The Morristown gazette. [volume] (Morristown, Tenn.) 1867-1920, 1878-04-17
VOL. 12.---NO. 5.

Evans son with me. and lie knows
all about meats and things !; I'll learn
after awhile. You'll give me
your
"Grest heavens! Is it's it yeu p;
Yes, sir, /. Maurice Basil Cam.
eron, Jr.''
think that Junior" was the
bitterest drop in the wbo.e cup of
he old man. | really believe that.
Tor a moment. he repented naming
his son after himself. Too angry.
too much astonished to know what
TO say. he turned on his heel and
walked away; but he could not es.
cape the memory of that awful sign
BOARD three times that week deli
cate straw colored hand-bills were
thrust ander his eyes by boys who
were distributing them through the
town, and all bore the same legend
every time he picked up a newspa.
per he saw Maurice's advertisements
oil OF hiss sacquaintanees were laugh
ing over Maurice's freak (as they
called it, and not a few men an
plauded the young man and blamed
hlm. 1t was a genuine agony.
Then, too. he loved the -bov and
missed his bright face from the
home that was SO quiet withsut him
he knew his wife mourned deeply
over the separation and strongly
suspected that she visited the obnox-
ious shop-every- day he did not
want to hurt her feelings, so he never
asked her where she bought their
meat and poultry and as the new.
butcher was doing thriving trade
there was no hope of his sneing for
mercy or for help. ste7g aa4
Three months passed aud a day
came that for twenty eight years Mr..
and Mrs. Cameron had held as a
home festival-their wedding ami.
versary. The night before it dawn
ed Basil Cameron knew that his wife
had cried all night. How could she
keep a festival without her boy?
ooh, dear he groaned, rs he left
the house after breakfast, l must do
it. The boy is as stubborn-as T
am; and | can't see his mother fret.
He shall have his country girl-con-
found her Just as he had the ham,
mer and the looking glass when he
was baby
Richard, the coachman, also FAM
cied himself crazed when his master
tod him to drive out on the Barton
road to Farmer Litchfield's, instead
of down to the bank as usual early
in the morning.
Does Miss Sophie Litchfield live
here?' he asked of a pretty little
girl who was just coming out the
front door Of the house pointed out
to him as Litchfield's.
+" Yes, sir, please walk in; she's
in the parIor."
Instead of q slipshod. blewsy girl.
Mr.. Cameron found Sophie to be
very attractive young lady quite as
well hammered and as pleasant as
Lottie FELTON,. His visit was far
longer than he intended. for he end
ed by going all over the farm with
the father while the daughter was
making a few changes in her dress
preparatory to spending the day
with her future mother-in-Iaw. Mrs,
Cameron had smiles instead of tears
that day, for she not only had her
boy at home again, but discovered
that Sophie was just exactly the sort
of girl she had always pictured as
Maurice's wife. ~ could not have
chosen better myself was her yer-
dict.
Maurice stuck to his determina-
tien to go into business instead of
playing the fine gentleman all his
life, but readily agreed to his fath-
er's proposition to buy an interest in
the only wholesale dry-goods house,
in the town, saying that he certainly
preferred that to his former occupa-
tion+-" but then was poor, and
beggars must not be choosers you
know. '--PracticaE Farmer.