The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1878-06-27

! bOuvelard lent a warmer charm to the
snug little home l was leaving, and ]
| found ] was not alone In my Tpprecia-
tion. Ne sooner had it become known
that my little place was In The market
than offers began to pour in from differ
ent quarters. All these offers were re-
ferred to the agent, who told me one
merning as he was passing that the house
had been rented and the furniture sold
some time since TO a young married
couple
Here's another pair in search of a
nuptial nest." said, SIS l prOpped up
an iDgeDiously carved bit of cigar box
on the maple tree beneath my window.
l ielt little blue as went in to break
fast, and bad scarcely broke my egg
when the bell rang, and found Black
at the door. His face was ashy pale, and
his hand trembled upon his gold>headed
cane.
No more bad neWs?" l stammered
out, for some sps culations of ours had
turned out very disastrously of late.
I'm q ruined man." said Black,
sinking into a chair by the Psrlor door
Big beads of terror started to my own
forehead.
Green has disappeared, the scOun>
drel," said Black, '' and of course 1
shall be accused of completely with the
deiaulter"
Naturally" 1 said, dryly, for 1 was
too wretched myself 10 have any sympa-
thy to spare.
"1his is a confidential visit, Brown"
continued Black "I shall have to fall
back upon what little money remains to
my wife, and I've come around here at
her suggestion to hire this little place of
yours for the ming year"
" My good graciousl' said a voice
behind us and there stood Sally, as red
as the feathers in the duster she held in
her hand.
"Yes, Mrs. Brown" said Black"
4" we've always been fond of this little
place, and l really believe We shall be
happy here in our adversely az you will
iu your fine new house"
" Perdition seize my new fine house,
and every one that has led me into this
muddlel' ! cried, beside myself with
fright and vexation. " You know well
that / sha'n't have the money to go on
with it. It will be all can do TO keep
from bankruptcy myself"
"GOd forbid that / should refuse to
aid my husband in this extremity -
said Sally, with great nobility of accent
and manner. We'll make the sacri-
fee ourselves, Joe; we'll keep our own
little place we'll go on In the old way,
dear. Well stay here Ourselves, Joe.
Pm obliged to you for your consid-
Grafton, madam" l replied, but when
the horse is gone its too late to shut the
stable door. The bouse is let and-aDd
the furniture is sold.
" My furniture slld - shrieked Sally
"Oh ! oh oh ! my furniture, my dear
old furniture taken from me! Why,
they can't do it they hha'B't! It's
mine. 1t amt yours. They can take
my things for your debts
just wait" said / "will you, till
you're called upon to pay my debts
You gave orders for the furniture to be
sold and the house to be rented yourself.
The agent told me this morning that
young married couple had taken them.
Wen have TO 60 to town and take fur
nished fat"
q A furnished fat echoed my wife,
sinking into q chair, and covering her
face with her apron" furnished fiat :"
And although ! can safely swear she had
time and again held this way of living
to be domestic felicity, there was an
unspeakable misery in her view of
it now. " I wish I was dead !" she said.
I'd rather go to my grave thar to a
furnished hat-just in the lovely spring
time, when the Brahmas are beginning
TO set, and the straw WbeTry bed is one
mass of bloom. On, my poor child -
she cried to Rosalie, who had run in and
thrown herself on her mothers knee,
your Mr. Green b4s turned out to be
q nasty defaulteY. A young married
couple have deprived US Of hOuse and
home, and your father has the cruelty
to talk to ne of furnished fat"
" He isn't my Mr.. Green" ROsalie
broke in, "nor ever was, and the married
couple won't rob you of anything but
but "a bad, undutiful daughter. You
shall stay here, mother, and-snd Boz
Bob, and l will go to the city and take
the furnished fiat"
Am l to understand" said ], Gd-
vancing to this dear, blushing, weeping
child, and feeling a singular warmth
and cheer creeping about my fainting
heart; ''am / to believe that you and
Bob are The married couple in question:
Rosalie hung her sweet head, and my
wife cried out to me. with the coolest
assurance, that she told me how it would
be all along, and that all further opPosi
tion on my pant would be useless.
You'd better go to the trsin, Joe"
she said; poor old Black has been
gone this ten minutes And bring
home some garden seeds with you, and
bring Bob to supper. We'H all live
here together. And please God, my
darling" she said, fiDging her arms
about our little daughter, we'll all be
happy yet i"-C Harper's Weekly.