American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1878-01-05

neVe thaL DaDy plans Wnen 10 ne hungry,
and how to wake up!"
Young Marlowe admired her excess
sively, she was SO strong and bright.
He was handsome, amiable and true
hearted, but ssnot overstocked in his
upper story as the plaia-spoken moth
er of Frances put it. But the easy-go-
ing father only smiled and said: "The
girl doesn't need to marry brains; she
has enough for one family" What a
delightful sort of egotism it is when we
can celebrate ourselves in our chill
drenl James, however, was very slow
in screwing his courage to the asking
place. He had not that supremely self
ish feeling expressed in the song
'sEver to WOO and never to wed, Is the
merriest life that ever was led" but he
was rather abashed in the presence of
the splendid girl who was so much more
clever than he, and who had to the
fullest extent that element of character
which is far greater than self-control-
namely, self-possession.
Finding that James was likely to run
on, like the poets's brook, forever, with
his punctual calls and excessive talent
for sitting up-his inevitable invitations
and unwearied but sometimes weari-
some attentions-his coy love-making
and provoking silence when she had
| frankly shown him that it would not dis
please her to hear him speak-the reso-
lutte girls nature and habit asserted
themselves.
She made a plan.
The very next night as they returned
from walk in the soft splendOr of the
September moonlight, Frances stopped
at the door, and instead of inviting the
backward lover in, as was her wont, she
turned her calm face toward him, anC
said quietly;
s'James, am afraid 1 shall have tt
ask you not to come here so much"
The poor fellow felt, as he afterwart
expressed it, as though pitcher of colo
water had been poured down his back
Not-come-so- ?'' he falter
ed, open-eyed:
"Yes, "Gplacing the white hands
with just the hint of tremble in them
on his arms. s'You have been coming
very often, for long while, and all tn
other gentlemen stay away-as if
were your right, you know. And thing
can't go on so forever. II
f'But bless you, Fanny dear, can
stop! Make it my right to come!
supposed you knew that loved you, ant
want you"
Chow many things you dear grea
laundering men take for granted!'' sh
said conveying her forgiveness in a kiss
Language failing him-as it usual,
does fail people at such times, exceptil
novels and plays, where they ran
through whole pages when all natur
and experience suggest that they couiC
be better employed-he executed hi
part of the appropriate tableau, whicl
was rehearsed regularly several times
week, until the minister came with hi
little book, and the curtain fell.
Married year. One plan, at least
had worked well; so well that the
month-old baby-boy, snoozing in tn
cradle, was entered at college-in hi
mothers minds eye. OF course HI
wouldn't go alone, the darling little fel
low; and with both of her boys at Har
ward, and she keeping house near by
over gas-stove, in coy little cham
bers, with her daughter in the conserv
atory, life would indeed be worth liv
ing.
But amid all the inventions and de
vices of the age, no motor SO strong, NJ
force so powerful, no influence so puts
SAINT has been devised, whereby maj
can hasten or retard by heart beat tn
movement of time. And so Mistres
Marlowe had many years to fill up wit
little plans before she could enter upol
her great one. Her hap-hazard hus
band sometimes laughed at them
but he early learned not to try to thwar
or oppose them. He loved uiet life
and knew its conditions-which wa
beyond the wisdom of many who passe
for more knowing men. When " tn
Brigadier,'' as he faeetiously styled he1
planned a picnic, he groaned-but h
was discreet enough to do it inwardly
He knew what it involved: His wifi
would name the day, the spot, the route
the hour to start and return, and tn
character of ''the SPREAD" and packe
by proxy the lunch basket for ever
body who was to go. 1t was of no avai
for him to tell her that it would rain
as it generally did; that some othe
party would have the boats; that tn
pickles would be forgotten, the jar
leak out upon the sandwiches, the dishe
get broken, and the train be late. Sue
things almost always happened, and ye
she had the pleasure of laying out 's
beautiful time,'' and would sit on tn
stile and continue to smile amid the ruin
of her plans, with a sweet serenity tina
= an excursion into the happy land cou1
hardly have improved upon.
''Where shall we go next year, CAP
tain ?'' her husband would inquire, upo
such occasions, with his most aggravat
|. ing martyr-like air, as they sat waitini
for a let-up in the shower.
" Nowhere-if we wait for you t
, move, ducky," she would respond, wit
a good nature that was as invincible a
her courage. " You can laugh at m
planning, of course; but every thin;
that goes rightly, and that is guided b,
intelligence, in this world, moves upol
a plan. Do you suppose that God start
ed this world of ours, that none of u
half aDDreeiate without KNOWING wheth