The Marietta journal. [volume] (Marietta, Ga.) 1866-1909, 1896-03-12
THE RUNAWAYS.
The Mother
And What our Reporter Saw
and Heard.

Standing in front of the Kenne.
Gesaw House talking to Pat Nell.
the other day as the Rome Express
rolled in, my attention was attract
ed to a sweet faced old lady, dress.
ed 10 deep mourning, who the con.
ductor was assisting off the train.
My curiosity was somewhat excited
when a young couple then rushed
up to meet her, | soon recognized a
familiar face, we frequently meet,
and at once jumped to the conclusion
that the bright, animated young lady
at his side, was his bride, who few
months ago, left the home OF her
friends to link her destiny with
John H, few years her senior.
Twas the old story-they ran
away and were married. His par
ents refused to receive her, discard
ed him, turned them from their
door. They came to Marietta, rent
ed a cottage and set about to build
up an ideal home, in which there
are no discussions. Irejoined them
in their walk, when near the square,
as they supported the mother, one
on either side. After the introduce
ton, which I sought, young Mrs.
h asked me to call around to
tea. At very early and unfash-
ionable hour, I went, was met by
the happy wife who ushered me into
the sitting room Cor dining ROOM
where | soon began, mentally, TAX
ing notes.
In front of the fire sat the mother
near her son. They both try to
talk at once. They are so happy,
telling me of the reconciliation.
Hhe heroine Gas she surely isl, the
bright young wife, angel Of the
household, was arranging the table.
On little table in the corner was a
lamp. where the tea was made. On
the whole, the scene was one wor-
thy of an artist. 1t seems enchant-
ed ground, I thought it must be
Alladin's. There was the table
with its bright glassware, lovely
water bottles, beautiful lamp. I
could scarcely wait the proprieties
to take my seat at the table, where
temptirgly spread was L un h
Tongue, Potted Ham, Corned Beef,
with sliced lemons over it, Biloxi
Shrimps, Grated Cheese, Sardines,
Boss Biscuits, Snow Flakes, Ginger
Snaps, Strawberry and Apricot pre-
serves, Grated Pineapple. Olives
and delightful Sweet Pickles. A
centerpiece of such a beautiful glass
stand Of Bananas, Oranges, Apples
and other fruits. The Butter,
(Which must have been from the
Creamery fresh and sweet in little
individuals at our plate. / feared
they would think me rude, as I had
been eating as one half starved. l
raised my head to watch the board
ers, and / thought how fortunate to
be taking your meals at such an
Eden. | turned to the little houses
keeper "Will you not think me a
Paul Fry" please, but will you tell
me, how come your home such q
haven Of rest? There are so many
homes, l might tell others your se~
cret." "Why," she said, 81 have
no trouble at all. On that little
kerosene stove, there, I have made
the tea and cooked the eggs since
you came in. Everything else
is just as it came from McClatchey's
Store the glassware and china too"
Marriage was no failure here, l
thought,-She continued, "My gro>
Gerry bill is remarkably small, as he
sells at the lowest prices. Another
thing know what l buy there is
the very best. He gets in fresh
goods every day, excuse me, l never
tire of telling about housekeeping.
| realize the fact that people who
work must have nourishing food. if
they keep well and contented. But
do call around again and don't for
get to tell your friends to go to
McClatchey's Store if they would be
pleased with their groceries"