The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1880-09-09

Perhaps our Babels, too, will fall.
Ii so, no lamentations,
For mother earth will shelter all,
And feed the unborn nations;
Yes, and the sword that menace now
Will then be betaen to the pillow. .-.
3.ls, -Rictard Henry jStoddara.
IMP, OR ANGEL?
My aunt Uranla is a woman Of great
energy and penetration. If she sets her
self to discover secret, she never rests
until she has enlightened herself down to
its lnmest recesses. When my pretty
friend Elizabeth Terry was holding us
all IN suspense as to her intentions with
regard to the interesting widower who
now speaks of her so afectionately as
Tiny present wife" (signifcant not only
of certain past, but Of a possible future),
Aunt Urania invited the wary Elizabeth
to take long country drive. "And, my
dear, I'll have it out of her, if we don't
get back till midnight she said. They
were gone only TWO hours, and my aunt
entered with triumphant face, the g,ays
all in a lather from the victorious haste
OF her return, while in strong contrast
was Elizabeth's serene inconsistencies.
GLOW did you do it2' inquired at
the first possible moment. ibid she
confess it ala
'Confess my dear, not word. She
hasn't an idea that she has betrayed her
self. I emily asked her, quite casually.
how many children Mr.. Williams has,
and she answered "Three,' with such a
look, such sigh!'
The event proved my aunt's acute
ness, and made her more than ever to us
all an object of admiration and terror.
1t was rather unfortunate for me that
Aunt Urania put of her projected Jour
ney to Europe for six months--the six
months which decided my tate in life. I
should have enjoyed them much more,
and managed my affairs much more
smoothly, unexpected by her keen eyes,
unadvised by her keener tongue. shall
always believe it showed very persist
emit state of feeling both in Henry and
me not to retire discounted from SO
watchful a sentinel.
Eyes, of course, your attachment to the
child is very natural, my DEAR" she
would say. "As I said to Mrs. Dubois
only yesterday. Nothing said I, 'can
be more natural. Susan Bardmore, Hen
ry Bent's first wife, was like sister to
my niece; no friends could be more in
innate; and of course she feels very much
for the little boy"
II wish you would not talk SO, aunty !
Henry Bent'] first wife! I never heard
that he had more than ones"
"Oh, no; not as yet, my dear, only
question of time; and pretty generally
very abrupt question and short space al
lowed for an answer. Of course he must
have some one to look after that child;
1 never saw in all my Life child that
needed it more. The most saucy, spoiled
little wretch-a perfect little imp"'
"Aunty! He is perfect little angel"
said I. "As for care, Coralie keeps him
in beautiful order, and he is entirely
healthy and happy here in the country.
And it is very we'll to say, 'Ot course he
must have somebody to take care of the
child, Of course he must marry when
you know that if he had no child you
would say, of course he must marry.
poor fellowl He is all alone; if he had
even child to take care Of it would be
different For my part I added, II
hate second marriages."
"Oh, you do.' said Aunt Urania; and
then ensued pause, broken by thump-
ing at my door with little closed fists.
"Let me IN, let me in, Nora" said the
dear little voice, in just his mothers old,
sweet, imperative way. And the dane.
ing eyes That iaugh up at me GU. of that
fair little face are Susie's very eyes.
II want you, my own Nora" said the |
darling. 'There is little calf in the |
nQrn and %y> -
and you must take me-"
s"That IS pretty way to talk to lady.
Must take you, indeed"
"Papa didn't say just that, did he Bar
die?'' I asked, annoyed to feel myself
coloring under aunty's keen eye.
"He said mustn't go unless had the
best of care, and know he ment you,
because Coralie is very careless; he said |
she was yesterday, when got my boots
wet. And the old COW butts at me if I
60 near her. So you must come, Nora
darling; Bardie wants you so badi''
Who could resist those eyes2-thatl
coaxlng voice. had followed Just such|
eyes and voice all my life, and followed |
them now.
So did aunt Urania, with her most IN
Vestlgating spectacles perched on her
nose. -
well Bardie," she remarked, cheer
fully, if you say we must, and papa saws
we must, why, we must''
Bardie stood stock-still, with All evil
look On his face.
VI didn't mean you," he SAID.
ron, my dear little boy, that wasn't
pohte, whispered; but he only gave
me mug, and turned to aunt with SER
aphic smile.
"You'd better not go. The COW is
quite dangerous one,'' he said, in al
very civil tone. "And she doesn't like