The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-11-16

~ GAS CaNA hc lsanelhie, k<tu hAsA nAl
raDdis Gielson, who was long, thin an
fosts A snab nosed, insignificant thin
like that What rs there about Clara
attract any man.
II Ia irne. though. said Mrs Clicksor
Benjamin BAuon's folks have been visit
Ing in fhilaielphia, and they saw her rid
. ing out with her new husband. with th
horses harness half covered with gol'
plate. aud purple satin cushions TO th
kerridge And Mas Barton Is pretty sur
she saw diamonds in her ears.
Mrs. Montague Merrion! breathlessl,
burst IN Miss LORNA Clickson. Thatsth
name Aud \ brown stone house and
man in black, with . silver sAlver TO tax,
the visitors cards. Mrs. Bess Barton saw
il with her own eyesl
The Clickson family looked at one an
ether with speculative eyes. They were /
hard featured. high-cheek- -boned race
with Opaque black eyes. thick lips lik,
threads Of damaged yermLlion, faces al
tra.elsed with small wrinkles, and noses
sharpened TO mere point
These was old Mrs. dickson, who lived
in the brick farm house and laid down the
law TO all the neighborhood like female
pope; Mr.. Clickson, who didn't count at all
when his wife was by; Miss Maurandia,
who taught the district school, Miss Lori
ma, who trimmed bonnets; and Mr.. and
Mrs Philo, a stout silent pair, who said
very little and kept up sharp eye for the
main chance.
Everybody had said when Mrs. Philo
Clickson first came there that she would
not stay. 1t was boldly asserted that no
one could exist under the Upas shadow Of
mother-in.law cut after old Mrs. Click
sons pattern. But Mrs. Philo had main.
tanned her position by pachydermous
stolidity, and had won the old lsdy's secret
respect by economizing candle ends, look
ing after stray crumbs OF bread and count
ing pennies with even more parsimony
than she herself was able to display. As
she never said anything she could not
very well offend Mrs Eben Clickson, and
all went well.
But when Jason Clickson's wife came to
the old farm house with letter from the
yonng husband who had taken to sea and
died in some far-away Italian port-a let
ter written on his death.bed, to commend
the poor little English wife to the tender
mercies Of the Clickson family-all was
different.
Married without my sanction said Mrs.
Eben Clickson, severely
Married and never asked our advice!
chorused Miss Lorina and Miss Mauran-
dia.
Mr.. and Mrs, Philo said nothing. They
only looked at one another, but their look
plainly said; We won't give up the west
wing Of the farm house, except with our
lifel
Clara Clickson was a little pale, large
eyed woman, with startled look like a
deer, and q round, cherry mouth. which
luivered pIteously when any one spoke
harshly to her.
She knew nothing about house. work
never had been taught to make soft-soap
,ould not engineer family wash, and
preferred her book to her needle.
She cried great deal when by herself,
which old Mrs. Clickson interpreted into
! lack Of resignation TO the will OF heaven;l
he brought wild-fowers home, to litter
Up" the place, and she was once caught
irving half slice OF bread and butter to {
he little girl who played the tambourine !
o hand-organ mans accompaniment, at ,
he back door.
The ClIckson family, in full parliamen.
ary conclave, agreed that this would new I
r do. Mrs. Eben told Clara. with charac' /
eristic deicacy, that they could not be \
xpected to maintain her in idleness, and
hat perhaps she had better look out for r
omething to do. n
Miss LORNA recommended advertising
! a city paper for some decent situation;
liss Maurandia gave her a kind resume n
all her faults, and failings, and admon.
he'd her to correct them before she ex. m
ected PEOPLE to tolerate her; and Mr.. and NJ
Irs. Philo sat and stared at her with hard, h,
nll cleaning eyes, as il they enjoyed
'ery syllable OF this fgurative castiga. W
on.
Clara ventured on no reply. She only l.
I, pale and silent, with downcast eyes A
ID trembling lips Cl
But the next day she left The Clickson
rm house, and the family troubled them. 50
Ives no more about her until the report
read itself about that Jason's widow had 20
It with success. She had painted some
ctures which commanded ready mark II
and one OF the rich gentlemen who We
ught the landscape had fallen in love Ju
til her and married her. fir
And then the Clickson family decided. ou
th one accord, that they had always set ce
leal Of store by Clara and now /. was
arly their duty to go and see her thi
And il like the situation, said old Mrs. we
ckson. shouldn't wonder il I stayed hu
winter. My rbeumatics are always on
tier for change Of air.
Miss LORNA thought Of the ideas in bon. bu
making aud csp.trimming that she AN
ild gain BY daily promenades on Chest eli
/ street Msurandia concluded that rea
. would abandon quarters salary Of sor
district school and devote herself 10 mo
J society. Who knew but what there ac,
ghs he Mr.. Montague Merrion some Of
ere in store for herr J
ir. and Mrs. Philo, as usual. said no. bas
ng, but packed their handbag. They car
long wanted 'store-carpet" and a JUS