St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1891-06-06

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III you win promise mot y publisA
ny epistles in the Daily American.
laughed Marian.
agreed" ," said he. Thy talked fos
m hour or moro. and q last the dark
ening shadosvs warned Caymer that II
was about time he was sitting at the
head Of Mrs Bobb's supper table. and
he made his first e1fort to 60. Tho drst
effort was never his last Finally, hc
said: I'm going now, really. Good.
by. Don't marry IN English lord. OF
Count MaeAroni or anything Of that
kind. for goodness sake"
II WON'T" said sho. II don't want
any imported husband; tariff too high.
I'll como back and throw myself away
on IN American senator"
-Claymer laughed. held out his hand
and said: ''Good-by; God bless you."
'DEAR MISS MARIAN: Yours, Aated Nay n
Milan, received this morning. Glad 70 hear
hadu't, poor Campioni would have turned over
n his srsvc. or crypt or wherever his dlstin-
Guished remains may LA I've no dosbs the
cathedral 10 real MICA Bat ypu should 0ce
Jim 6ocum's new drygoods stoee. which he's
been erected since you lefI e has beaat1fal
cornicc. and Just two panes Of glass 70 each
window. Hayhng u ssall a boom. end bust.
q coce. yesterday. and Il wasn't Saturday
either" a
'D8AR NrSs NAR4AN: An lovely at Hayiin4.
Two new subscribers to the Daily American
Your description q Venetian Mfe II very enter.
taining; I'd Nike 10 publish q. but rcmembeR
my promise Iguess St. Marks isn't much. noe
the Bridge Of Signs either: as least they
Wouldn't appear 30 to anyone Who has secs
Jim Sloctm'S store. with the magninco0t ooGn
loss and tho rscA<reAs wtndow-psneA John
Giles has bought . horse and buggy. end you
ought TO see the style Mn. Clles tsiee 70 Pat
On; but tho horse isn't built Tor style. and IT'S
no 50. You seem TO receive your duo share Of
attentiou from the HacaFunis; don't forget the
American senisoe. fair and gracious lady. He
is NO doubt. anxiously awaiting your return.
You say you may be here By December. That's
righsi We win have some good times In Hay.
ling. Christmas"
'DEAR Miss MARIANs think u were In Lon
don. Ishould write . better letter than the one
got from you this Q. m Bat then. would not
Be . pet Of society, and woa:i have more timo
70 WELD the pen, perhaps. You arc evidently
voey happy now, and I'm actually glad Of it
You mention various lords and ladies and per.
sons Of high degree. Have you seen any Little
Eclls.' or 'AiicawboFs,' or Sam Wellersr You
said II you were ever In the land Of Dickens
you would look out for some q those tntereSt.
ing characters think most OF your time and
attention is given 70 tho PeIhama. Godalphins
etc. I'm real glad you're to be homo soon.
Don't stop long In Warrington On your way
home for want you to sec Jim Slocum's placo
HSoHn hA ~ % ~ NhaN
heavenly cornice and window"
Washington society welcomed with
open arms the beautiful. talented and
wealthy Miss Harper. She and her
parents arc such ,avorites with the SEN
ators and their wives that their stay Is
prolonged
Though don't see any senator hero
for me, ma" laughs Marian. Every
one is married, and has q large and in
teresting family"
"Well. dearie." says ma, with smile.
you are sorry now that you didn't con-
sent to become Lady Goforgold. aren't
you?"
mot much; I'd much rather MARI,
the poorest fellow In America"
ben Claymcr, for instance" hints
ma Marian family 1ushes and says,
laughingly: 1T is . pity that he is not
SO susceptible rs those foreigners
A magnificent reception is ut its
height Marian Harper stands, clad in
filmy white. the center Of an admir ring
circle.
"Ah," says ono, ''there Il the new
senator from Texas. your state, Miss
Harper, and you should be proud Of
him. He Is the youngest senator in
congress and has made quite . reputa-
ton since he came in. A remarkable
young mani"
As Marian turns to look at the object
of these remarks. her eyes meet the
gaze OF the large. gray, dreamy orbs
which are the peculiar property Of one
Ben Claymer Of Hayling, Texas and he
Immediately makes his way to her.
''Mr. Claymerl What . genuine sur.
priser' says she. ''What are you doing
in Warrington. and especially what
are you here for'T'
''I'm in Washington because the dear
people sent me hero, and am at this
reception because heard that should
be likely to meet . fellow-citizen here"
he answers, conc1ely. but with bright
sparkle In his dreamy eyes. They cx-
change commonplaces until Ben. by
some dexterous sleight-of-hand perform
ance, causes the admirers of Marian to
vanish and leave him alone In tho field
he proposes . stroll through the con-
and Is they arc 1t last FREQ
from the gaze Of al eyes Caymer
turned and clasped her hands tightly in
both Of hiA
Marian, no words can tell you how
glad am to see Jon. Are yoa true 70
your Americon senator3" ta e
II an proud Of your distinction, |" said
she, In frightened evasioa. Il was ex-
pecting to fnd you grinding out ane ed
itorials for the Daily American. Why
didn't you write 10 me sboat this9" IS,
'.Never mind; ri tell you all about
it some other time. What I want to
know now d II tho girl who il worth
her weight In gold II willing to ex-
change herself for IN Americas sem
aAoc, - she once said she would.
Marian, nothing but the hope Of ono
day feeling myself In such . position
that to profRef you my love would not
BE- IN unworthy and foolish act moth
Ing but this has brought me here. You
were my incentive. and without you
care. for. nothing. ] have loved you
Always VIII you Be- my own little
Mrs. Senator7 Aye or no. darling7"
''The ayes have Il" said Marian,
IN H0usekeeper.
WY He WaaesA . Ms Peesoro.
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