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THE WEEKLY.
VOLUME VII.
4 YEAR'S WOOING.
when first they stood on the
istfiinn
fee; the pear tree, ripe corn on tne
jars on
fL ting flew still swiftly southward, far up were in the lost blue to the
‘•Can you love me, as can love
if demuredly: “Already I do !”
ite
when next they met on the
winter
Jftrees were brown, and white was the
were feathering their nests in
fallows
ders. and she burst into
lied in his face,
pit was pinched, and his bps they were
L “I can’t love you 1” Said he s “Nor
bu!” "l
jring-time when next they stood on the
Irr0 and the
ite was the pear tree green was
jlo W8 had thoughts dancing of a speedy a-down return; the
e midgers were
wn ton.
i. “Pietty maiden, let by-gon.es go
Llove me again?” She said : “I can
Effltr when next they stood on the
ere pears on the pear tree, tall com on
ridge; in
lows wheeled round them, far up
[blue, hoped down and snapped up a midgelet
wo.
: "Lest some trifle should come in the
rt us again, will you mention the day ?”
od, looking down on the fast-flowing
lswered, demuredly: “As soon as you
!” —Chariibers's Journal.
Disguised.
larlea! Charles! you won’t for
i meet my Aunt Stephanie at the
[at twelve precisely!”
I. Early had followed her tall
ir-in-law to the front door steps,
lie fresh wind blowing her bright
pout her face, and a scarlet Shet
jhawl Bicate drawn shoulders picturesquely round
—a pretty woman
jomething ithe arch mischief of matronly dignity sub
that sparkled in
|r.y I Charles eyes. Early
was a stalwart,
■me joung man, with blue eyes
KM brown hair shadowing a fair,
fciead. It was a pleasant face to
Bo, with nothing of irresolution or
lacy about it, and consequently
B Early had many friends—aye,
|al Pned ones, too.
around at the sound of hie
plaw’s voice. Josephine was one
post useful and constant allies.
Ill not forget, Josephine; but
pry her grandfathers and grand¬
ly hi ie, baptism gave her the name
?”
® UBe 1 know a Stephanie; the
it fairy . you ever saw ! It was
vere all at Woolgrove Beach
Mi)—and—if you’ll promise not
sober brother, Bob, I’ll con¬
' 011
i a momentous secret, Joseph
’ e I y°nr pledge of secrecy ?”
romise. ”
P: little 1 lost my heart to that
y. e Stephanie, with her
° w curls, and her rose
lts tin 7 pearls of teeth, and
11 ‘>nd white complexion, just like
oleander in the drawing
; Ton Propose to her, Charlie?”
f hls tailless sister-in-law, of with all the
a woman’s curi
then, but—another secret,
^‘erday proposed by letter, day
j”
ave rece ived no answer ?”
j suppose it is too soon;
" ‘“orns and nettles until one
e ’nfj drown ^ ose Pkine, if she don’t
4SS myself!”
y ° UWOn ’ t! Whatab
Worse ! I’ll subside into
hU e ’ fifl 8 et y °ld bachelor,
c lr ^eessantiy ,
J for at everything and
all the rest of my natural
see if i fion’t.”
^ a?’Ji 0U ’
re a goose.”
toe tA ^ men J who have the
COLto Edition, “ ° Ve latnr
-
What time do you
CONYERS. ROCKDALE CO., GA., MAY 9,1884.
say the train arrives ? Twelve ? I shall
have to get a carriage, I suppose, to
transfer the rheumaticy old lady here
without any breakage of bones. Does
she walk with a gold-headed cane ?”
“Yes, and she wears a wig and spec¬
tacles, and talks through her nose, and
takes snuff from a tortoise-shell box.”
a i Angels and ministers of grace de¬
fend ns!’ Josephine, how did you ever
come to have such an aunt? and how
did her name happen to be Stephanie,
instead of Dorcas or Tryphosa ?”
“We used to call her ‘Aunt Deny,’ for
short,” said Mrs. Early, mischievously,
and her brother-in-law strode down the
street, whistling, but not for the lack of
thought, as he went.
“I wish Aunt Fenv was in the Red
Sea, he thought, a little vindictively;
“but I suppose I must oblige Josephine. ”
So at 12 o’clock precisely Mr. Charles
Early stood on the platform at the
H-depot watching the long train as
it slowly glided in like a fire-throated
serpent.
“There comes your antediluvian old
hag, Charlie,” said Guy St. Everil, with
a laugh, as a brisk but somewhat bent
figure, wrapped from head to foot in a
voluminous cloak of snuff-colored bom¬
bazine, with a huge circular cape of the
same, stepped out of one of the last cars
by the aid of an iron-headed cane. Her
bonnet, curiously bent and crumpled,
barely covered a huge, frilled cap. She
wore a bright brown wig, set a little
awry over her forehead, and massive
green spectacles sat astride of her nose,
while brown cotton gloves adorned her
bands, and a green umbrella, carried
under the arm, threatened, with its brass
ferule, the eyes of whoever was rash
enough to crowd her movements in the
rear.
“Aunt Feny’s self, as I live and
breathe!” echoed Bruce Montmartin.
“Charlie, if I were you I’d run for it!”
“Drop her in the gutter and make off
with yourself,” suggested another young
exquisite, superciliously stroking down
■ his mustache.
But Charles Early had too many gen
tlemanly instincts to pay any heed to
the waggish hints of his companions.
He stepped forward, chivalrously.
“Allow me to carry your basket for
you, ma’am?” he said. “I am the
brother-in-law of your niece, Mrs.
Early.”
“Oh, you be, eh?” croaked a feeble
voice, from under the cap frill. “Well,
you may take my umbril and my basket,
and here’s a paper o’ gingerbread I
fetched along for lunch and a bottle o’
root beer Farmer Jenkins’ wife sent me
—it’s dretful good for pimples and sich
—and I’ve got a striped carpet-bag
some’rs, with the key tied on with a bit
o’ red tape—and here’s the brass tickets
for the trunks; checks, the fellow called
’em, if I remember rightly.”
“It’s all right, ma’am, I assure you,”
said Mr. Early. “Step into the carriage;
I will see that your things are brought
here directly.” laughin’ at ?”
“What be them fellows
demanded Aunt Feny, stopping short,
with one foot on the carriage step, and
glaring at Messrs. St. Everil, Hontmar
tin & Co. through the green spectacle
glasses. “I guess I’m as good as they
be, if I ain’t dressed in the very last
agony of the fashion. I’ve got ten dol¬
lars sewed up in my flannel waist, over
and above my travelin’ expenses, and
I’ll go bail it’s more than they’ve got!”
A suppressed laugh here ran through
the little assemblage of spectators on
the platform.
“Do not let their folly annoy you,
ma’am,” said Early, pleasantly. “Let
me assist you into the carriage. St.
Everil, stand back !” he added, sternly;
“if you have no reverence for old age or
womanhood, I will teach you to respect
my right hand. This lady is under my
protection, you will please to remember.
Mr. St. Everil retreated, somewhat
discomfited, upon his companion’s toes,
and the old lady climbed, chuckling,
into the carriage. the
“Young man,” she began, when
umbrella, lunch-paper, basket and bot
Ile were safely stowed away and they
were rolling rapidly over the city streets,
“vou’ve got a good deal of moral cour
age. 'Taint every city sprig would be
as polite to an old creetur as you’ve
been, with all them noisy fellers pokin’
fun at you.”
Independent in All Things.
Our hero was somewhat embarrassed
at this plainly-spoken compliment.
“I hope, madam,” he said, “I shall
never be found lacking in the essential
qualities of a gentleman, in whatever
circumstances I may be placed.”
The antique dame nodded her cap
frills, and held silently on to her um¬
brella, without venturing any other re¬
mark until they reached Mrs. Robert
Early’s mansion.
Josephine was waiting for them on the
threshold; she clasped her ancient rela¬
tion closely in her arms, and there was
a sort of triumphal procession up to her
apartment, which Charles was rather at
a loss to understand.
“One would think Josephine never
had had an aunt, fresh out of Noah’s ark
before,” he muttered to himself, as he
took up the newspaper and went out to
the vine-shaded back piazza, there to
while away the time until such period as
lunch should be announced.
“Charlie!”
He had exhausted the paper long ago,
and nearly fallen into a doze; but at his
sister-in-law’s summoning voice he
started to his feet and entered the
house.
“Aunt Stephanie wants to thank you
for all your kindness to her this morn¬
ing,” said Josephine.
“Confound Aunt Stephanie,” thought
Mr. Early, advancing drowsily toward
the front room, where, in a sort of arti¬
ficial twilight, produced by satin cur¬
tains and Venetian blinds, he could dim¬
ly descry a figure.
Suddenly Josephine drew back the
shadowy draperies, and there, instead of
a bent and crooked old woman, stood a
lovely girl of 18, with deep blue eyes
and golden curls, set off with a white
muslin dress, with an abundance of float¬
ing blue ribbons looped and knotted
about it.
“Stephanie Osborne !” he ejaculated,
instantly recognizing his fair enchant¬
ress of the seaside.
“No—my Aunt Stephanie i” inter¬
rupted Josephine, demurely.
“What mystery is this ?” demanded
Early, looking with a puzzled face from
one to the other. “Are you-
“I am the veritable old lady of the
railroad train!” laughed the goldeD
haired lassie, with a becoming glow of
color in her cheeks. “Ho not look so
astonished, Charles. Josephine really is
my niece, only as her mother, my siste r
was married before I was bom, she is
just ten years older than I am !”
“Yes, but why--”
“Why did I assume that odious dis¬
guise, you would say ? Just to try your
sterling worth and native chivalry,
Charles. I somehow fancied that the
young man who was polite and attentive
to a bent old woman would have in him
;he stuff for a good and noble husband,
and
“And may I be your husband, Steph¬
anie ?” demanded Mr. Charlie, promptly
deducing a favorable inference.
“I_I’ll think of it,” said Stephanie,
laughing and blushing. * ‘At all events,
Charlie, I like you ten thousand times
better since I have seen how devoted
you were to the poor old woman in the
snuff- colored cloak!”
“Upon my word, Stephanie, you
ought to have been an actress!” said
Mrs. Early, archly.
fC C All the world’s a stage,’ ” quoted
Stephanie, “and I have only performed
my part! Henceforward I relinquish
the profession ?”
“So you are going to marry my Aunt
Stephanie, eh?” said Josephine, as she
met her brother-in-law in the hall, after
a lengthened interview with his fair
haired goddess, “And will you be my
uncle then I”
“I don’t care if I am your grand¬
father, now that she has said yes, was
Mr. Charles Early’s exultant reply.
Losses in EavPT.-The British loss
at the battle of Tamai is finally figured
up at 100 killed and 150 wounded,
which, added to the casualties at El Teh,
makes the total recent losses in theSoudan
about 500. On the other hand, the Brit¬
ish estimate of Osman Digna’s loss is
4 800 dead rebels on the desert sands at
Tamai, with many wounded and carried
Rwav by the 6,000 Soudanese who fled.
These, with the death-roll of El Teb,
swell the Soudanese loss in these two en¬
gagements, as estimated, to from 6,000
to 7,000 slain and from 10,000 to 12,000
wounded.
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