Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1880-01-10


ra8fn curtains before they had been
married a Weel-Mr. CaADn hold
I'M that Turkey red was by far the
prettiest shade, and Mrs. CaxOn up
holding the superior gentilitys of
white, with 4 trimming of ball-
fringe. And they had Kept it UP
ever since.
"Stuff and nonsensel" said Mr..
caxon. AInFfxfa naF ~
1t was a rainy day and MrsCaXon
was mending a piece of harness by
the kitchen-fire. Mrs. Caxon was
seated opposite, stitching long strips
of bright-eoiored list together. for a
certain braided rug which was to
be the chef dsRapTe of her house
hold. The rain dripped slowly and
sadly on the leaves or the big lilac
bush by the window, the clock tick
ed with funereal regularity, and Mr..
Caxon whistled "Auld Robin Gray,
with provoking cheerfulness.
"Ah, dear, dear!" sighed Mrs.
CaxOn: "Auld Robin Gray, indeed!
Iknew a man, once, named Gray"
"Did- indeed2,1 said Mr..
CaxOn, with a waxed-end between
his teeth. tta ~ q
"Only' it wasn't Robin-it was
Alexander"
"OhI" said Mr.. Caxon.
"He wanted to marry me. .
tssBid he, fndeed?'' said Mr.. Cax-
on, skillfully overlapping one piece
of harness. leather upon the other,
and transffxing 1t with the awl.
"A dealer in fish and sailed pro-
Visions" said Mrs. Caxon.
You might have had your
mackerel for nothing" said Mr..
CaxOn, ironically.
"Caxon," said the lady, "I do
think You positively unfeeling on
some DOintS!ii4 9 ~ - laal II
"Oome, old girl, don't bea goose!"
said Mr.. Caxon. tsYou don't regret
marrying an honest old farmer like
me, ido-yOu2'a44 Va 4E
g should like my own way some
times, /" said Mrs. Caxon, dolefully;
"and the money that uncle Lemuel
left MS belongs as much to me as to
That's no excuse forsquandering
it," said Mr.. Caxon.
Mrs. Caxon- bridled.
81 don't intend to squander it, +"
said she, ''but i know my own
capacities, Gaxon. and l am sure
that Ieould double my capital if
opened genteel clearinghouse in
the city"
'What do you know about gen.
teel boarding houses, Prudy? or the
city, eithef0 said Mr.. Caxon, with
a gOod-humOred contempt that
stung his wife to the quick.
Ppm not such fool as you think
me, CaxOn!" she retorted, with a
toss of the head.
"I don'tthink you fool, Prudy,"
said her husband, with eonciliat-
ing smile; "but / do think you're
more adapted to shine as a farmers
wife than as the queen of a New
York mansion"
sMary Jane Spenlow opened a
clearinghouse ON West Fourteenth
Street." said Mrs. CaxOn, 4'and she
saved three thousand dollars in
three years"
"Miss SpenIow is a Grabbed old
maid, who squeezed her sixpences,
and weighed every egg to make
sure that the grOcers didn't cheat
her." remarked Mr.. CaXOn.
81 could hire my furniture just at
first, - said Mrs. CaXOn. ga great
many people do that"
-sPshaWn said Mr.. CaXon.e sr-
The lady flared up at once.
"Caxon," said she, Il do think
it's too mean of you, trying to dis
courage me after this fashion! i
suppose you'd be cOntented to grub
ON, just where your father and
grandfather were, for the rest OF
your life; but Pm not" ~
And the upshot of it all was that
Mrs. CaxOn took the half of uncle
Lemuel's thousand dollars, and
opened a clearinghouse in New
York, gay In Brussels carpet and
cheap upholstery, with three board
ers, and the promise of three. more,
and an indefinite range of pOssibili-
ties arising out of advertisements
and boardersi bureaus.
"YOu can do as you please" Mr..
CaXOn had said. ''I'll 20 and live
with my sister, GlOriana, i'm the
State of Maine, where / can do
little farming when / feel like it,"
"And you'll sell the farm, and let
me have half the mOney? Indeed,
Cax0n, Ineed ali can get, just at
the beginEing, SOP, pleaded the
wife.
-"I'll see about ii, said Mr.. CaX-
ON, evasively.
"It'lI look kind of queer, CaXOn,"
urged his wife, "for me to be there
without a man about the hOuse-a
regular grass-widOw like!"
81 aan1f holm hnxxr ~ Innlra - cai1
Mr.. .Caxon, dOggedly. "Ican't live
away from the green fields, and the
cows, and the chickens, and shan't
try it,"
"You always was plebeian in
your tastes, CaxOn!" said the lady,
sharply.
She had not been at the head of
the New York establishment for six
months, when a cheque came for
eight hundred dollars, signed "JOhn
CaxOn," and payable to her order.
$50 he's sold the old farm" was
Mrs. CaXOn's inference. "Well,
Pm glad of it; only it does seem as
if he had ought to get more than
sixteen hundred dollars for that
place, with all the improvements
he put upon it. But the money
will came in handy for the new
furnishing of the third floor. For
of course it's got to benewly-furnish-
ed if Sir Leolin Leggett and his |
lady, as is first cousin to the English |
Embassy, take it. And then my |
fortunes made. A woman who has |
been fortunate enough to have the
first cousins of the English Embassy
boarding with-her can pick out |
what people she chooses afterWard."
Sir Leolin Leggett introduced his
sister, who had married Il Turkish
pasha-or at least she said so-with
her maid, and her nurse, and her
six little children, for whose health
she had left COnstantinOple and
come to this country, and presently
Mrs. CaXon had her establishment
filled with this ariStOcratic clan.
"My fortunate is as good as made
now" said Mrs. CaXon, complacent-
ly. ~
At the end of a second six menths,
things looked very differ
emit. The Leolin IIeggett tribe, and
the family of the Turkish pasha, had
turned out arrant swindlerS, who
in the dead of night, leav-
ing nothing but several trunks full
Of bricks and cobble-stOnes by way