The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1896-08-14

DR. Eden. "What is to become Of
herr A pretty young crcoiur like
that thrown adriit upon the worldt"
"sho should have thought Of that
before she deaed me, said Mra III.
den.
Il won't have her treated 20 rough
lyl" said the farmer. little curtly,
"And oil for a mere girlish freak You
are my wife, Sarah, and you must obey
me IN this matter"
II am your wife, said Mira Eden,
setting down tho bright-bluo milk
pitcher with such energy that it
cracked from spout to handle; "but
there are some things in which I will
not obey any man 1 choose that Rosa
shall gor
"Aud I choose that she shan'ti"
said Mr.. Eden, reused into unwontod
spirit We've brought her mp fur
baby, and she's just like my own
child"
you must choose between her and
me, said Mrs. Eden, the hard lines
around her mouth growing grimmer
aud more grim. "Aunt Amanda wants
me to come to the Uphill Farm and
take care Of her. I amt Que to de-
pend on anybody for nay daily bread
and she's got money to leave"
The hired men, as they sat at the
breakfast table, eating bacon and
eggs, hot iohnny.cake aud cold boiled
beef, had a vague idea that something
in the household machinery was
wrong.
Mr. Eden was unwontedly silent !;
Mrs. Elden's lips we're screwed up, her
cheeks flushed.
where's Rosa?" Hugh Hardie
asked, staring around, as he bit into a
huge slice of bread and butter.
eve do not know" said Mrs. FL
den, primly.
eve calculate likely she's gone to
the county fair with DR.. Duganne's
daughter, said Mr.. Eden. "Girls
will be girls
And then ensued another silence,
until finally Hugh and Joseph lum-
bored off to the bayfield,, and the hus-
band and wife we're left alone togeth-
er once again.
"Come, Sarah-come We've been
husband and wife too long to quarrel
now, said Joshua Eden, kindly. 81
own little Rosa is a provoking piece
but she's our Rosa, after all. S'pose
we harness up old Gray and go after
her? It's three years now since you've
been to the county fair"
"And it'll be three years more be-
fore 1 go again" said Mrs. Eden.
''No l shall go to Aunt AmOnda's, and
let you and Rosa settle things to suit
yourselves"
Mr.. Eden gnawed his lip. Patient
soul though he was, his wife's obsti
nacy nettled him.
"Of all tryin' creeturs," said he, 90
do believe that a woman is the worst 2
"It's all Rosas fault" said Mrs
Eden.
"No, it ANTI" stoutly maintained
the farmer. "Rosa has faults enough
but 1 won't have her falsely accused
in this case. !"
you're an unfeeling brute" sale
Mrs Elden.
you're an obstinate womanl" re
torted her better-half.
every well, said the lady, "I'n
going up stairs now to pack my trunk
Ii things have got to this pass, it's higl
time l left the house. "
Just as you please" said Mr.
Eden.
And his wife went away, to,
angry to cry, and Indignantly ques
tioning herself Why she hadn't mar
ried Hezekinh Williams, twenty od'
years ago, instead of bestowing he
hand on Joshua Eden.
: All day long an armed neutralit,
} pervaded the low.roofed, cozy oil,
farmhouse. Mr.. Eden was silent
Mrs. Eden busted herself about he
packing. And just at twilight, whe
5 the spicy odor from the bed of white
/ and-crimson and clove-pinks doate
] into the window. q neighbor came hui