Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1891-04-30


laughed Marian.
agreed" said he. They talked for
an hour or more, and at last the dark
ening shadows warned Claymer that 1t
was about time he was sitting at the
head of Mrs. Bobb's supper table, and
he made his first effort to go, The first
effort was never his last. Finally, he
said; "Im going now, really. Good
by Don't marry an English lord. or
Count Macaroni, or anything Of that
kind, for goodness sake"
81 won't" said she, ~ don't want
any imported husbands; tariff S too high.
I'll come back and throw myself away
on an American senator"
Claymer laughed, held out his hand
and said; "Good-by; God bless You"
DEAR MISS MARIAN; Yours, dated May 10,
Milan, received this morning. Glad to hear
that you approved OF the cathedral; II you
hadn't, poor Campioni would have turned over
In his grave, or crypt, or wherever his dlstn
guished remains may lie, I've no doubt tho
cathedral is real nice But you should SEQ
Jim Slocum's new dry-goods store, which has
been erected since you left. II has beautiful
cornice, and just two panes Of glass to each
window, Hayling is still on q boom, and bust
ness lively. saw eleven wagons all In town
at cnce. yesterday and II wasn't Saturday
either"
DEAR MISS MARIAN: All lovely at Hayling
Two new subscribers to the Daily American
Your description Of Venetian life is very enter.
tanning; I'd like to publish it, but remember
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the Bridge OF Signs either; at least they
wouldn't appear so TO anyone who has seen
Jim Slocum's store with the magnificent corn
ices and the reederchs window.panes. John
Giles has bought q horse and buggy, and you
ought to see the style Mrs. Giles tries to put
on; but the horse isn't built for Style and it's
no go, You seem TO receive your due share OF
attention from the Macaronis; don't forget the
American senator, fair and gracious lady He
Is, no doubt, anXiously awaiting your return.
You say you may be here by December That's
right We will have some good times In Hay.
ling Christmas"
DEAR Miss MARIAN: think II were in Lon.
don, should write better letter than the one
got from you this a. m. But then, would not
be pet of society, and would have more time
to WELD the pen, perhaps. You are evidently
very 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
Nells,' or 'Micawbers, or Sam Wcllersr You
said II you were ever in the land Of Dickens
you would look out for some Of those interest
ing characters. think most OF your time and
attention is given to the Pelhams, Godalphins,
etc I'm real glad you're to be home soon.
Don't stop long in Washington on your way
home, for | want you to see Jim Slocums place
before the dainty freshness is worn of thai
heavenly cornice and window"
Washington society welcomed with
open arms the beautiful, talented anG
wealthy Miss Harper, She and her
parents are such favorites with the SEN
ators and their wives that their stay is
prolonged.
Though don't see any senator here
for me, ma" laughs Marian. Every
one is married, and has large and in.
teresting family"
"Well, dearie," says ma, with a smile,
you are sorry now that you didn't con-
sent to become Lady Goforgold, aren't
you?"
Not much; I'd much rather marry
the poorest fellow in America"
Ben Claymer, for instance" hints
ma. Marian family flushes and says,
laughingly: ut is "a pity that he is not
so susceptible as those foreigners"
A magnificent reception is at its
height. Marian Harper stands, clad in
ilmy white, the center of an admi ring
circle.
"Ah," says one, there is the new
senator from Texas, your state, Miss
Harper, and you should be proud OF
Linn. 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. Claymer! What genuine sur
prise?' says she. What are you doing
in Washington, and especially what
are you here for'?"
''Im in Washington because the dear
people sent me here, and | am at this
reception because heard that SHOULD
be likely to meet fellow-citizen here,
he answers, conciseiy, but with a briFh
sparkle in his dreamy eyes. They cx
change commonplaces until Ben, 10y
some dexterous sleight-of-hand perform
ance, causes the admirers of Marian tc
vanish and leave him alone in the Fl cid
He proposes stroll through the con
servatory, and as they are at last free
from the gaze of all eyes, Clayme
turned and clasped her hands tightly il
both of his
Marian, no words can tell you how
glad am to see you. Are you true t,
your American senator?"
81 am proud of your distinction, SAT-
she, in frightened evasion. 81 was ex
pecting to find you grinding out fine ed
itorials for the Daily American. VIII,
didn't you write to me about this?"
Never mind; I'll tell you all abou
it some other time. What | want t
know now is if the girl who is wort
her weight in gold is willing to eS
change herself for an American sen
ator, as she once said she would
Marian, nothing but the hope of on
day feeling myself in such positio,
that to proffer you my love would no
be an unworthy and foolish act, moth
ing but this has brought me here. Yo
were my incentive, and without you
care for nothing. | have loved yo
always. Will you be my own 'ittl
Mrs. Senator? Aye or no, darlingF"
"The ayes have it," said Marian
softly .-Modoc, in Housekeeper.
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