The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1880-12-30

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discovered the worthy old soul shared
Emerson's opinions on the subject, and
gravelv doubted the capabllity of writer's
and artists and people Of that ilk, in re-
gard to their taking care OF themselves,
and had no doubt at all as to their utter
incapacity of taking care of any one else.
Breakfast over I went to work again;
that is, I tried to 60 to work, but my eff
forts were in vain. "Annie Laurie" kept
running in my head, and SO ]umbled
my historical facts and the words Of the
sweet Scotch song together in such wild
confusion that at last I gave up in de-
SPAR, and pushing my writing materials
away, determined to refresh my eye and
brain by taking a look at NY neighbours
beautiful garden.
As peeped between the blinds Bub
came tearing like mad, ran around the
grape arbor three times, snapped at a wee
grasshopper, jumped over the low COM
munication to Sis, who was grazing there,
and got back IN time to meet the two
people who came sauntersng up the gar
den walk. .r... ....-a
Milicent and the cousin, tall, slim,
sharp-faced, passably good-looking young
fellow, with his hair carefully parted in
the middle, blue necktie and a faultless
summer suit. >
glanced in the mirror at my own OBJ
stinate, curly, brown crop, that refused to
be PAL ted anywhere-mv cravatted neck,
and my well-worn blue flannel, and be-
gan to hate him. Mllicent walked beside
him, her fair head dropping and smile
upon her lips. She was dressed in white
and had pink rose clinging to her soft
| curls, and one in her bosom, and bunch
of halt. open buds at her belt, and she
| plucked another from the vine and fast
| ened it with her own pretty hands in the
buttonhole OF her cousins immaculate
| coat. ~
From that moment I hated him, and
| from that moment my work ceased to
progress, and took to walking up and
down my rooms in the daytime, and stroll
ling about the garden half the night.
| In few days-they seemed like years
to me-Mr. Chester, the housekeeper had
called him, went away again: .
very carriage that took him back to the
town, for You have guessed it, / sup
pose-was wildly in love with my neigh
boris fairhalred niece.
Well, one night was swinging in the
hammock that hung in the midst of the
group of old apple trees, swinging and
thinking Of her, when gradually ceased
dreaming and thinking and wandered in.
to the land of dreams. And voices
sweet, familiar voice, followed me there
and heard it say, "But auntie, I do moi
love my cousin and should woman eve1
marry man she does not leve?' .
"No, by heavens, no!''I shouted, and
sprang from the hammock, still hall
asleep.
Two shrieks, scamper, q loud bark
and my neighbours garden was deserted.
Early the next morning I heard Mr.
Gardner loudly and angrily questioning
the meek old housekeeper.
wished to remain III hiding did he J
he shouted-s'ohl so as to write undis
turbed2" And then sarcastically, 'that'
,, very pretty story, but slightly improba
! BILE, and very pretty young man listen
ing-the spy-to the conversation OF tw'
ladies, and rudely joining in with voic
like thunder, soaring them nearly out o
their senses. Where is he-this retirin;
) young man? This exclusive authors B
/ uCaVSu. IL LIZ NVCS AOt SOlAC wv w AAC
, will 90 in to him!'
rushed down stairs and confronted
:. him at his own gate, my eyes fashln
) and my voice trembling with passion.
IL am no listener, no spy" said I. g
. was sleeping in my hammock and wa
8 suddenly awakened by very emphati
l question Annie Lau-that is Mill
mean your niece--asked her companion
l In the confusion of the moment answe
: ed the question as emphaticslly as it We
l asked. If have frightened or ofende
: the young lady humbly ask her pardon
; but warn you, sir, to call me no mo,
opprobrious names"
: Milicent came out on the porch an
s glanced at me shyly. "He doesn't loo
:, very wicked, uncle she said, in 10
l voice, and CLEAN of mischief in her bi
Z, ewes, ''and I firmly believe what he say
+ and freely forgive him for the fright
! gave me-"
I bowed and turned away, and ~
z ment later I heard a ripping laugh, ar
I then in a few minutes more the verse
Re the song she had sung when first she hs
u gladdened my tired eyes:
., 'sMaxwelton's braes are bonnie
Il Where early fa's the dew,
At and twas there that Annie Laurie
as Gave me her promise true.
~ Gave me her promise true,
~ Which meier forgot will be;
y And for bonnie Annie Laurie
ii I'd lay me down and dee"
t. After that I boldly threw open Il
D. window blinds and smiled down on he
and she smiled up at me. Then askt
d, her for rose over the fence one day, 81
d. she gave it to me. Then We met in t
m meadow and dlscoursed of the manic
virtues of Bub and Sis. Then one bles
he ed August afternoon (set in my memo
be like great, pure pearl-it was just aft
If, a shower, and the Garth wore one bro
or, smile OF sunshine and the birds sang
sr, thou gh they would burst their .slend
is throats), she came to the meadow gate
a a spray of honeysuckles IN. her bosom
a and I said. II love you-and youss
g Why she answered, dropping t
wv long lashes over her beautiful eyes q
e., speaking with sweet hesitation, "I--I
I'M love youm