Southern standard. (McMinnville, Tenn.) 1879-current, 1884-08-16
SOUTHERN 1854

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ed, and Lizzie smiling and trembling,
answered him, eyes"
"You see, Uncle Cuthbert," said
Clarence eagerly, as he explained the
new position of affairs to his uncle that
evening, after he had safely escorted
Lizzie home, with her basket of nuts
only half-flled, (and no wonder, all
things considered), sit will be so pleas
ant! We shall all live together, and
Lizzie says she will love you dearly.
Lizzie is such famous little house
keeper. She thinks it will be so pleas
ant to have you sitting by our hearth
stone! And, uncle, you will go and
see her tomorrow, won't your"
eyes," said Uncle Cuthbert, briefly.
"I'll go"
And the next day Lizzie was sur
priSed at her sewing by brown-faced,
little old man, who abruptly took both
hands in his and imprinted a kiss upon
her crimsoning forehead, just as If he
was the oldest acquaintance in the
world
$50 you are geing to mary my
nephew, Lizzie, are your said Uncle
Cuthbert.
"Yes, sir" Lizzie made answer,
timidly.
"And you love him, Lizzie ?"
"Oh, yes, sir"
"And you won't object to having
the old man numbering round the
house, helpless and feeble though he
be"
Il shall be so GLAD to have you live
with us, sir, for | never remember my
father-and you will belize one to me,
l am sure"
Uncle Cuthbert kissed her again,
and walked away as abruptly as he
had come.
"He's very funny old gentleman, "
thought Lizzie, "but l know I shall
like him."
Rosa contemplated the present state
of affairs very coolly-a little contemp>
tuously, in fact.
eff you choose to adopt all Clarence
Hyde's poor relations, why can only
wonder at your taste" she said, loftily.
But Lizzie only smiled, and doubted
to herself whether Rosa could really
ever have loved Clarence.
"No, no. no !" echoed her heart.
The day of the wedding drew near.
Lizzie's white dress was nearly finish
ed, and modest little presents were be-
ginning to be sent in from friends and
neighbors.
"Here's my present." said Uncle
Cuthbert, walking in one day and toss
ing little box of carved wood into
Lizzie's lap. 81 cut out those wooden
flowers myself, when l was in Calitor-
nis."
ooh, Uncle, what a dear little box,
said Lizzie, smiling her bright thanks,
while Rosa elevated her nose rather
scornfully.
"Well, but open it ; it's lined beau.
tifully," said the old man.
Lizzie obeysd.
"Why, there's parchment chart in
it, uncle" cried the astonished Clar
ence, who was leaning over Lizzies
shoulder.
"Of course there is--a deed making
over $4,000 to Lizzie Eldon the day
of her marriage" answered Uncle
Cuthbert, dryly, "and I've got just
another one for you at home, Clar.
ence, my boy! Aha! the old uncle
was not so very poverty-stricken after
all. You mustn't think, my young
lady," he added, turning abruptly tt
Rosa, "that gold isn't gold because i'll
a triAe furnished and rusty. Appear
ances aren't anything in the worldp
And SO Clarence and Lizzie began
the world with the fairest of prospects
and true love enough to float the bari
of life into the sweetest heaven.
Rosa Eldon was somewhat cha
grined in her secret soul, but she wise
ly kept her feelings to herself, and oil
Uncle Cuthbert was quite satisfied
with the choice his nephew had made