The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1897-12-03

We should be The rich. influential
Choaters a rrogonell. Sussex County,
and my daughter here would be wear.
ing her diamonds aud driving ia her
coach, instead Of wearing out her life
In common waroroom in the city.
You may possibly have heard Of the
great lawsuit between Chester and
rregonell. in which We we're deprived
Of our rightiui Inheritance By 3 hend
yes, air. q fond In human form-by
name Percy Tregonoll
81 have a faint recollection Of Il, 1
think, " Tregonoll said gravely
Papa, dear" Juliet interrupted,
distreaaiully, "theae-these are family
matters, and cannot possibly inter
est a"
And then Mr.. Chester drew his tall,
thin figure dignihcdly up.
Excuse me, I am 10 the wrong. I
am always In the wrong. according 10
my daughters ideas, yet Il isn't the
pleasanteat thing In the world 10 be
reminded Of Il by ones daughter, and
IN the presence Of q guest
Papa, / don't mean thrt-you
know 1 don't mean thati'
But Mr. Chester declined 10 be pro
pitiated, and all the evening preserved
a martyr-like stiffness aud dignity.
He will never come near ms again,
Juliet thought, as she babe Mr. Ire
gonell goodnight Papa is 500
so dreadful
But Mr. Tregonell did come
again, despite the dreadiulness; aud
not only once, but several times dur
ing his stay Of a fortnight in the city.
Andon his last day, he took his
cousin out for a drive, bringing the
carriage TO the door Of the Broadway
Office, not little TO Juliet's consterna-
ton.
"Oh, I can't go-of course can't
60, Cousin Percy Office hours are
not over for fully three hours yet,
and"
"And what? II you go without per-
mission, You will lose your situation,
1 dare say?"
Exactly. And l can imagine moth
ing so terrible"
Ial"Your Imagination is not so vivid as
mine, then, helaughed. However,
Juliet, myself asked permission for
your leave this afternoon. SO put on
your wraps and come.
And she did, the first time she had
? stepped inside a carriage in twelve
years, when the Chestors had left Ire.
gonell.
Speaking about getting leave for
you for an afternoon, Juliet, reminds
me of something else." Mr.. Tregonell
said, later II am sure you are too
closely shut in where you are, and
there's another place 1 have in pros
pect for you, il / thought / could in
duce you to take it-could I, Juliet
where You of sacred right belong
where 1 would spend my life to make
you happy. At Tregonell for oil your
life, dear: Will you go, Juliet, as my
wife-the woman L most honor and
love on earth?"
one shy, glad look III his eyes
showed her how much he loved her,
} and she answered him to his heart S
content
Mr.. Chester was Thunderstorm
when Juliet told him.
'Bless my soull Quite n romance
+ indeedl And as it should be, sir
quite as it should be-that my daugh.
ter should reign in the halls Of her an
| cestors. You have my consent anC
my blessing
Nor did he ever remember tina
' Percy Tregonell was "fend, as, il
his latter days, he pottered arounc
the splendid old place, amusing tn,
: little Tregonells, and doing only wha
precisely pleased him all the lonl
days.
/ While Juliet-sweet, brave, gentl
Juliet-was happiest of the happy, i
her husbands love, in her palatia
= home, and in her beautiful boys
: Chester and Percy, junior. SATURDAY
Night.