New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-12-07
THE TWO LOVERS.

III 1t were tor your own good, Sylvia,
or il I even thought the man really
loved You. would never try to hold
you back from marrying him. But you
don't know him as I DO. dear. II you
could hear and see him of an evening
in the billiard-room at the Clarendon,
half intoxicated and swearing over his
bad luck, you would soon lose this fool
ish fancy for him. And he talks Of
women, too, in shameful way. No
man worth the name would y
THAT is quite enough, Mr.. Max
vel" exclaimed Sylvia Lee. who had
been listening to the young farmers lee
ture with ill-cOncealed Impotence. IF
Philip Carr amuses himself in such
places, is he any worse than you? BY
your own account you frequent them
yourself.'
'Unly since this fellow came here 10
bewitch you, Sylvia," said George
Maxwell. II have watched him, but it
was for your sake"
''Never mind. George. Icannot hear
another word." said the dark, bright
young beauty. looking nervously To-
ward pretty bow r Of honeysuckles at
the lower end Of the garden in which
they stood. II may as we'll tell you at
once that love him with NIL my heart,
and that have promised to marry him
on tho day when my grandfather gives
bis CONSENT
"Dr. Lee will never do that" began
George. He has always wished you
to marry me. Sylvia. And Lob, you
k,a0sc how my whole heart has been
fixed upon you ever since we were lit
tie children playing about this dear old
farm together"
TIE girl flushed up and seemed to
hesitate. She had loved George Max.
we'll. Nay. size loved him now, al-
though she knew il not.
The leaves shook and rnstlel. a.
though there was not breath Of wind
stirring among the trees.
Sylvia's eye eau hit the movement,
and her color grew deeper still
lit cannot be, George - she said
sadly. Il must 60 away-l must see
tho world. And he can show it to
me-" a
She drew her hand away and ran
back 20 tho house before George Max
we'll could utter . word. After q few
moments he mounted his fast gray mare
and rode swiftly to the hillside farm
which was his own; and from her win
dow, screened by tie curtains, Sylvia
watched him out of sight. For the last
.imel She knew it we'll. George Max
we'll was proud, He would not kneel
TO sue for = love that was denied. no
matter what he might suffer through its
loss. He would come no more.
For weeks Sylvia had said to herself
that their tacit engagement was broken.
Now that it was done, she sat down
and looked at Georges picture on the
wall and cried as II her heart would
break.
From tho garden, from the honey
suckle bower, came tho clear, thrilling
tened to many . time during the weeks
just fed. Now she heard 1t with start
of fright. Her tears ceased.
i've kept him waiting SO long! Will
he be angry?" she thought; as. all in =
furry Of agitation, she 6athed her face
and arranged her hair. anil tied the
crimson ribbons afresh that fastened
the lace frills at her throat anil wrists.
She stole down the front stairs softly.
The warm, perfumed twilight was drop
ping down above tile earth ike man
tie Of darkness and secrecy.
Down to the arbor sped Sylvia, sure
that she was safe from every eye. And
in the arbor she was met BY = tall.
her small white hand "a His lips.
chow long Won have bean. nv ,lear-
eat = Ia ~ ranro.chfuIlv dyaw;no
her Il, the eat thft c;rcled TIA arhor
II beran n fear ,tbat vnn were oo;no
TO .desert ma and clin1 n the vonne
farmer. after all."
.He has conc. ! shall NOT see him
again. Don't talk about him. please. .
said Sylvia rather unsteadilv.
II hope YOU don't regret him. dar-
ling. = said the ailkv voice. ..ro live
With him on one 81 these drearv. loneiv