The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-21

anu NJ YOU sHdil nave IeSt, uthT,
said Violet, "and we'll have real splen.
did time together, just you and ~
And we did, for about week. | began
to understand the nature of Vioets
magnetism. Her beauty was chiefly
remarkable in that it was never the same
| from one moment to another. Her color
went and came; her voice took every
infection, from the widest gayety to the
tenderest melancholy, and the present
moment, wherever Or whatever it might
be, seemed always the one she h Id rarest
and best. She had wonderful power
of adaptablity found her capable OF
entering into my ideas of pleasure with
2est that cheated me into believing
they were her own. 1t can readily be
! believed that there is Il certain limit to
this power. At the end of week Violet
began to materially increase and widen
our sphere OF en- lyment, To my delight
one day found myself whiskcd away
out OF sight of the two or three noun
tains by which we were shut in, and
introduced to ,ome of the same range in
the adjacent country. 1t was particu-
Iarly stipulated that there were to be no
drives, AZ it was haying time, and the
horses were constantly in demand.
"If it was in the begnnin' or in the
fag-end of the season." said Farmer
Higgins, I'VE mought manage it, but
ast when the crap is in the grass, we
can't think of it, you see, not for any
money"
But he did think oft and not for very
much money either, However Violet
managed it, we went humping along the
rocky roads in the very heart of many
brilliant afternoon, the children that
smugged along nesting with me in the
fragrant hay in the body of the wagon,
while Violet was perched high on the
front seat by the side of Mr. Higgins,
chatting with him quite earnestly, with
pretty air of interest in her shining
eyes II would quite have spoiled my
ride to sit on that broad seat, with not
even a leathern strap to my back, with
Farmer Higgins in such close proximity
He wore stockings now, to be sure, and
as little Becky said, "pappy had collar
on" but there was strange odor about
him-a mixture of the barn yard, of
tobacco, of perspration, and the rank
weeds he had been moving down. Then
he WAS far from assimiIating in person to
wOndr0us beauty of the place and the
season. His hands were covered with
warts and treCkles, the muscles OF his
arms stood out like whip cords, and the
hairs thereon were many inches long
He was extremely yellow ana lantern
jawed, and had that shullling, depreCa
tory mark of a hen pecked man.
go think of this beautiful bit of
EARTH" SAID Violet, duling our first
week, "holding but the one man-and
such Il man! He's ugly, he's stingy,
he's grasping, he's brutal, he's timid"
"He's simply an animal" said.
"There are animals and animals" said
Violet. "Some are capable of cultiva-
ton"
And now, at the end of a fortnight,
she was content to ride close by his side
for hours at a time.
Lets take turns, VII" said at last,
with bGrst of generosity and self.re-
proach. I'll bear the agony of the front
sedt next time"
"No, Lide," she replied "don't thirk |
OF it. lie wouldn't go, and we should
have to stay at home. don't mind it
| don't indeed"
| looked at her earnestly, and a sud |
den CLINT of her mocking eyes was like a
revelation to me. | fell back agnast. |
"You don't mean to say, Violet" be.
gan, that yOu--you-have-ahem =
have gained any influence over this per-
son-hat YOU are making yourselfagree
able to him in any wayY"
81 should be sorry to be impoite or |
rude to anybody" she replied, demureIy.
d" He's human creature, Lide-in the |
rough, to be sure, but with hidden capa-
bilities. We never can tell what dia- |
mond is until the polishing process be-
gins In the mean time tho experiment |
is interesting"
"Interesting" | repeated, and fell |
back in my chair. 1t was as plain az
pipe-ste.n. She was carrying on mild
Irritation with this weak rustic
"The elevation of the human race"
continued Vi, "has always teen hobby
of mine. Just think of it, Lide. Mr..
Higgins has consented to have suit of
clOthes--.a whole suit. Not made to or
der, nor, indeed, read dy.made, and re-
gret to add that his faith in friendly
tailoress induces him to believe that his
black pantaloOns can be turned but he
il willing to leave it in the hands OF
Betsy Crouch, the tailOres who lives at
Deertown, and goes out to work for two
and.sixpence day and her board. We
are going after Betsy to-day, and the
ride will be a Curious one; there's a
waterfall by the way, you lucky woman,
and we dip into strip of woodland, q
twilight of solemn and mysterious yer,
dure and we emerge again upon a semb.
lage of green fragrant with those wild
raspherries that melt in your mou h and
ravish your nostrils. It's a sacrifice on
my part, for from little hints of Farmer
Higgins, / fear me much this capable |
Betsy is an old fame OF mis-. He has pro-
pitiated his wife's favor by promising to |
bring her two bottles OF the Spinal Reno
vatOr for her poor back. But where is |
the consolation for my lscerated heart if |
this Betsy Crouch should stir the dregs
of his old passionT Here Violet put |
back her head and laughed till the tears
hung on her long lashcs. Aud what |
could do but go to DeeItOwn made |
up my mind that Violet needed keeper
IS much as any lunatc, and resolved that |
no spot on earth could be made into a
comfortable asylum TOR the quality of |
such a mania
We brought Betsy back with US, and |
as looked at her fair, fat and forty |
charms, / wondered how Mr.. Higgins
could have 30 bungled his matrimonial
venture But Betsy told me as we jsItsd |
along, that poor Mrs. Higgins had a
-fairish bit of money and nice strip of
the adjoining land, aud l could plainly :