Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1884-09-06

Miss Millicent Vanjohn.
| Did Miss Vantohn walk up tia
lane SO regularly with fixed. pur
/ pose? OF course she did.
PunctuafIy af4' o'clock every af
teraoon Mr.. Augustus Gh6pleigh
U ,AInet her,at the top oft. 1t wa
Eather IAN odd thing 70 do-th'
daughter OF a well-known parsor
meeting su6rosd the son ofan equal
ly well known colonel4 The follow
| ing conversation explains it:
"Oh, Gus! T begin to feel so aw
fullyigailty,o meet / ng syede giike;this
Whyican,twaslegeea each akkseE.apen.
W. y 4 RhsEe's nsshiRg TO- be ashamed
"For more than .ooiie .ooiie tess6tH,, tH,'ir ms r1iy
darling. I've y bad Eepptationd down
here; all fellows have, In country
places who 90 up 10 toWn, bei6ng e
acIabs drive down to Ascot, take
medlealB. and rs, and so, On. II
the old man were 70 skpaWt that ]
was spOoning you, he'd rush of II
your father and warn him. nyour
father were to know he'd rush of
to mine and tell him thst / wasnlt
a tit aspirant for the hand OF his
daughter. -" fHeiEl bfA n1t}i.4 l-@L
"But is your father suchlaierrible
old gentleman, then Il Whatssis he
like I've never seen him."
"No, don't suppose you. have.
He fights shy Aof anything with a
petticoat on 1t like the plague. I've
known him cut agood run short be-
-. a,,.-, ssl, " 4 n H. -. - 7.,..L
him in the same field, and he was
afraid that in case ofan accident ne
would have to assist them. He's a
tall old fellow with fresh complex
ion and a gay moustache, and al
ways wears shepherds plaid trow-
sers summen and winter. Why,
what's the matter ?" ....,e - gg -.
30 dear! o dear Gus, don't 60
on, please don't, or / shall die OF
laughter" 3fi s.r
1Why, what is there to laugh at
In it, Mifiie? BY JOve, II YOU saw
him a'ih "a ftenipef you wodldnat
laugh.n'oz iiidsfs / ID 81 3 at
%, ,'ttWhv. my dearest Gus! - he'sz
he's in love with me" -.
1.-THE old boy-my father-in love
with you? Nonsense, my dear
nonsense, / say. Why. he's more
afraid OF a girl than, All earthquake.
or boa-constrictor or anything.
What on earth I11akes you dhink
that he Is in love with, you p, 2,,.sr-. z
"Why, Gus, every day. when /
come along he's walking In. the gar.
den.n I've always taken him for the
steward or some 0negaBdh9 makes
such eyes al me. oh, you'd laugh
il you could see him. try not to,
butgf know blush and look awfully
"By Joye, ,Milly, IFS no laughing
matter-that It isn't. A mans IA
tfier his rival in lovew
TiiatJevening Mr.. Gus appeared
at home al angun"sually early hour.
,'".Well, - WAS the greeting Of his
parent, "you re not here so precious
early, with that goody.goody face,
for nothing, I'm sure, you young
scamp! When you turn up pune
tual1y to dinner I know you want
out OF me. But mind,
not anotherzhalf-penRy do you get.
I've already advanced your guar
ter,s allowance, and il you've been
squanderirg ii on actresses and race
and adnlimited 90o and
dinners at Bristol, / won't help you.
And not only that, sir, but I am
going to put 4 stop tot q Once for
ail--andsAgustus Gh0plelgiTsam
Of his wprdTL denst care aH sStuitY
or Golding, or Noses, or; any, OF
them come down and dun you at
This very door, not d rupee % you
get out of Tne.''Hli qsaZ - deiw Yssil
-sst,Al /: ,AK hatassdegc cesDfE. asi1aEEy,ypu.re
IN !, fatheFS sad the gpgg-lpan, ~
don't want any1noney. "'- "
Fl 1'ANeii what the dickens is II
then ?" said the old gentleman, sees
ing that his son looked confused.
~ sssWhy-weli, iiiuBgin iilove, THAT'S
aiL" replied Gus; hand Pm going
to be married to the best, girl in
England perfect lady, well bred,
we'll connected, apd-ss aafAS sga1 ssN
The effect efsthis 'speechb ON the
old colonel was electrical He jump
ed up from his end OF the table, al
most b pset Parker, who was hand
ing hiln the chiilies, rushed toward
his son and shook his hand heartily,
his face beaming with excitement |
and pleasure as he exclaimed:
You are sure Of what you say
It Isn't Fitlne of The Jolity, hey |? A |
ady, well bred, well Connected"
"I've been a bit of a scamp, per-
maps, father" said the young man,
but I've never gone in for low
'orm; so when l tell you she's all |
hat could be wished, you must be-
ieve me-"
"Of course / will; OF course / |
10 w ro.red the colonel. "Who is
,he 2"
"Well, 1 don't want to give you
ler name just now, for many rea-
IONS, but you may take my word |
or il that she's nobody to be ashaIn-
,d Of" said Gus.
"AlI right all right " won't ask
my more questions. So long as
you are going to steady. down with
good lady-like wife / don't care"
aid his father. "By CAD, Gus, /
thought you were going to be mill
tone round my neck for the re-
nainder Of my life. And now, my
10Y, you VIC dSlOtlSIIcu LlCt i Ill EO- /
ng to astonish you. What do you
hink is the most unlikely thing i
hould do 2" ls ~ |
"Give up hunting!" replied Gus,
'or sell your orchids! or put up for
he county or"
mo, no; nothing Of that kind"
aid the colonel, chucklfng. "I'm-
I'm going. to be married, too"
The son affected the greatest as
The colonel conten-
red:
"But look here, my boy, it won't
interfere with your prospects, and
and, when 1 say Pm going to be
/ mean that / have my
we on some one, and rather think,
hem that some one has recipro-
al eye on me. I'm not such an old
bird, eh ?"
mot bit of It," replied Gus;
'and may ask who the fortunate
,bjcct Of your attention is?"
"Well," answered the colonel,
"1've good mind not to
ell you, you dog, as you keep me in
he dark in regard To your inamOra-
n. But will. Do you know Miss
?"
"Tall girl, brown hair and eyes ?"
lsked Gus, innocently.
"Yes, yes that's the one! She's
,oing TO be Mrs. Chnpleigh the sec-
nd" said the colonel, rubbing his
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