The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1879-08-06
here somewhere? I'm sure there's enough

sun and grass"
ssBut there amt no brook" interrupted
the old lady, 'sand you don't want to be
carrying water all the time from the we'll
to sprinkle it with. And, Winifred, I'm
right mad" (she didn't look mad, though
she tried to- sat your not wantin' to take
care Of your own, for yours every speck
OF that linen will be-tableclo ths, sheets,
piller-cases and all. I've been savin' it
Tor you for years till you git married, and
I gness that needn't be far off if you're
willin for George Topnot was a speakln'
to me about you t'other day -
George Topnot' exclaimed Winnie,
with flash of temper. ''If ever he
speaks to me Of marriage he'll have no
top-knct." 49,. ,.> ....;s..... ,,%. ~.
'sThere, there" said Widow Van Dorm,
soothingly, don't make such a rash vow.
declared I wouldn't have your grand
father .l. ....-..-.
'sBut two weeks, granny DEAR" said
Winnie, going back to the original sub
ject, "is such long time"
'Long time! How you talk. A fort
nit, and fortnit's only fourteen days
You can take the dog with you and your
story books Parmeler sent you. And
you're right near Mrs. Williams jtell her
III come and see her soon's my rheumat-
ic foot's better, and her little fancy will
stay with you half the time. Now be a
good girl and besready to 60 tomorrow"
Tomorrow" repeated Winnie, "Why,
grandmamma, to-morrow's the 9TH, when
there's to be band at the hotel and
lots Of fireworks. I thought you'd let
nc go there and spend the day. Mrs.
Brewer asked me herself week ago"
'Tut! tut! Much better spend the day
in the meadow, bleaching the linen.
Fireworks is dangerous things. l once
read of woman who was once killed
by one said the widow, rising from the
char and llmping out to look at the gar
den
So Winifred was fain to submit, and
the next morning saw her depart, her
broad brimmed hat dropping over her
brown face and hiding the tears in her
dark eyes, and bundle Of linen in her
rsund, brown arms. Boy-blue, the dear
old dog, trotted along at her side, and her
grandmamma stood looking after her
from the door way.
''Too bad" said the old lady, as the
little figure disappeared up the lane.
II hate awful to disapp'int her, but Brow
er's Hotel to day'd never do. She'd meet
the engineer, sartin.''
With the sunset back came Winifred.
Gone were the tears, and her face was as
bright as ever. "Buttercups and DAISIES
Oh, the pretty flowers!" she sang, as she
came in the garden gate. Grandmamma
beheld her with secret joy. ..- FL
"Was you very lonely, Winlfred," she
asked. ="
"Not very" replied Winifred.
And every day after the little brown
girl came dancing and singing home, as
happy as happy could be, until the two
weeks came to an end. That night she
said to the old lady: 'The linen is as
smells Of clover, and I'm 80 glad it is to
| be mine."
"Aye' my child replied the widow,
| ''you've come to your senses and you be-
gin to see what a fine present it'll be for
you when you're married."
"Oh! granny dear, I wasn't thinking
Of that said Winnie, suspicious blush,
! nevertheless, mantling her face
"Have you seen George Topnet lately?"
asked her grandmamma, a sudden
thought darling through her mind.
| g"Oh! granny, granny, how can you?''
said Winnie, .reproachfully; "George
Topnot, indeed !" and then smile called
out the two dimples that hid in he1
cheeks. Tomorrow I shall bring the
linen hnme. For I'm little Buttercup-
dear little Buttercup.'' go. '.'>"'. j:
"Eh? What's that about buttercups
Winifred?'' asked grandmamma. 81
hope none Of it looks like buttercups
cause it must be yallerer than ever if il
does.' '' -.
'No,no, grant, laughed the girl; 'sit's
as white as the leaves Of the daisies.
was singing a bit of a song I picked ul
somewhere" ....7 ~, -
And the next evening, a little earlier
than usual, Winnie made her appearance
and with her a handsome young man
They carried the clothes basket, heapec
up with snowy linen, between them
while Boy blue, his neck adorned with {
wreath of wild flowers, gamboled abou
them, apparently on the friendliest term.
with the stranger. ''''' ..:S'....%' '@i'. ..',.
| ....- DlcSS dut1 Save us J. Sdlu STduOmdm
ma Van Dorm, holding up her trembling
hands in great establishment, "'who i!
this?" ~ 5'''.' -.ls'!"' "5@' 5'...' .is:@
Gilbert Vahlen, civil extremely civi
engineer, at your service, MAJ m," sale
: the saucy fellow, setting down the baske
and taking Of his panama, revealing /;
head covered with auburn curls as h,
did So ''''''3 ''I.' IL @s1LSt ,'.''.% a~''9
The old lady sank into a chair tina
fortunately stood on the porch, and look.
ed from one to the other in bewilderec
manner. "Thought you'd gone home, ,
she gasped at last. .~'' '"''" -,
"Glad to say you we're mistaken, ma am
| My friends left day before yesterday, bu
remained for the pleasure Of helping t.
bring the linen, all splendidly bleached
home to YOU" @.,' ...''4@'''' y
Don't be angry, dear grandm ANNA
plead Winnie, kneeling before her, ''and
I'll tell you all about it. The very frs
day I went to the meadow-the fourth
you know-Elbert-th is Mr. 'Vahlen-
came near shooting me-" 5'' *.25..}Li
eyes, indeed, grandmamma,' said Mr.
Vahlen. I had been tramping about
looking for nv old muse, Kate O'Reilly