Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-07-04

lell WAS III Uno WlHuOW, gazing OUT Will
a very sentimental expression. Mary
joined her, and the amused smile again
foated over her features as she saw a tall
ungainly figure, with short trowsers, low
shoes, much blue stocking, a large UNI
brella of green and white plaid, enor-
NOUS spectacles, and hat on the back
of his head, and yet withal a kindly and
pleasing and very melancholy face, come
swinging over the bridge toward the
Reuss House. He whistled as he drew
near. musical whistle like birds CALL
and his melancholy features broke into q
sunny smile as the old door opened and
three dirty children rushed out, clasp
inc his knees and hands, and dancing like
Hecate's imps about him as they led him
in triumph home. He was widower-
a doctor-who lived opposite the little
Swiss inn at which Mary and her COM
panion were stopping. The fraulein had
once rescued one of the doctors little
children that had fallen from the top of
a wood cart; and ever since that time
she had taken an unusual interest in the
family across the way.
"There is an ideal-an ideal Don
Quixote," said Mary.
Fraulein replied by a sounding
"Achr'
"Listen, Louise" said Mary Crom-
ford, holding in her hand that morning S
Kauier. "This is what widower's life
has driven our opposite neighbor to:
"GENUINE PROPOSITION OF MARRIAGE
"A widower, forty-tive years of age, doe
tor, possessing go cd house in an agreeable
village of Switzerland disires to marry a
| i i 1,l, - Il
same must be of an amiable disposition,
must have taste for housekeeping and SIM
plicity, and be willing to be loving step
mother to his children, and to give them a
sound and religious education. Fortune is
less desired than good disposition. Genu-
inc offers, with photograph enclosed Ono no.
tice will be taken of anonymous answers),
may be sent in strict confidence to "Poste
Residnte"-
"Where do you think? Why, here is
Neuenthal 1t is no one but our doctor.
Is this the way your German ideals man
age matters?"
But Fraulein did not seem to see the
joke. She was fdgeting over the bread
and butter, and looked so red when
Mary glanced up, laughing, for her an
swer, that she checked the words: "Sup-
pose we answer it, which were ready on
her lips.
CHOW to my letter." said Mary.
"Here is one from Lizzie Arnold; one
| FROM
Here it was her turn to be confused,
for the second was from Mr.. Manton
She supposed he had discovered her re-
treat, and was pressing, in his determined
way, for an answer, and she had no an
swer ready. But little was she prepared
for the real contents of his letter. Light
and shade crossed one another on her
! face; some CONSERVATION, much bewil-
derment, dawning sense of great relief,
made confusion in her mind
DEAR MADAME" said this strange lover,
knowing that you had retired in order to
/ form decision more freely, [ would have
! taken steps to discover your retreat till it
! should be your own will to disclose it, had
[ not been bound to do so by asingular and
important discovery of which / have fully
informed your lawyers. You will hear from
them by the neXtpost but for obvious reasons
| have wished to be the first to communicate
to You the fact that in the course of certain
alterations in Worthton Hall, will of re-
cent date has been found, drawn up in full
legal form by my late uncle himself, and
witnessed by two servants, who were not
aware OF the Importance of the document.
In this viii your uncle bequeathed all his
property TO me-all but an annual income of
three thousand pounds, which the will re-
serves foryou. Your devoted servant,
J. MANTON."
{" So that's ali over, and / am free
again, and we can go home tomorrow"
said Mary, when she had read the letter
twice, feeling as light hearted as bird
The lawyers letter came in due course,
attesting the genuineness of the recent
will, and Mary began to think whether
she should at once return to England, or,
as it was the height of the summer,
travel little first, now that one burden,
at least, was removed which had made
travelling, and all things else under the
sun a WEAKNESS. But, to her surprise,
1t was Frauleln who now cast obstacles
in the way. There was this reason and
that reason why they could not possibly
leave Neuenthal at once, and when Mary
overruled them al, poor Fraulein waxed
|. fearful and nervous, and had headaches,
till Mary, perceiving some mysterious
cause, promised to stay 8" a little longer
in the spot which she had almost begun
to hate as a prison.
1t was very wearisome to her, how
ever; she was longing for home, and rock
and flood bore to her the aspect of
jailors. She had wandered alone one
afternoon to the edge of that chasm
where we saw her first The new path
was made; the workmen were all gone
there was silence but for the voice of
the river. Fraulein was at home with
headache. Again Mary wore that same
white dress in which her graceful figure
showed SO well, and the soft plaits of her
brown hair were rich in shadow under
her simple hat. A young pedestrian of
the true British type, sunny-haired
frank-eyed mortal, who came swinging
| down the river side, thought that he had
never seen a picture more pleasing or
more welcome to his eyes. She did not
raise her head at his footstep, until he
stood behind her, stopped, and said, softly:
!" Maryp"
She started and looked at him, tremb-
ling. In a sense Of loneliness, the tears
had been ready before, and now they