The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-06-04

In the meantime, as Greta had not Civ I
en- him a refufal, Mr., Grafton chose to
consider himself accepted He consulted K
her about the wedding journey, about thcil
new servants to be- engaged; as q if the
marriage was q matter Of course. She n
acquiesced in his suggestions, but she had |
no choice to make d she was drifting with Il
the stream, not rowing hard against III;
she was making believe that she could L
love him y-and-b BY; his attention, his
consideration for one 80 forlorn, his gen.
er0sity touched her THAT was all.9a0 ,s.,fol
One day Mrs. Stoughton's husband re1
turned home, i It would seem as if no
event could have less effect upon Greta's
fortunes. She watched him walking by;
and wondered if Mrs. Stoughton was glad
to see him. .ssa.i no gsd.I 1.sfs, ,ia.bn4lF6|
l.'Any news in fHampton2' he asked |
his dinner table, .sfls.eo2 h, g.q4ggrr lfqg.|
HNews enough. Mr.. Grafton is going
to be married, !" returned his wife, ..,i,1I
That reminds mel must see Grafton |
directly, Married, Ell? Well, he's old
enough, Who's the bride elect?'"';.... l..-,
"That little hussy, Greta Loring. ;" 4...s.
ts'softly, softly, my dear; it SOY sounds 5sl en-
vieus, sls... sslff ggrss,., A.,
~ envious Of that little thief!'' I. . .,,
''TMefl What has Greta stolen old
Grafton's heart? Nobody knew he had
one before. Perhaps she has. only .deyel-
oped latent organ in him ,,aT -,-r,,5a.
e Oh, Herbert, I am so sorry to tell you
! never could make up my, mind to write
it; but she was at work here -Greta L0r-
ing by -the-way,i / haven't paid her yet
and and my diamond ring was in the
same room, and--it's there yet, only the
diamond's gone. Nobody else had been
in the house. What could l think? OF
course she stole it, though she brazens it
out as she does.'' t,}1ar 35.,4 a5g...g9js ,l.:aw
8. Mr.. Stoughton, turned ash-color, laid
down his fork, and stared at his wife.
sand you accuse her Of stealing the dia-
monde ,sa.43n tgIi,ga ar3. a.,1s l., asft:t
Il wrote to her very kindly and consid-
erately. She replied in! high, and
mighty tone, which was simply insulting.
! I put the case into Mr.. Grafton's hands, y
s9fsInto Grqfton's hands! Well, and what
did he say about it?" qg,t azua.g y;s Bra
"say! Why, he's going to marry her "
4'Looks as if you'd win your case -
laughed Mr. Stoughton, uneasily. Sand
,, so Greta is going to marry the old fox
T A pretty kettle Of fish! Ny: dear, really
wish yon had notified me of your loss, .
!, 4 He took up his hat and went out grim
". He had a very disagreeable duty e
perform, and he wanted it over with; il
{ had spoiled his dinner and that wa.
/ enough He knocked at Greta's door. =
ssThe diamond again." she thought.
CATER all,"' he cogitated, ss'why not LEI
/ we'll enough alone? Perhaps she loves
y the fellow III @@. a,.I '','' ..J -
t Greta bore herself like one with goot
+ news: tender color trembled on he
j cheek, sort Of suppressed Joy .shone il
her eyes. An open letter lay before her
Il land Mr.. Grafton sat in her easy chair: =,
J. Mrs. Stoughton.g watching from he
lndow wondered what under the gu
d Herbert could have to say that woul
+ take so long, and hoped he was givin
/, Greta piece of his mind. but grew 9
se the more bewildered when he and NJ
" Grafton came out together and separate
1e without a word. " If 5g.,z .,s.t 5.,...2
ae II guess her cake is dough- she col
u jectured. tE ts@.. s.@er'll-' Ed i.@";
"a When Greta was left once more alon
~ she turned to her open letter, written j
a a strange hand: a.@ &5ga5s 5IG. .s,.a5
hit ssWhat does it mean, my dearest Greta'
n it began. II sometimes think I'm NJ
f. |quite sane vet, and it's all a fiction
.e- nv disturbed brain. Here I was, ju
lie picking up from a fever, in strange cit
e's when I received all my old letters ar
d, keepsakes from my sweetheart, and not
er. word of explanation. 1t was like
-. bomb shell I was out of my head for
pr month afterward, and small wonde
/ Greta, I love you---lovei you: SO mu'
ar love was never meant to be wasted. II
for hospital nurse kindly writes this for m
Id since I can only swear that I am still, al
ais ever will be, your devoted lover, >''.
.r6;i lests aiHA9s afssSTEpHEN SoTHERNE. "
his Mr.. Stoughton looked very sober VIII
!, he sat down to his tea table that night.
no. aa "I'm dying to- know what Miss Gre
= had to say for herself" remarked i
tho wife. ZIP s.,.' tbd e13 .iS2<tls=ss' a@v
- The stronger vessel smiled. "Your I
. a my dear, resembles the church Of Lao
at cea-it is neither hot nor cold" suogi
ia ut waited for you long enough to co
his wonder you didn't see that you "
His de trop at Miss Loring's." ''
ttle 81 think maybe Grafton found me
[ trop. in the mean time, my love, I
life happy to restore your diamond, - and
3 passed tiny box across the table. i@t
"Then she has confessed r. spark
ret Mrs. Stoughton. ~.s .s. %s. ~ ~ .
md 'sYou Jump at conclusions. + Won
use are fond of such gymnastic exercises,
ge. hear No; the confession comes fr'
II your humble servant. am the culp
klv: Mrs. Stoughton. It was + who, want
ia some ready money for business purpof
Inc abstracted the diamond from your ). ri
and pawned it to Mr.. Grafton He 4
vanced a considerable sum upon it, an
yen never meant you should know till I /
- redeemed it-perhaps not then. Al
rs all, perfect confidence is the only 8
nv ~ thing between you and me, I find. n
~ s we must go and beg Greta's pardon"
'ulu "And Mr.. Grafton" l# u 'f 9R5fst
an "The blue satin parlor IS . mistake,
~ we'll as the boudoir; he will remain
nau bachelor!" atflltta# Fcli
ugu "How-how does he explain himse
h l1n Calls fair in love and wal, even forg
uoA Ia his creed -