The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1882-07-27

1t was lovely embroidered India mus
lin that the old .Captain brought home
from India himself.
How well / remember him in my
boyhood! A jolly soul! A grand
daughter of his go off to the Cannibal
Islands to be eaten up by savagesi
won't have it!'
g Her heart is set upon going" con-
tinued. The wedding-gown was put
out to bleach. and this very afternoon
those little Berkshire pigs of yours
they are nuisance to the whole neigh
borhOod. MaiOr-trampled and rooted
it to pieces, so that it is utterly ruined =
- Little black rascals!'' said the Ma
jor, with a chuckle behind his neck
cloth.
land / have come, without her
knowledge, to tell you of it, because L
was sure that, under the circumstances,
a gentleman of your breeding would
feel in honor bound to make some rep
aration to Miss LYDIA
The Major unused and looked at his
boot for moment in silence.
:. Miss Grace" he said at length, 81
thank you for the service YOU have rem
dered me in this matter. VIII you have
the goodness to say to Miss Ludkins,
with my compliments, that I shall do
myself the honor to wait upon her to-
morrow morning at ten o'clock, to adj
just this unfortunate matter? I beg in
the meantime that she will give herself
as little solicitude as possible, for though
[ cannot restore the ancient and vener-
ated dry goods, l will do the best that
is possible under the circumstances te
rake the loss good"
He bowed over my hand and the
audience was evidently concluded. Was
l satisfied? No, indeedl What woman
would not have felt wronged to be left
at the end of mission of disinterested
benevolence- in such a state of doubt
and uncertainty as this? But / was
obligedt to go home nevertheless. and
wait as patiently as / could for the stroke
of ten next morning. E
Glory had been in hearing when the
message had been delivered to Miss
Lyddy and she. too, was on the watch.
At last she scudded in from the hedge,
her worries all a-glisten. and her eyes
wide open and full of a rather incom-
prehensible mirth.
He's a-comin', - she said; ''and such
a sightr'
At that minute the gate clicked and
up the walk strobe, indeed, a most
astonishing figure. The Major had got
ten himself up in q continental suit,
which he must have fished out of the
unknown depths of the ancient attics at
Hawthorndeau; black velvet coat with
lace ruffies at the wrist. knee breeches,
white satin waistcoat, slippers with shoe
buckles, powdered wig and cooked hat.
He was six feet tall, portly and well
formed, and he looked every inch a
Signer of the Declaration at the very
least. He was followed by his colored
man, who carried q large brown paper
parcel.
''He's come a-courtin', missus," said
Glory; aye can see it in his face
I had not the instinct of Glory, and
doubted; but what his errand was was
dying to know.
But he disappeared into Miss Lydias
parlor, and l was left outside to temper
my Impotence as best | could. Present
ly Glory entered on tip-toe.
. Missus, missus," she whispered
ode dos swung open jess de leas'
crack, an its jess opposite de big mUsf-
ror, an if We come out here in de hall,
We can see it all in de murror as plain as
day, an it g a heep better'n play"
1t aOGS a temptation, but believe me,
dear reader, | resisted it. Only as Clio
ry ran back to her peeping, l followed
to pull her away and send her out of
dOors-that was simply my duty-and
there he was full on his knees before
her, and she with that rapt seraphic look
upon her face which no woman ever
wears except on the most vitality inter
esting occasions. But Glory disposed
of, l went back to my sewing and waited
as best I could the conclusion of the mo-
mentous interview. The Major came
out at length as smiling as May morn
h<
hind him.
1t was very still in Miss Lydia's room
for quarter of an hour and then she,
too, emerged from her retreat, Spread
over her hands was a gown of cream-col-
ored brocade embellished with the love
lest roses in full bloom, with blue for
trailing here and there
among them. 1t had an ample waist,
elbow sleeves, and a train a yard and a
half long.
MY dear Grace,' she said, s.the Ma
jOr has brought me his mothers we'd
ding gown to be married in
cit is beautiful 1 said; ''but who is
to be the bridegroom
She smiled as angels do, and looked
affair; delicate flutter of pink hung out
in her cheek to deprecate her recreancv, /
as she whispered in tone of gentle but
cOnsummate triumph:
. The Major himself! Didn't he look
grand in his knee breeches?'
''And Mr.. AppleblOOm?'
Major Hawthorne will adjust that
matter" .-...
'.That MATER indeed! She spoke
as though it-were already as remote
from her as the pyramids.
g congratulate you, Miss LYDIA" /
said, growing formal, for she had be-
haved shamefully.
Don't blame me- she murmured.
Major Hawthorne declares that he has
loved me since | was child, but never
thought himself worthy of me (the CAV
deceiverD; and Mr.. Applebloom, you
know, is only the acquaintance of a
day.
| wanted to ask her how she had dis
posed of her presentiment, but 1 did
not dare.
Major Hawthorne subscribed fifty dol
lars to the Micronesian Mission and sent
Mr.. Applebloom elsewhere to look for a
wife, and the verdict of Balaam's Cor
ners was that he had done the hand
some thing.
Fore goodnessr' said Glory, "ef
dere wern't a clar' relation between
dem pigs an Providence den l don't
know nothin'."
Miss Lydia took the same pious view
of the matter and made the Major the
most dainty and dignifed of wives -
oar Continent.
Beautiful Red Hair.