50 many beauties. And always
Philip finished up his observations with
bis first thought, She's perfect rose
bud Of a girl no wonder the boys love
her Why, l could love her myself, if
vas little boy"
As for Miss Maybe, the radiant Philip
vas to her the realization Of all the fairy
princes that she had ever read of; and
long before she even expected it, every
one in the house down to Harry and
Victor, knew that she was over head and
ears in love with Philip Randall. Miss
Maybe herself was brought to a realizing
sense of her indiscretion in very un-
pleasant manner; for Mrs. Anderson,
seeing that her plans in regard to Annie
and Philip were going all crooked, lost
her head and twitted the nursery gov
gTnes with being the cause.
In angry woman, without necessarily y
: Icing bIack-hearted wretch, will some
lines say very harsh and cruel things to
her dependents; and although Mrs An
herson was not at all cruel woman, her
kongue lasAed the little nursery goyerness
Tin every word seemed to tear the girls
sensitive spirit. Between her deep and
passionate sobs, she could find no word
h. defend herself-indeed she could
scarcely breathe; but stood a statue OF
sdespair, with dropping figure and face
downcast, utterly overcome with shame
land modification, and yet thrilled to the
VERY tips of fingers with absurd, deliciou:
iov for in her passion Mrs. Anderson had
said that she was the cause why Philip
didn't propose to Anne. o, then he must
love her-could it-could it be?
Z Mrs. Anderson did not observe that
her loud and angry tones had brought
stwo witnesses to the scene; and now
philip came forward and put his arm
round Ellen Maybe, and drew her rosy
,'tear-wet face against his breast.
f Yes aunt" he said, you are quite
r;obt l love this little girl, and I an
goiun to marry her-if she viii have ne
s. YOU musn' tscold her any more. Ellen,
darling, look up and tell me-will yo1
/ be my wife ?"
! 40. Philipl" murmured Ellen, anc
philip was entirely satisfied.
"And, mamma, dear" said the seconC
spectator, coming forward, it's no us
- zcold Philip on my account, for ever
= Miss Maybe were not in the way hf
could not marry me. It's too late.
,oarried Will Clarkston last night"
40. Annie - screamed Mrs. Ander