The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1877-01-18

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but shadow came over Johns hand.
some face, Az
al hope I shall see you often, Daisy.
You'll be at the picnic on Tuesday
Cressington, keep that sun shade over
her head. Good-by till see yos
again"
His horse was pranelng restlessly,
and he was off like dart and out Of
sight when Daisy bowed good-by to her
uniformed gallant at the gate. ssf
"What a handsome fellow John
Maurice has grown to be, hasn't he,
OncleP"
Daisy was slipping her coffee slowly
that Tuesday mornings cloudiess
June day, that the gods had arranged
for the Castledean .party's picnic, and
Daisy, her lovely OGDEN hair brushed
of her forehead In loose Furnished
waves, and caught at the back Of the
head with pale blue ribbons, was i'm
patiently trying to get through her tor
let. rFy FEF az
Her uncle buttered a slice Of home
made bread with keen relish.
s' You might travel a seven-days'
journey and not come across his equal.
And he's lucky, too. He sold his in
-terest in that railroad for ten times
what he gave, enough to buy him the
prettiest lttle farm in the country
Edge Wire and it's stocked first-class,
can tell you He's bousd to make a
fortune, and they say that Winchester
girlll bring him CONSIDERABLE -
He'll never think of her money.
He's not that kind of man at all. "
Aunt Mary stole glance at the girls
"5ohn's splendid fellow, and his
wife'l be the happiest woman going. 1
do say, Daisy, nothing would nave
pleased your uncle and better if John
had taken a notion to you"
"fou should have said if had taken
a notion to John. But you see-I have
not"
She threw kiss coquettishly and van
ished through the door to have a fool
ish cry up in her room before she
dressed herself.
And when Colonel Cressington drew
up in his two-horse phaeton, he thought
he had never seen such a perfect pic
ture Of girlish beauty and happiness in
all his life.
And Maurice dashed by in his chaise
with Nellie Winchester, radiant in
white muslin and rose ued ribbons, in
time to get bow and a cleaning smile
from Daisy, and to think, with another
of those shadows on his face that Daisy
had seen before, that Colonel Crossing
ton and Daisy were good-very good
friends. ... ..r.-... .....
The long summer day had crept
pleasantly along and the heightened
shadows were warning the gay pic
hickers it was time to be preparing for
return.
Colonel Cressingt6n and Nellie Win
chester kad strolled off arm-in-arm an
hour before, and Minnie Castledean and
dozen others were lounging on the
soft sward, gossiping, laughing and en-
joying dolce far ntente generally,
while Maurice was walking about I'M
observed, aforementioned by the others,
with head bent down, as if in cloee
search for something lost-hls ring that
until several minates before he had not
missed, and, missing, had at once COM
menced to hunt for.
Not that it was so valuable.
But panied, white look On his face
that had been there at intervals all day
intensified as he thought how dear that
simple band was to him, and why.
He went on and on, separating fur
Their and further from the party, until
sobs, low, indistinct, as if unsuccess-
fully suppressed, but unmistakable
sobs, attracted his attention, and a Sec
ond's continuance in the direction he
was going brought him in full view Of
Daisy May, with her head bowed on
her hands and her frame convulsed
with violent weeping, and glistening on
her fair finger the eirclet of gold for
which he was searching. AL q
Seeing him she sprang to her feet,
and dashing the tears from her eyes
said:
81 found your ring, Mr.. Maurice"
She drew it off her finger and handed
it to him, calling all the powers of an
unhappy, foolish little heart to her aid
to make her. strong and Indifferent
who had been sitting there kissing and
crying over Johns engagement ring.
John took the ring, and, holding it
between his fingers and thumb, looked
in her face, with his own pale and
eager. 'Aly N-.@ iAi--
DAISY, tell me you were crying be-
cause you love me. Is it so? Daisy,
my only, own darling. l almost dread
to have your answer, for ! fear it will
be no. But-do you love me, my dar-
lingP" 4Ue4 - ~ SO ~10
A sudden glory flashed over her face,
her very soul looking out of her eyes.
Then, her lips quivering piteously:
sob! John, how can you talk to me
so? Nellie Winchester"
He pressed her suddenly closely to
him and pushed her head down on his
shoulder.
"Look up, little one. Nellie Win
chester is nothing to me, although ru-
NOR has said so. You are all the world
to me, darling. Am l so to youP Will
you take the ring l bought when heard
you were coming home, and determin-
ID 70 Saor1ro Won for my own "a soon as