The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1885-08-15

Clearly, but papa has an unaccount-
able dislike to lawyers, and Rodney is
fitting himself for the bar"
81 see your difficulty. Now l suppose
you want me to be martyr, and sacri-
flee myself on the shrine of cousinly af-
lection, by marrying the rich old cur
mudgeon. shan't do it, l am going
to be an accomplice of uncle, and take
this Rodney myself. 1t is the only course
| can consistently follow. Uncle will
be pleased, Mr. Blodget will be content
ed, shall not suffer, and Rodney will
be delighted with the change from Jen-
ME to Jennie"
"You witch! you have given me a
brighter idea. Come" and she drew
Jennie, of Butternuts, in front of
large mirror. Tell me, if you can,
which is you and which is l. Both re-
Elections have the same height and
shape. Eyes, hair and complexion do
not differ. The expression IN each is
alike, except the dimples around your
mouth have more wicked meaning.
Papa often mistakes you for me. Our
neighbors do not know you are with us.
Now, you shall array yourself in my
clothes and impersonate me. Mr.. Blod-
get will call this very afternoon, and l
will have you entertain him."
Capital! | shall be as variable q
medley of humors as ever tormented a
lover. Never fear. l will rid you of
him.
Jennie Archer, q Essex, was an only
child, and, since her mother's death had
been "the immediate Jewel of her IA
theirs soul" She was two years older
than Jennie Archer, of Butternuts, and
thereafter to distinguish them, we will
say Jennie ST. and Jennie ir.) was a
wild, affectionate creature, ready to en-
ter with zest into anything that would
afford support. The plot suggested by
Jennie ST. met her warmest approval,
and her own active brain concocted
another that promised additional amuse-
ment.
She was seated very demurely in the
parlor, when the door bell rang and Mr..
Blodget was ushered in. She arose and
made profound courtesy.
"Well, Miss Jennie, am glad to see
you looking so charmingly."
This was said in an insinuating tone,
and with precision, as though the visitor
knew that well-timed 1attery would tell
on the susceptible heart of the one he
addressed. A dignitied bow was the re,
ply.
Il fancied, Miss Jennie, that you
were not well or happy when l saw you
last, and It gave me sympathetic pain. y
"You are over-sensitive. Ny general
health is good, and l am not troubled
with hypochondria."
"But there are real sorrows that bow
even self-sustained men," and the lover
gave long sigh.
II have never met them. dom
like gloomy topics. "
Her answer was flirted out in a flip
pant, careless way. The wind was adj
verse, and he tackled to new subject
"My Freddie and Annie wanted t.
come and see you, but desired to hav,
you all to myself. Are you fond Of
childrenP"
mo, l have no patience with them
they are such bothers.n
This was a great fib, but she did no
care to please. He veered his cours,
again.
my dear young lady, won't you ia
vor me with some music? Be kinC
enough to play Home, sweet home. -
Il don't like those old-fashioneC
things, Mr.. Blodget."
And she commenced rafting off SOM
gay opera tunes in a most affected style
She had an intuitive perception tina
they would jar on his feelings. He evi
IDENTITY considered her volatile, and re
garded her with uneasineSs; but he
youth and beauty were attractive, ant
he therefore again shifted sails and Sc
the tiller for another direction
"Jennie, you have a fair hand" ant
he gently touched the dainty digit
resting on the piano keys. Whoeve
succeeds in obtaining it may accoun
himself happy. ! would be willing t
serve for it rs Jacob did for Rachel"
"lndeed, Mr.. Blodget, you are oppreS
SlNtlS IIullldT, IL II POSITIVE TuueueS
to employ so warm language on so sho1
an acquaintance. " ........
"Short, Miss Archer? . We hav
known each other for years! Besides
your father has sanctioned my addresses
But my eyes have been opened, TIL
afternoon, to a better knowledge {
your disposition, and 1 have no longer
desire to press matters further. Goo
day."
She could scarcely retain her mirth
but finally succeed; for she saw throug
the open door an advancing figur,
which she was sure must be Rodne
Dayton. She settled herself among tn
cushions, and commenced pouring owe
the contents of a newspaper, as thong
she heard no eager, resolute footste
upon the graveled walk, now on I'll
doorstep, and now stopping by her ver
side. Playfuly Dayton pulled the pap,
away, and, looking up, she encountere
par of darkly, radiant eyes.
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