The weekly clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1863-1882, 1877-12-19

enenvod ihe name of Kitty
and Frank Forester Bot llaf
nance does nos seem lacalm h.a eI..l
feelings im the least a9 De- mataa um
little note and reads once mcre
''My doar uncle. forgive me. but gou
tried 70 play me 9 trick and 7 would no.
let you. Hyou bad given mo mY own
way and nay own timc 90 decide ur o-
tiny. / might nos have done this. aal
you were Cor diapaiohing the buslue
have helped you All ] could Give mT
love 10 Cousin Augustus ieil h.m Che
good time has come, Use dimes ere going
into another pocket i should .ise Or
ride after the span Of grave bat oeioc. io
the driver; and, as a final warming cen
him never 10 throw waste paper out OF d
window, or % believe q young ladv
means yes, when she only throws hewcIf
into bis arms and makes believe cry. IT
am obliged for all your kindnesa, my
best uncle, and feel in my Utmost heart
that you will forgive your little orphaned
Kitty, or else I should be very miaora-
BILE 4; but as il is, 1 can't"
s'Forgive her-never TO dare Oh
thwart me thus-and Frank Forester ~
all persons ia this wide world I never
''What does she mean about span of
grays, etc." asked Mrs. EIwood in a lco.
Bile voice, from the depths of the lounge
pillow, where she had tainted away and
come to at her ieisure-iho gentleman
being too much occupied % attend to
her.
"Heaven only knows what She means
believe she has gone stark mad 4 have
great mind to follow my lady. and iaEo
her to an insane asylum; then 4 guess
she would pay for this business"
Its too late, Henry, too late now.
sobbed Mrs. ElwoOd Lee them e.;
shall never recover this disgrace. A
runaway match Oh, dear : rather than
that, would have given my consent
and Frank is good enough, for all II
know"
"Never mention his name again,
Numbered Deacon ElwOod, snidmn t0.
ward the kitchen door. Bridget bring
in the breakfast; we won't atarve our.
selves because that gypsy has gone Aus
gustus sic here. feel sorry for you iu
this matter, but nothing can be done, ODD
see" he said sympathizinglY.
Nothing" sighed the disappointed
bridegroom elect, slipping bic coffee witch
Hnuu AANa AZ 10 NNWAoNA MAEAf.Aa...N.a
though, going back 10 town.
But the fcst stage carried him never
theless, and some of the passengers were
from the village, and were behind Che
scenes, and made IL manifest by e'y
hints, which he bore like a martyr to- al
appearance but many were the mutter-
ed curses bestowed upon the bright head
Of Kitty Elwood in that lonely home
ward journey; and to this hour be ro-
mains unmarried, an inveterate hater of
womankind, and brown.eyed, domuro-
looking Kitties in particular
-Four years later Kitty Forester
wrote
81 am glad you can forgive me at
last you have held out long time, and
done hravely. like my home here 90
is beautiful to watch the sun 20 down
over these great rolling prairies stall my
heart turns lovingly toward home, and
all its old memories, aud since you wish
it we will come"
And so, at last, Frank Forester
brought his young wife home and Co.
day there is a path worn hard through
the green meadow where they all 90 but
Kitty and her little Frank oftOnest Of nll,
over the alder iringed brook, that RUS
tic bridge spans, TO the FOresters home
stead beyond,