The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-10-13

Maggie, woman like, took great inter-
est in wedding, and it was to her Susie
came for advice in many matters Of mill
linery and such like. She received many
useful presents from the governess, who
really liked the girl, and grieved to lose
even that one humble friend out of that
unfriendly household, where she felt so
utterly alone.
A few nights before Susie was to leave,
she sat with her sweetheart alone in the
pleasant kitchen, talking much happy
nonsense with her lover, when suddenly
she thought of the last time that she saw
him before he left London, and remem-
bering his groundless jealousy, rated him
soundly for his absurdity in her sauciest
manner, rightly believing that
Little quarrels often prove
To be new recruits of love-"
Then when she had scolded him into g
most humble spirit, she, woman-like,
yeared round, declaring she liked him
the better for showing SO much spirit.
Among other things she said:
DO you know, Joe, through chatting
with you, lost the letter; it was one
that Miss Prengill gave me to post for
her; hope it was not anything import
ant, for ] never found courage to confess
to her my carelessness.
Joe looked grave, saying:
''That was not right, lass; that was
not like my own brave girl; yet do you
know, dear, that am not to blame for
that, for I picked your pocket of the let
ter, thinking it was for some other sweet
heart of yours, and then the gafer met
me, and l was hurried off to my new job,
and I expect threw the letter aside in
the pocket of my dirty coat, and so for
got all about it from that time to this;
but you must help me to rectify the fault
love, by going at once to the young lady
and telling her truly all the circumstan-
ces, while 1 go home and try and find the
letter.
Susie did not like the office but she
allowed her lovers stern sense Of honor
to compel her to do his will.
When she had told Maggie and implor-
ed her forgiveness, she was frightened at
her work, for after severe fainting fit,
Maggie talked so wildly about the injury
they had done her, that Susie ran to Joe
for counsel, telling him, from what she
could CLEAN from Maggie's wild talk, the
letter was to Sir Jasper Derling, accept
ing with love and gratitude his proposal
for her hand. He, on hearing this, turn
ed the letter over and over in his hands
long in his mind how to
restore to the lonely girl the happiness
ot which they had deprived her.
At last, with bright look, he said:
If this swell is half the man he ought
to be to deserve Miss Prengill, he'll say
''better late than never to her love, so I
say, let Us post this now."
"'Tis no good" cried Susie; che is at
the Cape of Good Hope; heard one of
the young ladies say so.''
"Well, then," said he, 81 say still,
post it, but first put on the cover to be
You may depend or it that
such an important persons letters are
not likely to miscarry."
Sussie clapped both her plump hands.
then hugging Joe with relief, said, JOY
fully:
"Of course, the very thing; you, dear,
clever fellow to think Of it. Run and
post it at once before Miss Prengill asks
for it, or perhaps her pride will step in
between them; now I don't care if she
does say it's liberty so long as see her
happy, God bless her."
OFF Joe ran and returned quickly, tell
ing Susie the letter was beyond their
control.
She carried the news to poor sorrow
full Maggie, who sat in her lonely, cheer
less room crying like to break her heart.
At first Maggie stormed at the girl for
daring to take such matter into her own
hands; then seeing how meekly Susie
looked, she relented of her anger, and
hoped all for the best. Indeed after
ward, she could not help feeling comfort
ed by the thought that there was yet
chance for SO bright future and she
smiled her sweetest Oh Joe when she met
him few days later.
Life was becomming almost unbear-
able in her present position, her employ
ers getting more exacting and unreason.
able every day, and never ceasing to
sneer at her as the ''blighted being"
Poor little Maggie! Only these alone
and so utterly friendless can picture the
hardness of her life.
But all was to be altered soon, for
grave-faeed man Of middle age paused IN
his brilliant career to regret his sweet
lost love, who had, he thought, rightly
his presumption in asking her to
blend her young life with that of a world
worn, weary man. He looked back on
the bright happiness Of their dear friend.
ship, and thought that he had been mad
to risk the greater loss of it by seeking
greater JOY.
Then came the late delayed letter amid
a batch of official documents-a letter
which scattered his hard earned peace to
the winds. As soon as he could get away
from his duties, he sped back to England,
and the first night there determined to
know his fate. He felt that he could not
trust to letter again, SO, looking very
noble and distinguished, he hurried off
to that handsome house in the suburbs