The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1877-05-31

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Mrs. Farley had called him: while Mr.
johnson asserted, with less elegance, that
he was "owl- editor of one of them pa
pers that never tells the truth"
Poor people assimilate more readily
| than those who surround themselves with
| the barriers of form and ceremony; and,
in one week of their neighbOrly prOx-
! unity, Mr.. Harley and the EtiBs ElleTs-
! lies hid become The best of friends.
The loop has come off my necktie
again." Mr.. Harley began, apologetic-
ally. Dare I venture to ask you 10 sew
it on a second time, Miss Emily 2"
Emily smiled aid nodded as she
| threaded her needle with black silk, and
put on thrifty-loOking thimble.
d" Is anything the matter, Miss kate"'
asked Harley as he observed the elder
sisters flushed cheeks and discounted
mood"
| Nothing" she answered, petulahtly,
u but the old stOfy-poverty and humil-
iation. Oh. wish l were dead; or,
better STILL she went on, with increas-
ing energy, " wish the villain who
cheats us out of all our money were
deadI"
Mr.. Harley WINGED a little, and no
wonder, Emily thought; her sister had
spoken with unrestrained vehemence.
"Kate, Katel" she said softly, "yOu
don't consider. He IS net to blame be-
cause the law has given him what was
rightfully his own"
"He is, l sayw burst out Kate, but
then she repressed herself. "GiVe me
the shirts, Emily" she said, Tesignedly.
''We can't starve. Now the foOtsteol
and the work-basket. And Just df&w
! that curtain; the SUMS shining in enough
to dazzle forty pairs of eyes"
Patiently Emily trudged hither and
! thither fOr her sister, only too glad that
the storm of Rates temper was tempo
rarily averted by Mr. Harley's presence
| The young man. Quietly Observant of all
| that transpired around him, began to
think that, after all, Kate was not so
! beautiful as he had at first supposed.
! Emily had the sweetest, more Madonna
| like face. Their she was so gentle, so
quietly resigned.
Emily always was a drudge, said
Miss Ellerslie, contemptiously. She
never had any more spirit than canary
! bird"
So Emily did the work of the con-
traCted little room, washed and irOned
kate's laCes, arranging her sisters lux
uriant hair, sat up at night to finish the
sewing Kate had thrown aside " because
it made her nervous" hours before, and
was sunny and happy through it all,
while Kate sighed over her fat, and
persuaded herself that she was the most
| wretched of created beings.
And one day Mr.. Harley astonished
her out of her equanimity by proposing
to marry her.
! - - l. -
| " the young man must have a very good
No"
Emily hung her head until she looked
like a sweetpea vine that has been ex-
| posed to the June sunshine.
Pm afraid l said yes, she faltered.
" What on earth could have induced
| you to accept him ," demanded Kate,
with both hands impIoringly uplifted.
Because l love him said Emily,
| plUcking up courage.
The selfishness or some people -
sObbed Kate, burying her face in her
pocket-handkerchief. q suppose you
never once thought what was to become
| of me-"
Innocent Emily felt that she had in
deed been a monster of ingratitude and
egotism.
Wen must provide for our sister Kate,
in some way or other, said Mr.. Harley,
when Emily timidly confessed her tribu-
latiOn to him.
" Wait and see, little girl
Kate Ellerslie gave her brOther-in-law
| elect rather a cool greeting that evening
when he dropped in, as usual, about nine
o'clock.
i nope you congratulate us?" he
said, haughtily.
"Of course you have my best wishes, :"
she answered with some little acerhity.
q 1t will be your turn next, Kate"
She tossed her head heartily.
=" am in no particular hurry"
",WOuldn't it be nice, chapter of rO-
nance in real ife,' he added, smiling,
elf Murray LennOx, to whom the law
has awarded property that was once
yours, should come and marry you ~
Nonsense ~ said Kate, sharply
" Such things don't happen in real life"
i" Do they not? But just let me sup
pose it only for once. What would you
say p
mo, of course"
And you, Emily"
My heart is already given away, she
answered, smiling and blUshing.
She looked at him in surprise.
My darling" he said, "I have de-
ceived you all this time. am not John
Harley, but Murray Lennox, your dis
tant cousin. | came here to study your
characters apart from the disadvantage
which would surely follow me were 1
known as the unwilling usurper of your
fortunes. Nor do l regret the use. Upon
my wedding day, Kate, l shall settle
upon you enough to make you entirely
independent. AS for Emily" with a
smile, " she must te cOntented with her
fortune as my wife"
Certainly Miss Emily looked more than
contented.
Its quite an unusual proceeding"
said Mr.. Arkwright, when he was called
upon to draw out the papers; but I've
lived long enough to cease being aston.
ished at anything. And love is certainly
better mediator than law"
Who can doubt that Mr. Arkwright
was correct in Lis conclusions?
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