Daily Republican. [volume] ([Wilmington, Del.]) 1874-1890, 1885-06-15

The flowers don't bloom very profusely *
and my daughters like them for their hair.
Besides, Mr.. Charteris doesn't approve Of
the whole neighborhood running riot
through his grounds"
Jetty's deep-blue eyes flashed.
MADAM" said she, "did Mr.. Charteris
tell you to say thisf"
"N-not exactly" faltered the sour-vis-
aged widow, "but-"
"Then," said Jetty, "you have been
guilty of very rude and inhospitable ao-
tion."
And, Hinging her white buds and bios
SONS on the tiled floor Of the greenhouse,
abe walked out like princess.
"Well, l never!" said Mrs. Copman,
| scarcely knowing whether to be most in
dignant or surprised at this imperial con-
duct.
While Jetty Lane hurried on, never stop
ping TO shed the tears which seemed to-
scald her resolute eyelids until she was safe
in the little hazel copse; and once there.
under the cool, quivering boughs of the
trees, she burst into passion of tears.
"Miss Lane Jetty!" uttered remon-
strating voice.
Eyes, know" said Jetty, laughing and
sobbing in the same breath. "rm very
foolish, and ought to know better. But il
= isn't pleasant to be turned out of place."
"What do you mean." said Henry Char.
teris, gravely.
Aud Jetty told all.
1t A dark frown gathered over his counte'
finance He had known that Mrs. CopmaI
l. and his three sisters-in-law were selfish, ar
rogant and domineering. He had beer
Iquite aware that he was little moro than {
Il prisoner of state in his own homo he hat
n even formed some vague idea that Arabella
10 the youngest and least hard-favorcd of tn
three, had designs upon his heart. AS ia
r. as he personally was concerned, it mattere
ly not one straw. But now that innocent
ty dewy eyed Jetty had been thus ruthlessl
ne attacked, things assumed quite diferen
aspect He looked down upon the swee,
It. blushing face he took both the little hand
as in his.
IL Getty" said he, "this is an uneven ba
tile. One widow and three resolute spin
sr- sters against an unprotected specimen {
Is the genus homo. Yet think if bad an c
iicient lieutenent could defeat the enem
Iyet. Will you join the ranks?"
he ell don't think | understand you
faltered Jetty.
EVIL "You are eighteen-T am thirty"
ly went en-. "And yet, Jetty, feel your
eft enough in my heart to be your match. DE
set little Jetty, will you be my wife. Do y
rye love me. Jetty ?"
And Jetty bravely answered:
but "Yes. I will be your wife, Mr.. CHI
teris. I do love you, and, ;" she added, a
we'd lessly, 81 have loved you ever since
the first came home from school, and met y
Mr. at the Sunday school picnic under the n
the iple-trees."
irs, Dir. Copman and her three daughters b
on been to New York to order their spri
iole wardrobes-charged to Mr.. Charteris'
sic count, of course-and it was late on
hief afternoon of the third day of their absei
when they returned, cross irritable q
Tired Marion o shade redder- IL
she. usual, Arabela more pettish, Melcent M
her, blowsy and coarse.
To their amazement and indignation,
Isound of one of Schubcrt's Eoctur
isl foated ont from the parlor window as Il
med advanced.
"Who is presuming to play on
it p" piano 2" said Mrs. Copman, in a tower
rage.
the "And the windows all open, to
one fading the parlor carpet! " screamed d
Melcent.
orty,i GAS sure as you live, mamma" gas
lated Arabella, cts that bold parsons daugl
Jetty Lane"
ifrer- 1.-THE impudence of some people
hats cried Marion. when mamma as goo
pure ordered her off the premises not me
ed in ago."
"Henry!" said Mrs. Copman, sou
were as she caught sight of her son-in-
fairs, who was serenely smoking his cigar,
bust inside of the easement. Why it
nting that the carriage was not sent, as lis
1 the to meet us ? Why are we compelled
,eked walk all the way from the depot in
emit broiling heat? And what is that 20
ed to woman here for ?" as she caught sight
pink Jetty's white dress in the background of
sr the large, dim room.
She 1.-THE carriage was not sent for y
said Mr.. Charteris calmly, with slight
picion of smile, "because Mrs. Char
was using it,"
rson's Mrs. Charteris! gasped the wie
oueh- dropping at least half dozen of her
,r" eious bundles in the path, while He
green as lie spoke, led forward the lo
Mrs. , Young bride, all in white, with cheeks
pale roses.
r her Mrs. Charteris," he repeated.
my wife! Let me present you and the Nj
Copman to her"
to be And that was the end of the complica
if he For. of course, Mrs Copman and
| Mrs. daughters were too high-spirited to re