The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1886-07-16
WHATS IN A NAME9"
Jack Trewson Can Probably An
swer This Question.

"I'll not do it, uncle! I'd die first!
Marry that wild, untamed thing?
Why she has done nothing but ride un-
tanned ponies, climb trees and play
pranks since she was six. have too
plain portrait of her in my mind 5
eye as last saw her to want such a
fury before me all the remainder of
my days"
Nonsense, Jack. tell you the
daughter Of Harry Arson must be a
ladyl She is one, and you marry her
or 1 let you go to the dogs"
"Thank you, uncle; / much prefer
going to the dogs; so let us finish our
cigars socially. I have no special
leaning toward red hair, freekles and
the temper of wildcat, combined
with lank awkwardnessi / was at An
sons for a few weeks when / was
nineteen, you remember, and can re-
call many a well-eXecuted war dance
performed by the fair-and freckled-
Miss Judith. BY the way, your dealer
supplies you with prime Havanas,
doesn't heP''
And Jack Trewson lay back COM
fOrtably in his easy-chair, and blew up
rings of smoke, his handsome face
calm az a summer day, a lurking smile
in his brown eyes, and just touching
his well-cut lip.
Besides, uncle" he went on pres
emily, ''seeing that you have taken no
partner in your joys and sorrows, I
consider it rather cool of you to pick
one out for me in the beginning of my
days"
Jack" said his uncle slowly, "do
you know why 1 am without wife or
child at sixtyP"
"Give up the conundrum, uncle"
Jack answered, coolly; suppose it is
because you never had them"
Because the woman / loved gave
her heart to my friend" the old man
said half sadly, ''and /, loving once,
loved too we'll to wed another / have
asked you to WOO and win the daughter
of one who never knew of my devotion,
and bring her here as a daughter to
me. Now you know why"
by George! 1 never dreamed you
had a romance! But can't do it,
uncle. In all else command me; but
Judith Anson-nol''
I'm give you six months, the old
man said, slowly and grimly. EAT the
end of that time you bring Judith An
son to me your promised wife, or-you
and l are strangersr'
mot strangers, hope, uncle. You
will employ the young and talented
representative Of your house in one of
your numerous lawsuits, thereby giving
him a start in the world and a chance
10 air his elOquence. And when he
brings you his fair, young bride, whose
hair will not be red, and whose name
will not be judith"
I'm pitch him from a window"
broke in the old man angrily; ''now 1
am too busy TO talk to you, young
man, so you may take yourself off,
straight to the point, rs business
speeches should be" Jack said, rising
lazily and going toward the door; but
say, uncle, pausing with his hand
on the knob, don't ask me to marry
Judith. IL you want her around, why
not ask her to come and live with you?
/ wouldn't mind that so much, for I
could camp out some placer
Receiving no reply, he went ont
quietly, his lips twitching in the effort
TO suppress a smile, while his uncle,
the moment he found himself alone.
laid aside the pen he had taken up and
became lost in deep reverie.
"If she is what Jack describes her,
I'd be giving the boy an ungraciOus
gift in such a wife, he muttered. 81
never saw her, and / wish 1 could. /
wonder how 1 can manage ftp Ali if
Harriet would do il! I'll write and
ask her, and he took up his pen and
wrote rapidly for some moments.
When he had finished he read what
he had written and laughed amusedlv
as he folded the sheet, sealed and di-
rected it.
Young heads are not always best 20
plan, he said complacently, and ring
ing for servant, he gave directions
that the letter was to be sent imme-
diately. Jack heard no more about
the girl he had declined to marry in
the three days that followed. On the
fourth ms uncle addressed him as he
was going out:
"Your aunt Harriet is coming for a
week or two" he said. II believe she
brings young friend with her-no
doubt simpering miss, who will de-
mand all your time and attention; but
you VIII remember, 1 will countenance
no Irritation, no nonsense
Never was guilty of any in all nv
life. Jack said, innOcentlV; land Pfl
not begin now; what is the name of
the simPering miss, unclePn
His uncle bit his lip. but turned to
the letter he held open in his hand.
Something silly; here it is-'Ditha
kitzgeraldp What names some people /
give their ohildrenp'
IF they all gave them as pretty
names as that one" Jack paused;
there wouldn't be any Judiths in the
world, uncle" And he laughed light-
Nv. when do our guests arrivep'i
To-day. They viii be here for
dinner.
Then III be on hand" And Jack
Whistled q merry tune as he went for