Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1877-02-07
A SLElGH.DELLE.

Harold Browns sleigh dashed mer-
rily up to Harold Browns door. and
at that moment (she was the soul of
punctuality) out came Harold Browns
only sister--a little woman wrapped in
shawls and walls and worsted things
from bead to foot. - hs- 80 - h-3
"Come along, SIS he shouts; and
then, without waiting for her. to
"come along he jumps from the
sleigh, reaches the top of the stoop in
three strides-he's tall, broad-shoul-
dered da'k-skinned, blue-eyed young
ellow-catches her up in his arms as
though she were only bundle, and
in the twinkling Of an eye she is
snngly stewed away among the buffa-
lo-robes.
Crack goes the whip. &C lang,
Nedr cries Harold NED losses
his head and paws the ground an in
slant to set the sleigh-bells ringing
properly, and off they go. Ia T
" Are vou warm - asked Harold Of
the bundle at his side.
" Almost smothered," ans wers the
bundle, in an indistinct voice with a
slight lisp.
That's right, my darling" says the
brother. who adores his pretty young
sister--the only one left him of four.
. / should tear my hair in wild de-
spair if you caught cold. Mind you
don't, for if you but sneeze once, be it
the tiniest sneeze that ever was, home
you co.
Never fear, liar, rejoins the ODE
dent small woman. 81 promise,
upon my word and honor. not to
sneeze. I'll choke first. All! here
we are she continues, as they turn
into Fifth Avenue and take their
place at the end of line of sleighs,
big and little, the largest of which
stands unoccupied before the hand
so're and brilliantly-lighted house of
Albert Lee, merchant and million
aire.
. Yes, and here are all the rest, :"
says Harold. adding, with slight in
hection Of scorn, excepting the Lee
people. OF course it's the Princess
Alberta who is keeping us all wait
ing "--forgetting, in the most man
like manner, that he had only that
moment arrived himself. "She never
was ready when she was little girl.
and ! suppose she hasn't reformed in
that particular. now she's big one"
Big" repeats the voice from the
muillers, "why she isn't bit larger
than | am"
"Wen. she's year older, anyhow.
and ought to know better" replies
Harold: "but | haven't the slightest
doubt she's stopping to tlirt with some
one. or two, or half dozen of her nu-
merous admirers. utterly regardless
of the fact that THAT is, you-to say
nothing Of forty or fifty others, more
or less intimate friends, are freezing
outside. Dan Van Rensselaer, is but
toning on her gloves. or Win West is
fastening the straps of her overshoes.
or some COMPOUNDED nonsense or other.
Cora, it's my opinion that girl tlirted
III her cradle, made faces at her old
loves and smiled on the new. Al
hertaN and she won't let any one
soften il to Berta,' he went on, APP
parently warming with his subject
"What ridiculous name for such a
mitel for mite. she is, and mite she
Will continue to be, for al her scorn-
ful looks and naughty WAYS"
''Oh, Uaroldp' eXclaims the vailed
voice, with as much indignation rs is
possible under the circumstances.
How unjust you are, She's not
naughty she's not scornful-s :
lovely She came TO me herself yes
terday afternoon--and | happen to
know all the others had written invi-
tations-and begged We would JOIN
her slelghing party. It's To be a real
old-tashioned affair, she said. and
want my real old-faShioned friends to
come
Extremely condescending" inter-
po,ates Harold. -
And rs for her name, she had moth
ing TO say about that. as you. II YOU
have one grain of common sense. must
be aware--no more than YOU did about
yours. And she'd rather be called
Berthe, a great deal. only her papa
insists upon Alberta. and couse-
Qurutly, like n good daughter. she in
sists upon Alberta too. He wanted
a boy when she was born, TO be called
Albert that's his own name, YOU
know; and when girl came instead.
he said no girl should interfere with
his plans, and Renamed her Alberta.
which is almost the sane thing. And
it's Just rs well he did. for he never
had another child, girl or boy"
"Pity there hadn't been boy"
grumbles Harold
For shame, brotherr' exclaims the
the little woman, partly unfolding the
vail that hides her dimpled chin and
rosy mouth. that she may speak with
greater effect. How can YOU wish
that there was a great, stupid young