The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1877-06-21

grew stout and comfortables and last, in
\ aaEeat measure. the Worried look that
. had deepened on her face while she was
still gspass AID ar for sPllhp himself
J he worked steadily on at the farm, until
the months grew aintoS years, and he
a ~as, eighteen Then.the bailiff Yas dis
4 missed, and he took the manag emeni
himself. ~ '''''''S :.
F7..1Ard NO one more fis .I,m sure, Mrs.
Leigh" the bailiff said, the day he gave
overyfhe farm-into oPhiiip's keeping
g He knows his work now as thorough
|1y as can teach it; he's gone through
/ every stage of it, you see, from the
\ PleNsfgsA onemay ssy,ap t6thS har-
vesting, and if he settles down, hen do
wslkpuM 10 sI0meT
So Philip 90 settled down." and took
Alie reihs Of Sgovernment into ais own
capable hands, and was acknowledge
as master by the men with whom he had
work "a side bys5le AID il ths: erening
his mother would come and sit with him
in The Workshop while he Aplahned and
designed and carved: Eleanor Gray,
= he Tiliage schoolmistfess, held TIE can-
! die, vlwhen be waRtedha higher light
I thrown on the more intricate parts.
trSA Thank Il yo a. Nell," he would say,
tswiien shelsid -tl1e candle down again, !,
al don't know what mother-and I
should.do withoutyou sSrfor Eleanor,
being a stranger IN the village, lodged
| with Ms Leigh, and was a comp anion
seSher sftsrsc heol hours were overI .
SO yearby year passed quietly away,
and Mrs. Leigh began to look middle
aged, and Philip still took pride and
delight in the farm-still worked night
after night at his models, and Eleanor
Cray still held the candle at the difficult
parts and at last, when Philip was five-
and-twenty, and no change seemed ever
likely to come TO their. uneFehtful lives,
a change. eamea :sssp = pssnsaH So
1t was oneiexening in the spring an
evening atEleanor always remembers
with a dull, aching pain-that Philip
came in from the fields earlier than
usual, and sat down beside his mother
with his arm about her neck. saRg
"Are things going on well, Philip Pp
she asked. ii saF $3.50. sac . y
u. Very well," he answered, a little
nervously; in fact, mother, so well,
that l am thinking of leaving the farm
in your charge for while, and going
away"
"Where to, Philip" she asked, in a
trembling voice.
ITO London, he answered.
az But I thought you were happy
here"
Philip looked across at the chimney
corner, where Elenor Gray sat knitting
with her head bent down, and he saw
that the steel needles were flashing with
nervous haste in the lamp light. 4
$50 am, mother" he answered,
''But my models don't get on. / must
90 to London to see and study little
more, and work harder than do here"
--" And how long will you be gone
for?" asked Mrs. Leigh. "We shall be
so dull without you.'' II 81.
Well, I shall come back at Christ
mas to see you," he answered, ,evasive-
ly, 81 can not tell just yet when'myf
work will be finished And Nell,i he
went on suddenly, g |. leave you to
cheer my motherup.''. T., - ), iisA a
= ssOh yes,'l said Eleanor, lifting her
eyes with a bright smile that shone
through crystal tears. eel sis..-s
"And you'll not let me go without
your blessing, mother?" said Philip,
half tenderly, half playfully
! 81 don't think you could go any
where in the wide world where my
blessing wouldn't you,'' said his
motheE with soft smile. sod
j 81 And your love, lmotherP"
"Why, Philip, there's no place in
heaven or earth where my love would
not reach you,p she said; and she stoop-f
ed down and, kissed his hand. y -
Philip raised his eyes for a moment,
and 1ooked'across at the bent head in
thescfimney-corner; but Eleanor went
on knitting, and he turned back to his
mother again. 30 = 49, faS
So the day came, too soon for all of
fllel,. oa..which he started out from
the shelter-of his quiet home into the
wide and lonely world. Mrs. Leigh had
given over fretting and worrying, and
was learning TO be thankful for the
years they had had together already
for the years in which Philips restless
feet hadcbeen4satisiied with their trivial
daily round. She did not cry at all
when she stood at night1fall, straining
her eyes out intothe darkness to see the
last outline of his dim figure in the open
common-straining her ears to. ieatch
the distant echo of his footfafI;-but a
quaint fancy came to her, las she loo ked
us al Che evsning Star, as TO how the
life she had planned ont for him might.
have had something sstar-like in g
naigh have been Just as high and Clear
and still above the turmoil Of this hod-
Blesone world might hay ebeeh like it,
! q foe slto Which an eyes e6nll have