Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1879-03-01


There was only one left, and thi
had been spoken for; but l pal
double the amount, and the cha
was mine.
!" You are 50 kind, Mr.. Reminj
ton,' she said. i don't know whs
: / should have done without you.
AM not fit 20 travel alone, she adde
in childish tones.
II longed to press her To my heal
and tell her Of my love and it sh
would but let me, il would be tn
4 joy of my life to care for her.
locked all this am sure / did. Blu
there were too many people arouni
1 for me to speak. She sat with he
hands folded In her lap, and looke'
divinely unconscious.
sefhe third day out the weathe
became bitterly cold.
am almost frozen, said Mrs
. What shall do? ! hav
nothing to wrap around me, an,
shall have to stay below, and, Ol
dear! it lis SO uncomfortable there =
| The face turned up to mine was tina
of a spoiled child.
"Now | had fine English rug
which had used at night, for yoI
know everything at sea is so horri
bly, damp. 1t had been a great com
| fort to me, and | knew / shoulC
miss it. But what of that? / couIC
not see the woman / loved suffer
So got it, and tucked her all up in
it. Her delicious smile repaid me
for the sacrifice.
"'Oh, how nice = she said, as she
put her hands under tne warm rug
1T seems to me, Mr.. Remington
that you have everything to make
one comfortable. / never heard OF
such a man. l am so glad that ]
came under your care y
81 was SO lOvestricken that | did
not reflect upon her apparent un-
consciousness 1t the fact tnat / had
deprived myself of these comforts
in order that she might be made
comfortable. She seemed TO take it
for granted that / was a sort of trav-
cling missionary, with extra wraps,
state-rOoms, chairs, and anything
else that one might need and /
was such a slave to her destinations
that, had she asked me to do the
impossible, should have attemp-
ted it.
"Every day / had it upon my lips
to tell her of my love. Each day
courage forsook me. We walked
the deck day after day. She would
put her little hand on my arm in
the most confiding way, look up
from under her curls, laugh her low,
sweet laugh, and ask the most chill
dish, innocent questions.
1--WE were walking this way on
the sixth day out. ] had carefully
rehearsed my part, and was about
to tell my story. Her conversation
seemed to lead TO it, for she said:
"'You will come to see me when
you are in New York, won't you,
Mr.. Remington p
g Nothing, | said, would give
me greater pleasure.
" you will come often ? Prom
ise to dine at our house once a
week. You won't forget me" and
the blue eyes sought mine.
81 looked into them, and my look
told what my tongue had refused to
say. / pressed the little hand close
to my heart, and after a pause said,
below my breath. Forget youn and
| was about to pour forth my love
when she gave little scream and
cried, 'Oh, my veilv There, sure
enough, was the cOnfounded blue.
thing sailing before the wind, and
all the passengers, it seemed to me,
after it. OF course | had to go too,
and make believe try to capture it.
j never hated anything so much as
/ did that yard of blue gauze. /
couldn't go back and continue my
story from where it was so sudden
Iy broken off, and indeed the widow
seemed quite shy of me.
"The incident had given the pas
an opportunity to speak to
her, and when / Joined her, with
out the veil, for it had, ! hope,
struck bOttom) she was surrounded
by a group of people. l had no
chance that day, nor the next, to
get her TO myself. | tried TO think
Of somethingt at could do orshow
her that would amuse and detaiD
her. Itseemed as though / had eX-
hausted all my resources, when at
ast brilliant idea occurred to me.
[ would show her the presents / |
had bought for sister Nell. They
we're all in my little sea trunk, and
knew that she couldn't resist their !
She came on deck bright |
md beautiful as ever.
/" Isn't it delightfgl,' she said,
% think that tomorrow we shall /
De at home? | can hardly wait for |
he time to come; and yet-and |
Ter voice dropped into the dearly |
owed soft tone-the voyage has been
| most charming one, owing to your
she added, brightly.
81 longed to launch forth my tale |
If love, but thinking it more pru-
lent to wait until | had secured her
wholly to myself, / asked her in
he most ordinary manner, if she |
wouldn't enjoy looking at some lit
lie trinkets that had picked up in
Paris. Her eyes sparkled.
Yes, indeed she said. Moth
ng could be more delightful than
0 get Il glimpse of Paris while at
ea.'
NCLil bClOh anu SOL GA NY
,retty nOuveautes, and brought
hem up to her. Placing a chair in
quiet cornee, and well hid from
he other people, then drawing
nine up beside her, began show
ng one by one my collection of odd
hingS.
Where did you get them, Mr..
remington I hunted all over Pa
is, and found nothing half 50 pret-
V. What exquisite porte bon
eursn and she slipped one after
mother of my carefully chosen
racelets ON her little white wrists,
nd turned them first on one side,
nd then OH another.
81 knew Nell's taste, and had
for something uncommon,
nd was we'll pleased with what 1
ad bought. But Nell and every
hing were forgotten with this be-
Itching creature by my side, and
hen she made a move to take
lem off, / said, laughingly, of
curse, 'Oh, don't disturb them ;
1ey look so well where they are,
nd it's so pleasant, you know, TO I
et q glimpse of Paris 1ejiiie ut sea =
"She kept them on, and / opened
ne other boxes. There were rings,
rosses, medallions, chatelaines, and (
lany other ornaments OF curious I
esign. The widow decked her. 1
aIf and %vaa i'm biDh Oipp child 4