New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-06-26
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mans face. 1t was an anxious face jus
at flat moment, and, being usually full
of placid content the anxiety was very
apparent to Leonie. So, after her first
careless glance, she Strengthened herself
in her low chair; and said, quietly, yet
with every appearance of enterest-
"What is the matter2"
An awkward pause followed that ques-
ion.
Mrs. Tollman fdgeted under the in
quiring glance Of the dark eyes, cleared
her throat twice, and finally said with
nervous emphasis
"John Furber.'
Miss Cameron's face seemed to freeze
It was very beautiful face, with pride
for leading expression. Sweetness
lurked in the mouth, intellect beamed
from the radiant eyes, but pride shadow
ed all. 1t carried the small head grace
fully erect, it swept the folds of the rich
dresses with a regal motion. It touched
the small patrician hands, and was evil
dent in the we'll modulated tones of the
refined voice.
"There," Mrs. Tollman said, despair.
ingly, "I've made you mad already, and
haven't said anything"
II am not mad" Leone answered, and
there certainly lurked smile in her
mouth at the good woman's consterna
ton; but you have not told me what
troubles you"
It's-its-John, Miss Cameron, and"
then rapidly, as if the words were
forced by fear of her own inability to
finish herself appointed task. she hurried
on: "He's my nephew, Miss, as you
know, though his father is rich man,
very rich. and John IS above his mothers
place in her life. She's dead, and, and
John was spoiled somewhere between the
year she died and two years ago. don't
know where he took to bad ways. He was
brought up an idler upon his fathers
money, and from idleness to drinking,
gambling and bad ways is an easy road.
His father is a hard man and he thrust
him out nearly a year ago and disinherit-
ed him. He come here for I loved him.
I've nothing else to love; husband and
Children in the graveyard, SO I love
John"
There was a piteous pleading in the
save from an air of polite interest.
HE was most desperate when he came
here, out I've coaxed him up little.
But-but, o, Miss Cameron, you know
what want to say. You are beautiful
rich-a lady far above me in education
and position, and only staying here for
country quiet. I've no right to find fault
but, but, don't firt with John. He is in
trouble, Respondent, dsinherited, and
he's falling in love with you as fast as he
can. ] believe if you play with him, he
will kill himself, body and soul.''
Fairly out of breath with her own earn
est utterance, Mrs. Tollman paused, look
ing pleadingly in Leonic Cameron's face.
The expression of polite interest never
wayered, as that young lady said:
''If understand you Alright, you wish
me to igrore your nephew. 1t IS not so
easy, as he is in your house, so had bet
ter leave it."
"Goodness y cried the widow, aghast at
this Interpretation Of her words. II never
meant that. Where can you find another
boarding place near hear?''
II can return to London"
'sI've put my foot in it. John will never
forgive me-" said Mrs. Tollman, discon-
solately.
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face, and she turned away at last, per-
picked and more anxious than ever. And
Leonie, sinking back in her chair again,
looked at the sunset clouds and variegat-
ed foliage, and thought perhaps it was
time to return to LONDON
She had come to s., weary with a
round of fashionable life, tired of flat
terry, dancing, flirting, and she had
found rest and quiet under Mrs. Toll
mans motherly care. She was rich, rich
er far than the landlady had any idea Of;
out she had no near relatives, only q
second cousin to keep her lonely home
and play propriety.
Society constituted itself her amateur
guardian, and lying back in her cush-
loned chair. in the sunset glow, she won
dered indolently what society would say
about John Fnrber. It would grant him
rare perfection of manly beauty of
face and form, and forgive the evident
traces of dissipation, if it was only
known that he was the son of a rich
man, and had been educated an idler bv
profession. But in what horror ii
would turn away with uplifted hands
when it was known that he was disin-
herited, with no home but room in the
house of widowed aunt eking out her