Weekly Chillicothe crisis. (Chillicothe, Livingston Co., Mo.) 1878-19??, 1880-11-25
A HERO,

"JOhn Dutton. What a common,
place name. I'm sure he can't he q
bit good-loOking," and Marion ITamp
ton looked up inspirngly at her uncle
as she spoke.
"Well, bless my soul, Marion;of what
a romantic turn of mind You are to be
sure" cried old Uncle james, with a
humorous twinkle in his eye. 81 think
John is 4 good strong name; in fact
one Of the best names that can be found
and as for John buttons looks, well,
he is a quiet, unpretending young
man--"
"Oh, | know | shall not like him.
You have already as good as told me
that he is but one remove from Il saint.
| do detest your quiet, sanity men
there"
"My dear, don't be angry over it,
said Uncle James quietly. "If you do
not like James button there will be
no harm done know his name is not
50 fanciful us Spence Arnott's, neither
has he so large Il share Of his satanic
majesty in his composition as that
young gentleman; but what's the use
Of talking? You have woman's
idea, Marion. A man to make any
headway with your sex must have Il
sprinkling of satan running pretty
thickly through his composition.
"Uncle, | think it is Il shame for YOU
to speak disparagingly of Spence Ar
nott!" cried Marion, with an indignant
toss of her head.
"DOn't flare up so, child; | didn't
mean to speak i'll of Spence. He is u
careless, fln-loving young man; that's
all that can be said against him; hut,
my dear, | will say that he isn't to he
compared to John Dutton, us you may
learn some day"
81 shall never think any man better
than Spence Arnott. Everybody have
their likes and dislikes, uncle. ! like
Spence"
"And you have made up your mind
to dislike John Dutton." interrupted
Uncle James.
Marion made no reply. Spoiled
child that she was, she was ashamed
to acknowledge that her uncle had hit
the truth. She had determined to dis
like John Dutton.
"Who was that talking to you at the
gate, Marion? He looked like a preach
er."
"TIush, Spence, he may hear you.
That is John Dutton."
30, the young gentleman I've heard
your father speak so often about"
"lle interests me more than | thought
he would, but /" detest him for all
that, Marion was going to say, but
Spence interrupted her with:
81 should say he did interest you!
You seem to he on very friendly terms
for such short acquaintance" a slight
frown showing itself on his fair, hand
some face.
Maron's heart bounded with delight.
Here was a chance to torment Spence
as he had tormentcd her all the week,
and she said:
"Not on any more friendly terms
than what you've been with Clara
Mawbray for the past week or two"
Spence looked down at the pretty,
piquant face. He often confessed to
himself that he did not like to tease
Marion. AS Uncle james said, he was
careless, fun-loving; he said and did
great many things he was sorry for;
but in regard to this last accusation of
MariOn's he was innocent. If he had
shown any unusual attention to Clara
Mawbray, it was unintentional on his
part. Whether it was that he was in
nocent of Marion's charge, or that her
appearance of undue friendliness to
this favorite of Uncle James, ANNOYED
Spence, we cannot say; but he was an
nOyed more than he would care to con-
fess, for under his careless exterior lay
a vast depth of love for Marion.
"You have no grounds for making
that assertion, Marion" said Spence
with more indignation in his voice than
he had ever used to Marion.
Marion tossed her head, thought she
had good ground for her assertions, and
stood upon them so firmly that Spence
left her in fit of pique.
Marion watched his tall, manly form
disappear down the road. What
kingly fellow Spence wasl Never be-
fore did she take notice of the width
of his shoulders, Or the manner in
which he carried his head, so thickly
covered with tawny, curling locks.
How foolish she was to quarrel with
Spence; and Marion's heart rose in her
throat, and her eyes filled with tears.
Was ever hero in a novel handsomer
than he-and to quarrel with him for
that plain, matter-of.fact John Duttonl