The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1881-10-01

you've no taste for anything but
your own selfish wiiln she answered.
Not q dollar of mine goes into this
craze of yours. The life that's good
enough for me is good enough for you;
and if it don suit-well, you can go; but
without cent and you will never re-
turn again, can tell you! I'm no silly
mother to make ducks and brakes OF
my money to crafty the whims of a
silly boy.
"He flung out of the room in a fury,
and did my best to persuade the moth
er to consent to his leaving her, and
making a trial of the life he longed for.
He would probably fail think he
wanted to be an artist--and then he
would be content with his pleasant
home. The nest of the old birds told
her, did not restrain the young ones
who wanted to try their wings.
81 spoke to deaf ears. She only
said: He's my only son, and while l
live. he shall never leave me with my
consent.
"When left the house, Paul joined
me on horseback. | was interested in
the lad, and saw that mother and son
were making themselves wretched by
| their own willfulness. l cOunseled
submission, and told Paul that his moth
err might yield in time to his wishes.
"Never!' he cried. If l can't be
happy her way, she prefers making me
miserable You say she loves me. Per-
haps she does. but it's a strange kind
of love, isn't it?'
"'Never mind he added,
laughing. I've thought of a way. A
greater evil drives out less, don't III?
Now, what will you bet before two
months you'll hear mother begging
and pleading with me to go awayp
"And then he laughed loud and long,
but re used to say more.
"In very few weeks | heard Mrs
ManselI was wild about her sons at
tentiOns to the blacksmith s daughter,
Lottie Grey, a bold, pert girl who was
the talk of the neighborhood. As usual,
she sent for me to hear her troubles.
80 can't understand it. she said.
Paul hates vulgarity, and she is coarse
and vulgar Why, the creature can
neither read nor write It'samost dis
graceful flirtation-for, of course, it S
only a Irritation and wish, Mr.. Bruce,
YOU give him q good talk about it,
- 1t would be better to let him leave
here, Mrs Mansell, said. You in
sist upon keeping him among these
people, and young men who are idle
will amuSe themselves with whatever
may happen to come in their way.
That at the bottom of half the i'll
assorted marriages.
"'You don't think my Paul would
, marry Lotte Grey? she cried, angrly.
I'm ashamed of you, Mr. Bruce. No,
even the Irritation is disgraceluI
enough. AS for going away, Paul j:
going to stay right here, and I'll make
him behave himself too! Speak tC
him, will you, about his conduct.
I'm a very awkward person fol-
these odelicate otintions, but Pau
saved me the trouble. ''.'. '''
- Oh, ! know what you want to say
I, Mothers been talking to you abou
Lottie Grew and then he laughed. :.
care as much for Lottie Grey as do TO
this weed ---tlicking off the end of ONT
with his whip I'm not there half 81
: often as she thinks / am, and Lottie'
only the means to an end. You know
my secret now. Rather than hav,
: Lottie Grey for daughter-in-law, she
ship me to China and never lay eyes OIL
me again. "...
But she don't think you want t.
marry her. said. She believes yoI
! are only flirting
she does?' he exclaimed. We'll
l FL push matters this very evening
5 She'll yield, rest. assured
d" I demonstrated seriously with him
The foolish BOY was doing wrong in tw
I WAYS in not having sufficient regar
for his mother, and in dallying with
young girl for whom he had no aztec
, ton, and was only using as a means :
an end. | knew his mother well enoug
1 to be assured that if he persisted in hi
t present course, she would cast him of
< and then break her heart. She coul
4 never be forced into yielding anything
T 9 From the excellent woman you sa'
u to-night--a friend more than servar
: i heard what happened that night,
1T was raining very hard, one
. those equinoctial storms which are yer
e severe on the Gulf coast, but Pau -pu
on his overcoat and walked towards III
. door
i "'Where on earth are you going
e his mother asked. It's dusk, and it
J, no weather for any one to be out in
n "He laughed proyokingly. VIII.
IT mother, you don't think little rain wi
n keep me from where | spend my ever
ings. I'm going to settle matters tn
;, evening, and when come back L II te
= you when you'll have a nice, live
y daughter-in-law to stir up our sluggis
household. Have the lamp burnir
e brightly in the window, for it. going
d be black night outside
l. "iIe walked of whiStling, and Ma
le said Mrs. Manselps face scared her
re was Sn vhita and sat She sal for