The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1883-06-14

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contented with the life we are lead
ing"
Breakfast was over, and we stoot
on the farm house portico, arm il
arm. On the sill Of the door sa
baby, screaming with delight as sh
fed a pair of pet pigeons from he
dimpled hands. Our breakfast ha(
been delightful one-coffee as clea
as amber, bread like snow and steal
done to turn.
Ali about US was a green tanglt
of sweetbriar and honeysuckle; The
sun was just rising above the dis
tant hills and the morning air was
fresh and sweet, and filed with ex
quisite woodland odors and musica
with the song of the birds We
could catch glimpse of the barn
and poultry yards from where We
stood, and hear the plaintive lowing
of the kline and the dream like tinkle
of their bells. I felt vuage sort
of conviction that Jack had but
little sympathy with my spirit OF
discomfort, yet 1 was determined to
carry my point if possible.
"You are dissatisfied with your
lott see that plainly, Nell,' said
Jack, a trife sadly.
ooh, nonsense" l put in. ''Not
with my lot, nor with you, MOI with
the farm. Jack, am tired to death
with this prosy, humdrum life, and
[ hate to see you delving and toiling
like slave from one years end to
another. You are born for some
thing better, Jack - something
nobler and grander Fancy a man
of your abilities sowing grain, dig
ging potatoes and raising stock to
his life's end"
"But, my DEAR" suggested Jack,
zone must live and have bread and
butter"
"To be sure, Jack; but why not
earn it in a more genial fashion,"
Honest labor is always genteel,
Nell"
"Oh, pshaw! You misunderstood
me, Jack. l mean that you have
capabilities for something better.
You only cling to the old farm to
please your father, when you could
could do a hundred fold better else
where. And, besides, where is your
society in this place, Jack? What
chance is there for our children as
they grow up?' Jack laughed as
he glanced down at baby, who was
struggling furiously to get a
pigeons head into her mouth.
''Ah, Nell, that is looking so far
ahead" he said; sand, my dear, you
seem to forget that 1 have lived
here all my life"
mo, no, 1 don't forget; and, pray,
what have you done, Jack?"
lied an upright life and married
you"
"But you didn't pick me up
among the clover blossoms, Jack;
don't forget that. You found me in
town; and, Jack, dear, Pm so anx-
ious to get back to my native ele-
ment. I'm tired of all this. You
can get on ever so nicely in town,
and there we can get into society,""
" l am not over fond of society,
Nell"
ooh, but you should be for my
sake, Jack. I'm fond of it. l hate
to live like hermit. Why, Jack, if
we desired to give party to morrow,
we could not for want of guests"
"Dear me, Nell, why 1 could mus
ter scores"
"Of a certain sort, yes; but I
don't want them, Jack. I'm a little
peculiar in my notions. l want no
society but the best; the-the-sort
of society one gets into in town.
Fashionable society, NelT'
"Well, then, why not? You have
means, Jack, and I fiatter myself
that we are fitted to move in any
circle. Why should we bury our
selves in this wilderness?''
"Our means are not inexhaustible,
Nell"
81 am aware of that, Jack, but we
have enough for the start; and
Marlborough offers you a good place
in the bank
cat limited salary, Nell"
"Oh, but you can work your way
up, Jack-right up to the topmost
rung of the ladder. Do let's go,
Jack! I've lived here to please you
ever since our marriage. 1 think
you can afford to please me a little
now"
Jack laughed as he looked out
upon the ripening grain field, but he
| drew Inc close to his heart and
kissed me.
That's true" he said; "you can't
be expected to care for the farm as L
do. Nell, promised to make you
happy when you consented to be
come my wife, and I'll try to keep
my word. You shall have your own
way, Nell.''
The continuous dropping of the
water wears away the solid stone.
1 had conquered my husband at
last and the desire of my heart was
about to be accomplished. When
Jack once made up his mind to do a
thing, he did it with all his might.
The matter was soon settled. Cherry
Hill, as we called the farm, was
sold at a great sacrifice, and one
sunny morning we turned our backs
upon the breezy down and golden
grain fields and journeyed cityward
"Tm afraid you've made a great
mistake" said Jacks father,
as he bade us goodbye; "you'd
better have stuck to the farm. You
remember the old saying about
rolling stones"
81 don't believe in old sayings,
SIR" answered loftily, "and 1 think
1 can appreciate my husbands
ability better than any one else can. y
"All right; hope you won't find
yourself mistaken, my dear. Good
bye to both of you. Whatever you
do, care well for the little one. I'm
afraid she won't like the change. II
you happen to tire of the town and
fashion, don't forget that welcome
awaits you at home"
Jacks heart was too full for ut
terance.
"Thank you, sir" 1 said; e but
we shall not get tired"
Our new home in town was a
stylish residence in a fashionable