New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-07-03

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him, while he INDUCES in dismal fore
bodings as to the condition in which nv
prisoner will be found. He rings the
changes on suicide and melancholy mad
l,ness. Theruin is at last reached. Tho
delicate aroma pf a fragrant Cigar which
tessour nostrils tends to remove sour.
Fanxiety e. testhe prisoners being totally
destitute ct comfort! Ny father pushes
me toward the door. s.
'op ,a9i i, girl Y he says, with melodra-
matte sternpess. .',F' - q. 8 4
II am trembling all over, but with great
enort manage to turn the kew and give
the door, q feeble push. I'd telt the door
pulled open. I dare not look NV ewes
are cast to the ground, and my cheeks
are on hre, as IN scarcely audible voice
| say, Il am SO sorry, Mr.: Barton. 1 did
not mean toTT71l took you for IA It,
Is il top much I break down, and, ingno-i
ssminiously Bursting into tears, run to nv
father and bury my face on his shoulder.
"There, there, my girl!'' cries my faith
er, soothingly.. He holds me to him. and,
softly patting me with one hand, he turns
to Mr.. Barton. and says, ave must ask
Syou- forgiveness, Mr.. Barton; and am
sure you will give it when explain how
my little girl has made a great mistake.
In fact, she took you for Country Court
sbailiff" and my father explains every
thing to him. # ~ z'''..' :
When he was finished, I raise my head,
and, looking shyly at Mr.. Barton, say:
- am so sorry. do not know how I
could have made such mistake. It was
SO foolish; but was SO frightened!'
1t would be useless to relate the many
kind things Mr.. Barton said. He made
so many excuses for me, and was so kind
and good-natured, that by the time we
had reached the house I had recovered
my self possession sufficiently to be able
to laugh atSan amusing anecdote he re-
lated to ns.
Fertunately dinner had not advanced
very far when I discovered my mistake.
We made very merry party that night.
My father brought out some of his cher
llshed port that saw the light only on very
great occasions; and as he insisted on MI.
Barton staying all night, and the next
J: morning 1'i1 in saying Good by" gave him
. pressing invitation to come and see US
very often, think Tam justified in be-
ieying that my prisoner had created
very favorable impression on that adj
amantine structure fathers heart.
Three months later. A sharp winter
hasiset in, and the stream still. The lake
is frozen over, and I am sitting on the
bankswhile Mr., Barton is assisting me to
remove nv skates I have been recelv-
ing my firstlesson id skating: IT was co.
pleasant! was not at all afraid. NV
teachers arm was so strong and he held
my hands SO tightly! :, E4. az. Il j
DO you remember the afternoos when
locked you up?" I ask, as we carry our
skates into the ruin. Y. -5s.'# EVE .s ~
Remembers" he cries. looking me full
in the face. II should think I do! It
was the happiest day Of my life ."ysat'a
Stupid little goose that L am, I begin
to tremble, and my foolish cheeks flash
the tell-tale cslor. The skates fall to the
ground as my hands are quickly grasped
and my prisoner makes me captive.
try to !, release myself, but my efforts
cease as my captor, in almost breathless
words, tells me, he loves me. LIDO not
know whether I give any answer, but in
a moment he has drawn me to him. I
pillow my head on; his breast, his arms
are around me, and know that / am his
and that heis mine! 81 , u..,
"Hey-daY' exclaims a voice, as my
father suddenly appears on the scene;
hat does this mean?" lis a.esa,,tt ,ts,,q5.
"Onlythe man in possession!'' replies
Mr.. Barton. grasping my fathers readily
outstretched hand. !0e 48satu i a-,g.S ,ass
Trial For Murder, that Ended with