The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1882-01-19
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taken our dead Blanche's place"
said the coy little widow; "and she
is so useful about the house. don't
know how | ever managed without
her. Now, Minnie, you are not IN
earnest about leaving US to NOR
row.
81 must, dear Mrs. Evans. Only
think-I have been here most two
months tomorrow, ami the situa-
tion as governess is advantageous"
avery well. / shall tell Frank
how obstinate you are"
dearest Mrs. Evans, please don't
Please keep my secret"
What secret is it that Is to be so
religiously kept?" asked Mr.. Frank
Evans, coolly walking into the midst
of the discussion, with his dark hair
tossed about by the wind, and his
hazel brown eyes sparkling srchly.
Secret repeated Mrs. Evans,
energetically wiping her dim spec
tacle glass. "Why. Minnie is de-
termined to leave US tomorrow"
81 must, Frank / have no right
to further trespass on your kind
ness"
mo right, eh, Minnie; do you
different place since you came into
it2 Do you suppose we want to lose
our little sunbeam
Minnie smiled sadly, but her hand
felt very cold and passive in Franks
warm grasp.
you'll stay, Minnie2'
"No."
She shook her head determin-
eddy.
"Then you must be made to stay"
said Frank. 1--we missed some
thing of great value lately, aud l
hereby arrest you on suspicion of
being the thief"
missed something's
Minnie rose, turning red and
white.
20, Frank, you can never suspect
me?"
But do suspect you. In fact,
l am quite sure that the article is in
your possession"
1.-The article?"
"My heart, Miss Minnie. | know
that | am very young and very poor,
but love you, Minnie Harlan, and
l will be a good husband to you.
Stay and be my little wife,"
So Minnie Harlan. instead Of 60
ing out as a governess, according
TO the programme, married the
young, dark haired clerk in Ellison's
express office, New York.
They were very quietly married
early in the morning, and Frank
took Minnie home to his mother,
and then went calmly about his
business in the wire cage under the
circlet of the gas lights.
"Evansm
Yes. sir"
Frank, with his pen behind his
ear, as OF yOre, quietly obeyed the
behest of the gray haired official.
"Do you remember the young wo-
man who was expressed on from
Millington, Iowa, two months sinceP'
Eyes, sir, l rememb der her"
A tall, silver haired gentleman
here interposed with eager quick
ness:
where is she? l am her uncle,
Walter Harrington, have just re-
turned from Paris, where the news
of her arrival reached me. l want
her, she is the only living relative
lett me-"
"Ah! but, sir" said Frank, "you
cannot have her."
Cannot have her! What do you
mean? Has anything hLppened?'
'1es, sir; something has happen
ed; Mss Minnie was married to me
this morning"
Walter Harrington stared.
"Take me to her," he said hoarse-
ly, II can't be parted from my only
living relative for mere whim."
II wonder il he calls the marriage
service a mere whim," thought hon.
est Frank; but be obeyed in silence.
Frank Evans is an express clerk
no longer, and pretty Minnie moves
in velvets and diamonds; but they
are quite as happy as they were in
the old days, and that is saying
enough. Uncle Walter Harrington
grows older and feebler every day,
and his two children are the sun
shine of his declining life.