Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1881-12-10

one, she vented her contempt on her
head, unprotected by any
self-justifcation. Suddenly she heard
steps, and looking up saw tall, broad
shouldered young fellow, in blue shirt
open at the throat, gray pantaloons
tucked in his boots, and large SLOUGH"
ing hat. He hesitated q moment, then
lifting his SLOUGH hat, said:
"Miss Wierp"
Madeline rose to her feet, the color in
her cheeks.
eyes,
There was a pause, Mr.. Beachly was
astonished and perplexed, although he
had received telegram several days
ago:
She is coming. Get q preacher Name
Madeline Wier. HARDIN.
But this was something very different
from the lady he had had in his mind.
He looked down and saw the long black
lashes that swept the hot cheeks II
would be better without doubt to have
it over.
"Miss Wier," he said, gently, "thc
Clergyman is waiting; will you Gomez"
Madeline rose and followed him. She
felt herself lifted into a buggy, then
moving swiftly through the air, she saw
the mountains in their beauty around
her, but she did not perceive them. At
ter Juggling up hill and trotting two or
three miles, the horses stopped before
an implanted, rough-looking frame
house. Beachly jumped down and
helped Madeline; he led the way into
the front and principal room, which was
darkened and cool, and possessed GER
tain masculine tidiness. A man came
forward, he was introduced Rev
Mr.. White.
1t was the Episcopal service; she re
membered it well-the minister begar
in pleasant, deep bass voice. Th'
service was ended he kept on talking il
q conventionally solemn tone on the du
ties of married life and of its response
bihties. A breath of cool air touched
Madeline's hand; she raised it ant
looked at the gold ring on the thirC
finger curiously, then glanced up a
Beachly. There was just glimmer 0
smile on his face. Lake flash Mad
cline realized it all; she swayed, an,
would have fallen. The next thing sh
was conscious of was a leisurely voic
saying in the easiest tone:
"Take a journey of few THOUSAND
miles, and try it, suppose"
Madeline made movement an
) opened her eyes. Beachly turne
y quickly and bent toward her, the minis
ter moved outside and proceeded to ligf
! a cigar. Madeline gazed long an
earnestly into the depths of the blue eye
a bent on her.
G "Victor?" The name was pronounce
d gently, questioningly. A light went ovc
r Beachly's face.
d "My Madeline" he answered
l Madeline regarded him wonderingl,
t Yesterday seemed ages ago.
i at is so much better than deserve,
i she said, wistfully.
"No," he protested, and brought
chair and sat down. "You are the er
d bodiment of my ideal. 1t is the fulli
d ing of our destinies. You will not r
n greet it. | will perform my VOWS al
rs you will cease to wonder.
4 Madeline smiled, but looked trouble
also.
at 81 did it in a fit of temper" she sal
i'd "You needn't mind; it was all fol
q ordained" he answered, reassuringI
hit and then branched off in a matter of-fa
in tone and explained all his plans, ask
s. her advice, described the scenery, a
ne they had an easy, comfortable tai
while the clergyman waited near.
9n 81 must write to Hardin" Beach
said, when the preacher came in to ma
81 his adieus. And this was the letter
despatched next day:
d, My DEAREST Matt promised gratitu
1T in my last, but now | can not but rega
you, my dear boy, rs an instrument OF d
80 tiny. In the same light | regard my lett,
oi which, should be ashamediof il it were it,
IL that one must judge thing by its fruits.
for my wife, language sinks powerless.
he manner Of our mutual acquiring Is not S
4 precedent. | acknowledge it is simply
vs. glorious isolation. Destiny in the 10Th cen
y, ry! Come out and see us. Have more i
ria than | know what to do with; would
,rP happy to make you wedding present
m. Forever and ever,
Paradise Vale, Colo. V. b
To- Hardin shrugged his shoulders
then laughed. -DetrOit Free Press.