The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1880-08-07

have Tilted them feel kind of worried though
l don't think you are that kind. And don't
want you to feel broken hearted, nor think
hard of me, for have tried real hard all win
ter to help i'll mean to help feeling discour-
aged about being minister's wife, and liking
Seth Jones. L know its real wicked, and
mother thinks I've fallen from grace-though
seth Is professor. He is a partner in the
store now, and is able to keep his wife real
genteel. OF course l know it amt so genteel
as being minister's wife, besides being a
great privilege. And l want you to pray for
me. l want you to remember that there are
other girls just as pretty and good deal
better than me- and one of these days you may
love one just as well: and L do hope you III
get manager, for mother says that is what
minister ought to have.
Your friend, LUPIRY HOPKINS.
p. S.-Seth likes me just as L am, and does
MT want me to read books or be elevated. l
have got the lilac silk, and it is a beautiful
shade, with gloves to match. We are going to
be married in May / did feel awful bad when
my turkeys were poisoned so we could MT be
married, but Seth says it was provideutial. l
hope you will think so sometime, and not do
any thing rash or dreadful, because you are a
minister. l.. III.
Luke's first sensation was one of
happy relief; then came bitter and I'M
christian feeling that Providence might
have done its work a little earlier! 1t
was maddening that his release should
have come just too late. He was tempt
ed to rush after Una, to telegraph, to
do dozen wild and ridiculous things.
After forcing himself to deliberate calm
ly for ten minutes, he went in search of
the Bishop, having resolved to open
his heart to that worthy man, and see
whether he could not devise some plan
to prevent the whole earth from being
put between him and the desire of his
heart.
Himself is not at home," responded
an Irish serving maid to his inquiry for
the Bishop. ats for your reverence
that Miss Una's jist after sendin'."
Mss Una? Hasn't she gomez" cried
Luke, thinking he must be dreaming.
"She couldn't go-all along of the
young haythen It's TUX sick he is, and
scrachin' and scramin' bloody murther
whin she'll lave him minute. Whin
she'd thry to go-and her thtunks all
packed and the coachman waitin'-he
whit purple in the yaller face iv him,
the raskill, and his eyes stud out iv his
head, and is it scrache he did? Sure
they must be afther hearin' him in his
own country! And it's too late intirely
for the thrain now, and Miss Una thought
maybe you'd be knowin' what to do for
him. He wudn't lave the docther come
near him, and the masther gone now for
another Chinee to see will he know
what's the mather iv him!"
While Bridget discoursed she led the
way to Sam Wa KEGS room. He lay on
the bed, with his almond eyes uprolled
until but little more than the whites
were visible, and his hands convulsively
clutching Una's dress.
81 am so glad you have comet" said
that young lady, vivid blush leaping
into her face. 81 thought he was dy-
ing, but he seems better now.n
A moments inspection of Sam Wa
Kee convinced Luke that he was not
dying. The purple color of his face
looked astonishingly like purple ink, and
suspicion was instantly aroused in
Luke's mind that the young haythen :"
had merely feigned illness to prevent
Una, to whom he was devotedly at.
tached, from going away, his repeated
warnings that she would be boiled alive
if she went to China not having pro-
duced the desired effect upon her.
Luke requested that he might be left
alone with Sam Wa Kee; but he did not
forget to thrust Lupiry's letter into
Una's hand before she left the room.
When Luke and Sam Wa Kee were
alone, that young Celestial sat up and
tipped Luke facetious wink out of the
corner of one of his soft and guileless
eyes. Whether Luke rebuked him for
his deceit, or fell on his neck and en-
braced him, never TRANSFERRED.
When he came out and told Una about
it she said:
Sometimes that boy has seemed like
a little saint, and to-day he seems like a
little fiend. Idon't know what to think
of him!"
"I'll tell you what / think he is, :"
said Luke; san interposition of Provi
dence!"
For the first time in the course of theil
acquaintance the angelic VISIONS turn
had come to be embarrassed She
blushed very red, looked down very
hard, and finally hid her face in such a
manner that her nose was grazed by
Luke's coat buttons.
And Luke was master of the stua.
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