American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1875-06-05

What is the matter, Ingeborg9 yol
seem as if you were laughing with on
eye and crying with the other"
"Oh, nothing much" was the reply
"only bubble has burst, and perhap
j you know, dear, am bad hand a
guessing riddles; SO if you wish me t,
understand your meaning you must de
scend to the level of my understanding
"Well, them" said Ingeborg, " 1 hav'
just lost an illusion of six years stand
ing"
| "Of six yearsl why, you were thei
only sixteenp
EXACTLY; just when I was sixteen
met an ideal with which fell in love
To-day l have heard that he is married
But I'll tell you the whole story. 81,
years ago drove into Copenhagen will
my late father. While he was engaged
in business matters l went about the
town to execute my commissions.
"Just as / was turning the corner of q
street was nearly knocked down by the
wind, for it was blowing very violently
| While was gasping for breath scrap
of paper flew in under my veil, and hung
there tluttering just like butterfly.
tried to remove n, but as often as put
it away it flew back. At last was de-
termined to get rid of it, for 1t worried
me, and was on the point of throwing il
up into the air when noticed that there
was some writing on it. read it, and
| saw that it was regular love letter. The
writer stated that he had sent it forth
after the fashion of the old Mortimer,
who committed the props of their high
| seats to the waves, and that wheresoeyer
it alightcd he would some day bring his
AZ. r1~f< FA.4 IL -. T.
What is Geb?'" inquired the widow
Why, Ingeborg, of course" replied
Miss HELM, with q simplicity that testi-
fed to the earnestness with which she
had believed in the reality of the writer's
VOW,
Every strange, indeed" replied her
cousin, with just the slightest touch OF
irony in her words; and SO you de-
termined to remain single till yoar un-
No, not exactly that" answered
Ingeborg; "but perhaps it made me
rather more particular"
Well-and now?" interrupted her
cousin.
az have just given Miss Brandt the
note"
"Givcn 1t to Miss Brandt! Why, what
made you do THAR"
Because learned from her that the
man who In all probability wrote that
letter had spoken of it publicly, and was
an Assessor in the Criminal Court"
Oh, see now" replied the widow, in
bantering tone. When your ideal
hero turns out to be but SIMPLE Asses
sor, then"
"He is my ideal no longer, you were
going to say?" broke in Miss Helm.
No, not exactly that"
But tell me, how could possibly have
gone to him and told him that had his
missire?l Besides, it is quite plain that
or. Fancy it they were only to make
match Of it, and she were to give him
his note back on their weddingd day,
wouldn't it be romantic?n
"But how can she explain about
Geb?'" asked the widow.
"Oh, such matters do not depend
upon a single syllable. Besides, Miss
Brandt is rather a cautious young lady,"
added Miss Helm, in slightly sarcas-
tic tone.
1t is said that good fortune seldom
comes unattended. One morning, as the
ceived official notice of his elevation TO
the distinguished post of Judge of the
Supreme Court.
The first feelings of qualification had
scarcely subsidized when a letter was
brought in to him. 1t was in a strange
Inadvertently lady's.
Quickly breaking the seal, he read as
follows: ,s s-ses s---.s
Tho props Of the high scat have reached
land. GEE.
1t is said that up to thirty years of age
ence of love, and that after that period
he becomes ambitious. But in the pres
ent case Bagger's ambition, if not salts
fed, was at least alIayed, while his anna
tory prOpensitiesShad not been severely
strained. The note, then, he had just
received acted on him like a spark on a
barrel of gunpowder. A glow ran
through every vein in his body. Still
there was SO much of the lawyer about
him that, after the first raptur0us emo
ton had subsidized, he thought, What if
it be some practical joke, after all?"
On the other hand, he was quite Ger
tain that he had never alluded to the
comparison of the old Northmen's chair
props to a living soul, much less had he
breathed that now precious syllable
" gcb" in mortal ear.
Evidently, therefore, the missive he
had once sent forth had scomc into the
possession of lady flor the handwriting,
the delicate perfume of the note-paper,
her to be such), who by some
means or othef iiad discovered his secret.
Again and again he looked. at the eIivel-
ope.- 1t bore only The Copenhagen post
mark. The writer, then, must be living
in that city-perhaps was close by. But
who could she be? All! that was the
vexatious thing about. it. :" And yet it
must inevitably be So" he reflected;
A" for how could she have come in pro
priG persona and have said, while hand
ing me the note, 1t is ~ Perhaps she
would write again"
Some nine or ten days elapsed and
found the Judge in very Respondent
mood. All the bright castles he had
been building. up were demolished as
soon as completed. One evening, how
ever, the pOstmap lat. a note at thedoor.
It was IN the same hsfdwriting and con
tanned the following words:
1 ought to act honestly toward you and,
As we may never meet, can do so.
Bagger gasped for breath. Some per-
sons, indeed, might have put different
on this sentence, and, for
" ought to act honestly" etc., have read
" l mean to make q fool of YOU" and for
" we may never meet" shall soon see
you;" but the worthy Judge took every
word for gospel. j
am ashamed, }" the writer continued, "at
the words last wrote you. My excuse must
be that only learned day or two ago that
you were married. My consolation is that
you will never know who am and shall
be forgotten as l will forget"
"Oh!" thought the Judge; "supposing
we were to meet some day when we are
both gray-headed, and she were then to
learn that j never was, am not, and new
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