Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1879-09-07

Du( aSalI ilc tfluCcit Signs III RESTLESS
ness, again he appeared on the eve OF a
great undertaking, and so he was-tol
the Baron Won Helmsted, who had resid,
ed peacefully and contentedly on his ter
ritories for the last thirty years, as wise
man should've was absolutely going on
a journey. Again did Dame MarServ
lift up her hands and eyes; and this time
she exclaimed: .rat #r...
The Baron Won Helmsted is certainly
bewitched." ~-"'
AS for the baron, he went away. A
month passed, then two and three, when
some workmen came, dispatched by his
orders, to model and renew one entire
side OF his castle. And then, when num-
bers OF tasteful and lairy-like apartments
had been prepared, the most recherche and
exquisite furniture in the world arrived
to occupy and adorn them. A letter at
length reached the castle, in which Ernest
ito his intense establishment and infinite
merriment) learned that his uncle, fail
ing IN his attempts to induce him to
enter the holy estate, had been driven to
1t himself, and would be there with his
bride on the morrow.
Ernest was amused at the evident en-
barassment which peeped out from every
part OF the worthy old baron's letter; the
idea Of tho whole matter was infinitely
ludlcrous to him, and he laughed where
most young men would have sworn, for
Ernest Won Hclmsted was to have been
his uncle's heir.
The morrow came, the noon, the night
brightly the fires cleaned, brightly the
lights flashed-and amid rain, storm and
tempest q carriage dashed violently up
to the door, and in it were the Baron Won
Helmsted and the Baron Won Helmsted' s
bride. Ernest had, for some reason or
other, pictured the lady as tall, gaunt,
bony. looking woman, on the shady side
OF fifty, as entire contrast to his uncle as
could possibly be conceived. AS she stood
enveloped in her cloaks and muffiings,
he saw that she was quite small, and a
little, withered, meagre visagc presented
itself to his fancy.
OFT the coverings and DISCUSSES tell, and
stepping from among them, shaking some
lovely, fair golden curls from her large
bright eyes, stood petite ethereal, fairy
figure, looking much more like an angel
than any creature of mortal mold. Nev-
er was there such snowy skin, such
fauitess features, such a perfect tout-en-
senabge as had Florise, the Baron Won
Helmsteds little bride
AS he behold the intense as tonishment
which was depicted on his nephew's
ylsage, the little German baron, with
hands on bis sides and and his mouth
lonSated to most alarming extent,
laughed SO long. so loudly, and so merrily,
that the roof Of the old castle rang again.
and such was the contagion of his mirth,
that little bride, with sweet, ringing,
delicious sound, was fain to Join therein
then she bounded toward the fire, and
ensconclng herself in large armenian,
chartered till late that night, as fast as
her little tongue could move, now at the
German baron, now at his nephew, while
ever and anon from her lovely lips broke
the same musical laughter. In good
sooth, it was pretty picture. The charm
ing face emerging from It's shower of
golden locks, with It's sweet, sunny eyes,
rose-tlushed cheeks, ana rich, EXQUISITE
lips, parted and embellished by alternate
smiles and dimplcs; now holding up one
little foot to the bri ght blaze, and anon
the other, while her lovely hands, in the
earnestness of her discourse, were some
times clasped, then thrown up, then down
and IN all and in every direction, looking
tor all the world like flakes of snow linec
with rose-leaves. TWAS pretty picture
say; 50 thought the German baron. anc
SO, ween, his nephew, for instead of Wis
ions Of pale, shadowy, grief: bound maid
ems ringing their long hair and waving
their white hands, which were wont t.
recreate his slumbers, he had the large
bright eyes and bewltching figure of hi.
uncle's little wife.
Months flew. The delicate, petted
lovely little lady was cnsconced in thu
apartments prepared for her reception
meet tor SO fair gem, and worked Sc
great change IN the whole household
as had never been worked in crazy ole
castle before. She was like CLEAN O.
sunshine; she was like hidden strain O
music; she was like everything mos
sweet, cheering and charming. Unde
her influence, Dame Margery waxed kline
and benignant, the careless servants neat
the baron infinitely merrier than of wore
and as for his nephew, he was at thu
same time most happy and most misera
BILE.
Pleasantly passed the dark, gloom,
winter days, Heetly the long lingering
summer hours, and the baron discovered
that it was mighty agreeable thing t,
nave a lovely head peeping over his shout
ders, and soft voice sounding in his ca
as he smoked; and his nephew, that tt
| be greeted always with bright smile ant
a merry welcome was a consummatiol
most devoutly to be wished.
Pray Heaven the German baron recove
again his senses, for his nephew was fas
losing the possession of his. There Ger
talnly was never binder, more infat
uated little baron than this same Vor
Heimsted. Instead of immur1ng his birt
In her own fair bower, waiting on he
himself, and allowing her eyes to rest OF
none other than his comfortable coun
tenance, he permitted, nay, commanded
the handsome nephew to walk with her
ride with her, read with her, and sins
with her, till that nephew loved he
more ardently and devotedly than wa.
ever little aunty, who had usurped tn,
affections of q wealthy old uncle, lovec
before.
But Ernest Won Helmsted was nobl,
and honorable youth, and wronged no
the trusting, tender confidence of hi.
uncle, nor the childlike simplicity of hi,
uncles wife; and, after wrestling will
his affections in vain, he determined t.
bid forever an adieu to the old castle
FRANKLY and honestly did he declare al
to his uncle, and never was there such &
torrent of indignation, never such tor
rent Of abuse and vituperation from {
worthy old baron before. He cut shor
to all Ernest's protestations, he smotherec