The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1894-03-16

Susy, elf you'll stay while Ina gone
and kind o get things started for sup-|
per. I've got quilt goin' in the
settin'-room, and it won't be handy to
have about, and l wish you'd come
over for few days and help finish it
up. The doctor says this young man
must stay here a couple Of weeks, and
/ amt sorry. I've got tired runnin
in rut. The same old things over
and over again. | thought I'd change
it Il little this mornin' and get my own
breakfast first, but, law old Brindle
bawled so jest gave up"
"By Jove" fumed Fred Diamond,
two weeks after his accident, 81 sup
pose looked like II fool lying there
sprawl9d out ut that pretty girls feet,
10 say nothing of Gathering down
those rocks like st tin peddler's cart
coming to grief"
eyes, " replied Thorndyke, "you did
look ridiculous, ! solemnly assure You
There WINS a dab of mud on the end of
your nose and your coat was split
down the back. And now let me tell
You'll be hanged if / don't think
you're shamming good deal for an
excuse to stay here and play your old
tricks! Why can't you let that girl
alone? DO you think didn see you
the other day, when you had her put
some withered, worthless specimens in
press, get your head SO close to hers
that your Hyperion curls actually
touched her check? and you kept put
ting your big hand close to hers to
help, as you called it,
"Well, what's fellow to do? I'm
all banged up" complained Diamond,
"and I've got to amuse myself some
way. What lovely red lips she has, "
continuined he, Frightening, land
how can they speak such atrocious
English?'
GIVE got to leave here, said Thorn
dyke, gloomily, as he folded up let
ter. eff | had as much money as you
have I'd stay here and watch you, aud
see after that poor little moth. You'd
better get away from here just rs
quick as you can; if you stay much
longer I'll write to your mother, if she
is on the other side of the pond. Any.
how, I'll give Julia Deyen hint, and
she'll come flying here and stop all
your nonsense"
The days heightened into weeks
Diamond had no longer good excuse
for lingering; his ankle was well anC
he often forgot to carry his arm il
the sling he ostentatiously retained
but he declared it was an excellent re
gion for botanizing, and so hestrollej
up and down the gorge two or tire,
times day with his herbarium, which
he seldom opened, spending most o
his time at the Knsey farmhouse
watching Rebecca as she busted her
self with her homely duties. In tn,
evenings he sat with Rcbecca ON tn
: porch or under the locust trees, in tn
moonlight, while he talked of the ga,
world she had never seen and san!
love songs, somewhat out Of tun
, to be sure, that he had sung t,
, many another maiden. On Sunday
he punctuaIly made his appearance a
, the meeting-house and gazed at tn
rows of sweet, mild-faced women /
, their immaculate lawn caps and neck
erchicfs.
Many demonstrating letters cam
1 from Thorndyke, and anxious one
5 from his mother, proposing to sail 70
home if he were not soon able to re
. turn to the city, and Miss Devon, hi
5 tiancee, assailed him with tender, syn
2 pathetic missives, and even suggestc
coming to him with chapcron an
, the family physician.
The great magician, Love, had ca.
~ his spell over Rebecda She breathe
enchanted air. When she reused he,
r self to consider the situation practi,
o ally she saw only one ending, and tn,
was marriage with her city lover, an
t so poor little letter written /
brother lsracls son, offering hrs ''har
s and heart, - remained unanswered an
II almost forgotten.
II Diamond took no thought of the mo
row. He knew that all this must SOC
p come to IN end. How could he pr
Il cipitate the crisis? 1t came soon
J. than he thought One day a lett
n came from Miss Devon, proposing tn
" he should join her, with party
.e friends, atthe Springs, atavorite waite
il ing-place not far away, or il he We
not able to do so, Julia and her moth
ID would spend II few weeks at the nea
est hotel in order to be with him
at much rs possible.
Of Some hours later Aunt Susy procee
k ed to relieve her mind.
81 want to know, queried she, .
De you're triHin' with that girl She's
s. good as you are, to say the least, Al
MS her father owns two of the finest Sarl
ne about here, and Beckys the on