The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1886-12-22

"You are q wicked, unprincipled boyW
returned, defiantly, springing behind the
door to avoid his second attack In his
fury he jerked the door with such force as
to throw himself against table that stood
near His howl Of pain brought his mother
to the scene Of conflict.
"That young viper flew at me like a
tiger, and hammered my face into jelly
screamed he, wiping the blood from the
slight wound.
tried to explain, but Aunt Phllis would
not listen to me. Grasplng me by the arm
she shook me roughly, and then, after box
ing my ears, showed me toward the stair
case, declaring, that as punishment for
my ungrateful conduct, l would not be per.
mitted to speak for month, except. when
| answering questions.
Icrept upstairs as fast as my suffering
| and binding tears would permit, and
throwing myself upon my bed, gave way tc
an outburst Of grief The pain inflicted by
! the cruel blows had received was nothing
to the eXcruciating torture of soul | was
compelled to endure.
What a sad, sad Christmas it had been t.
me. Only fortnight before l had In
dumb agony, listened to the clods rafting
upon the coffln-lid of my dear father, who
all my life had shielded me from hardships
The dear old parsonage with its vine-clad
porch, rose up before me, ard in its shad
Ow beheld my silyer-hsired father, dog
ing in his easy chair, the golden rays Of q
summer sunset touching his sainted face as
with the pencil Of an angel Again, his
gentle voice thrilled my soul rs in days
gone by, and, in fancy, his loving fingers
were upon my head as we knelt side by side
in prayer. ....
No doubt he intended to prepare me for
the shock that had almost crushed me, but
the summons came suddenly, and while
slept the angels carried him into Abraham's
bosom.
How long | would have wept over my
shattered life l can not tell, had not Aunt
Phillis' shrill voice called me back TO duty.
Take 'em W lite dimity curtains down
from the window, Elsie. Like as not the
master will spatter 'em with terbacker
juice Them college chaps is wool.
| gatherin' set at best,n she said, with EN-.
| phasis.
obeyed her promptly, but my heart
| ached for Master MELVILLE, who expected
to find the comforts OF his refined home in
| this diminutive apartment that was devoid
| alike Of ornament or convenience. What Il
| different welcome was my dear old father
| wont to give the stranger within his gate
That same evening, rs was gathering
| hndling for the morning fire, John came
suddenly upon me, and renewed his attack
| of the morning.
$50, Miss Stuck-up, you are to be the
lady, and the servant" he began. "Resl
| ly, feel proud of my smart cousin. How
fortunate to have your highness counted as
| one Of the family"
"Shame on you, boy, to thus torment 9
girl smaller than yourself"
1t was Master Newville's voice thai
| startled the young coward, causing him Il
| sneak around the kitchen out of sight
After speaking few kind words to me
| my champion went into the house and ur
| the narrow stairs to his cheerless room.
Johns taunt concerning my kinshr
nerved me to action, and from that moment
set my face fixedly towards gaining q
point from which he would feel honored ir
| claiming me rs one of the family. This