The Osceola times., 1879-05-24
OsCEOLA ARKANSAS SATURDAY, MAY a. 1879

the pork merchant, the old clerks, aud
the young clerks.
And the women-well the women
didn't like 1t as well as they did before
she came.
"She's pretty enough and clever
enough" said Mrs Dusenberry, "but l
for one am getting tired of her blue.
eyed boy. As said in letter of mine
TO a distinguished literary gentleman
Immediately upon reading it he enrolled
himself among my band of admirers /
have lost children, lost them in the
grave, but never bring my shadows to
cloud the sunshine of my friends. |"
And, to her justice, she never did.
On the contrary, so uncommonly well
did she bear her bereavements that one
could scarcely telieve she had ever been
bereaved.
But to go back to the pretty poets
lovers Capt Hottop was the most
devoted of them all. He had never
been in love before, md love, like scar.
let fever, is a most serious complaint
when contracted late In life. He followed
Mrs. Montague around like faithful,
loving slave, carrying heavy shawl to
spread on the grass when she chose to sit
beneath the trees, and large umbrella
to shield her from the sun when II was
her pleasure to ramble along the road.
He named his sail boat Lillian after her,
bought pony and pheson and placed
them at her service, swung her for hours
in the hammock which hung in the
orchard, and listened with patient,
heartfelt sympathy to her longings for
her blue-eyed boy.
BLESSED If it ain't too bad aid he
one day (they were sitting beneath the
cstalpa trees), as the little widow pressed
her lace handkerchief to her eyes to dry
the tears that sprung 10 them just after
she had remarked that the twittering of
the dear little birds was 30 like baby's
voice" dsrned If it amt Couldn't
you git him away from the folks Pears
to me | couldn't refuse you anything
when you clasp your hands and LOOK at
me with tears in your eyes"
"Oh, captain" sobbed the sorrowing
mother, there are very few people in
the world like you, very few. You are
one in thousand-yes, five thousand.
But never had chance to appeal to
them personally. was very i'll when
when they took my darling away, and
letters, and letters, with no matter how
much feeling we write them, are 80
cold"
"Why don't you try personally
then ?" asked the captain, swinging her
dainty parasol about, to the imminent
danger OF the carefully carved handle.
she blushed, cast down her yellow-brown
eyes. rai-ed them again, looked him In
the face like child resolved to tell the
truth, however painful 1t may be. and
said 81 have no money wherewith to
pay my passage to England. Under
stand me, ] would willingly, most will
lingly, be a steeraae passenger, a Stew
ardess, anything--snything to bring me
near my child. But coming to them
save az befitted the wife of their son and
brother, my husbands proud family
would certainly disown me, and should
be alone in strange land, more heart
sick than ever"
Well, If the want OF moneys ALL"
cried her honest lover, CHATS easily
settled. I'll give you the money to 60
in bang.up style, and--"
But here he stopped in amazement,
for Mrs. Montgomery Montague had
risen from her seat and drawn her small
figure to its fullest height. "Slr, do not
insult me-" she said, with trembling lips.
"Insult you" cried the captain,
springing to his feot-"insult you, my
dear woman Inever dreamed Of such a
thing"
"But you offended me. money" she
stammered
"And / was about offering you my
band and heart that's the way they put
it in love stories, don't theyY Will you
marry me, Lillian and then, If you
choose, we'll 60 together for the boy"
Generous man p said the widow, a
tear stealing down her pretty cheek
But don't you see that that would
never do9 l could never plead for my
child as the wife Of Captain HottoP.
1t must be as the widow OF Montgomery
Montague"
"Blessed II you amt right" exclaimed
the captain, looking at her sdmiring y.
"Well, promise to marry me when you
return. Do Lillian. No one could love
you better than l."
"When l return 2"
"Yes, for surely my promised wife can
accept part of the fortune that will be
all hers when she is really my wife, with.
out anybody. Darn it, nobody need
know. win you, Lillian 2"
81 will," she said,
"Will what, my precious ?" he asked,
smiling.
Everything" she answered; and
turned and fed like 3 bashful girl, after
he had clssped her in his arms and given
her kiss In true sailor fashion.
And by the very next steamer Mrs
Montgomery Montague started for Eng.
land, with a valuable solitaire diamond
engagement ring glittering on her pretty
hand, a check for $500 in her silver
portmonnaie, and many useful and or.
namental farewell gifts from the ladies
of the Spooner household. The ladies
felt all their old interest in her revive,
now that she had gone away indeed, IS
Mrs. Dusenberry informed the eighty.
year old grandfather OF the youth who
famed her on the afternoon of Mrs
Montague's arrival. "She was much
too lovely, and made me quite jealous OF
you, you false man."
| And Miss Isabella Spooner hung her
picture Of young Montgomery, that
babelet fair" in the psrlor, and wresthet
it with daisies. Heaven grant tha
we may see the darling himself soon p
she said, with piteous emphasis.
But they never did. For couple o
weeks after the widows departure, Wei
lington Octoper burst in upon them al
as they were playing croquet on thu