The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1878-03-20

be an old mans wife,"
"of course!p
sand l am so rude and horrid, !
know am not nice like city girls
and / am altogether hateful, but
Walt don't care.
Irather agreed with Walt as she
stood in shy confusion before me, her
eyes still misty, her sweet lips quiv-
.ering. 1t was a sore wrench to give
her up, but | was not quite an idiot,
and l said grayely!'
"But your father2'
@Yes, i know; he'll make q real
storm. But then his storms don't
last long, and maybe you have chang
ed your mind. You have, haven't
you?"
ayes; the last hour has quite
changed my matrimonial views"
could not help smiling, and the
next moment two arms encircled my
neck, u warm kiss fell on my cheek,
and Mamie cried:
"You are perfect darling; and l
shall love you dearly all my life"
So when lost her love l gained
it. She fitted away presently, and
| gave myself a good menial shaking
up, and concluded my FOOLS paradise
would soon have vanished if had
undertaken to make an old lady out
of Mamie.
Johns wrath was loud and violent.
He exhausted all the virtuperative
language in the dictionary, and then
sat down, painting, but furious.
"Come, now," l said, "what is the
objection to young. Bruco2 Is he
poor?"
mo, confound himl He inherits
his fathers property, besides what
his father will probably leave him" :"
as he immoral?"
~ never heard so"
"What does all him, thenP"
Nothing; but 1 have set my heart
on Nannie's marrying no one but
you"
"NYell, you see she has set her
heart in another direction, and l
strongly object to a wife who is in
love with another fellow"
Whit on earth brought tho pup
py home3a
"Loyefor Mamie, l imagine
Come John, You won't be my father
in-law, or l will not marry Mamie
if you are ever so tyranical; but we
must jog along as usual, the best of
friends-look!"
pointed out of the window as l
spoke. On the garden walk shaded
by a great oak tree, Walter stood,
looking down at Mamie with love
lighted eyes. Her beautiful face all
dimpled with smiles and bushes,
was lifted up to meet his gaze, and
both her little hands were fast in his
strong one.
John looked, his face softened, his
eyes grew misty, and presently he
said:
Look how happy she is Lawrence
'And we will not cloud her happi-
ness, john l answered. This is
right and fitting. Nannieis too bright
May flower to be wilted by being
tied up to an old December log like
me-
so, when half fearful, the lovers,
came in, they met only words of af-
fection, and Nannie's face lost moth
ing of its sunshine.
She was the loveliest of brides, a
few months later, and wore the dia-
mond parure had ordered for my
bride at her wedding. Aud she is the
charming little matron imaginable,
with all her odd freaks merged into a
sunshiny cheerfulnoss, and her hus-
band is a proud, happy man, while l
am Uncle Lawrence to the children,
and warm friend to the family.
A TRUE LADY, was once walk
ing Il short distance behind II very
handsomely dressed young girl, and
as looked at her beautiful clothes,
wondered if she took half as much
pains with her heart as she did with
her body. A poor old man was COM
ing up the walk with a loaded wheel
barrow, and just before he reached
us he made two attempts to go into
the yard of q house; but the gate