Lexington gazette. [volume] (Lexington, Va.) 1871-1962, 1898-10-19
GEORGE CLEMENTS WIFE.
4 CITY woNAN's LITTLE RUsE.

"Of all things this is The worst II
ever in all my fe expect to hear such
newsl Why, our George has gone and
got married Dye hesr?'
Good Mrs. Clements pushed her
steel-bowed spectacles of her bright
eyes, and dropped her letter in her lap
as she turned round to her husband,
the stout, clever old farmer who was
contentedly stroking tie old white cat
deacon, dye hear'"
This time when she asked the queS-
ton there was = touch Of sharpness in
her voice.
Eyes; what il he is married. I'm sure
it's natural enough. 1t kind o runs
in the family, pears to me-"
But Mrs Clements would take no |
notice of the little pleasantly.
"well, if you like it, I can tell you l
don't He needn't think he's coming
here with his fine city-bred lady, all
airs and graces and Aounces and autted
ruffles. There's plenty Of good girls
hereabout that wanted him. Right in
the middle OF work, tool TO talk OF
bringing a lady here in hog-lillin' time!
| I do declare, 1 think Georges a fool|
A graceful, dainty little lady, in q
garnet poplin and rufled apron, with a
small proudly poised head covered with
short dusky curls, and pair OF blue
! ewes so wistful and tender, tiny rose
bud of mouth, and 10 dimple in enc
pink check.
That was Mrs. Marion Clements
Was it any wonder that George had
failed in love with her?
She sat in the bright little parlor,
close behind the lace -curtained window,
watching for the loved husbands re-
turn; and then, when she heard the
click of the latch-key in the hall, flew
for the welcome kiss.
| Haven't you the letter this time
George1 I've felt sure OF it all day.
Indeed, I've quite decided what dress
es to take with me"
| He smiled and shook his head.
A cloud passed over her pretty lace
| "Ob, George, isn't it too bad An'
1 do believe they won't write because
they are sorry you married me-
He puts his arms around her neck.
"And supposing such to be the case
do YOU think it would make any dit
ference TO me?"
"Ob, no, mol only it would grieye m
so if l knew I had alienated your ow
parents from you"
l Sand one-sided alienation it woul
be, too. They have never seen you
! and when they know you, they can
=. help loving you.
"Oh, Georgel"
And the exclamation was caused b
;, the kiss accompanying his loving fla
terry.
THAT'S true as preaching. BY II
by, my dear, what would you soy if Il
firm sent me off on travelling tour
six weeks?"
A little dismay cry answered him.
"You won't stay here alone, ell 81
Marion, it would be FIVE hundred dc
lars clear gam to us.
, "What need we care tor money! L
: rather have YOU"
A mischievous smile played on Il
young mans lips; he was more matte
o of-fact than this romantic, tender lit
- wife of his.
y 81 think the addition 10 our balan
at the bankers would lie very consoll
for the absence. But never mind, lit
pei. Lets go down to dinner. L no
we'll get letter from home soon.
And soon it was; for Marion snat'
ed it from his coat pocket the veryn'
night. But her husbands face look
very grave and stern, and his eyes lo'
ed angry when she looked gleeiu
over the envelope.
"My dear, you must remember G.
very little for what the letter contal
Remember ! did not write it that
are dearer to me than ever before. n
me first while 1 watch you"
A little pang of misdoubt trouo
her when she glanced over the N
then tears stole from under her lash
and George saw her tender mol
culver and tremble; then when she
finished it, she laid her head down
his shoulder and cried.
at WAS cruel to let YOU see 1t,
wounded birdie. Let mo burn it. A
don't forget, darling, what our 81
says-that man shall leave father
4lor ond olaova Tn his wife Mari