New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-06-22
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for I saw them with my own eyes,"
answered her eldest daughter, with a
toss of her head. elbow many more of
course I don't know, for l couldn't
watch them all night"
Certainly not. my dear. 1t would
have been most unbecoming. But I
really think some notice ought to be
taken of such forwardness, orwell, I
declared
And with the above ejaculation, more
forciple than elegant, Mrs. Maskelayne's
feathers all rutllcd the wrong way, un-
til she resembled an angry turkey hen.
was young girl of some nineteen sum-
mers, with eyes as blue as the ribbon
betting the slender waist, and lips as
red as the bunch of carnations careless
ly pinned at her sid'.
Nay, not the sole cause alone-Vera
Rivers, Mrs. Calvcrton's humble conf
panion, could not have disturbed the
elegant equilibrium Of so great a lady
as Mrs. Maskelaync; but beside her,
in actual attendance upon her-and
seemingly very well pleased with his
position for the time being walked Sir
George Lonsdale, the great matrimonial
catch par excellence of the season, and
their steps were directed towards the
pier, where a pretty cockle-shell of q
boat awaited them. OF what could Sir
George be thinking? AS to the girl, it
went beyond presumption-it amounted
to audacity.
On either side of Mrs. Maskelaync sat
her two young lady daughters, fully fur
beloved and bedeckcd- cost of their
morning toilets alone about equalling
the income of the little companion; yet
the roses bloomed UNDECIDED on the
parent bush, and the little struggling
wild flower. had caught the fancy Of this
most eligible young man.
otis Just absurd. the way Mrs. CAL
verton spoils that girl! OF course she's
asked Sir George to pay her some at
tention, and he feels bound to do what
his aunt asks him. Yesterday after
noon he actually took her to church,
and now this morning it's row. She's
quite designing enough to entrap him,
too. Well, we'll, Pm glad I've never
had to scheme to assure my daughters
attention!'
To which virtuous winding-up the
two Miss Maskelayncs somewhat
mournfully nodded assent.
Meanwhile, the unconscious culprits
wendell their way slowly towards the
shore, and soon, with vigorous strokes,
Sir George Lonsdale was carrying his
pretty burden ont towards the open
sea, the morning calm and blue as the
sky above.
''Do you know I dreamed all night
of our last waltz, Miss Rivers?'' he
said, stealing an eloquent glance under
the broad-brimmed hat, shading the
peach-tintcd check, into which his
words brought momcntary deeper
flush.
But little ripping laugh answered
him.
''It must have been morning
dream,' she said; ''for 1 heard the bill
iard-balls until almost daybreak, and
1 am quito sure you were one of the
votaries of the game
s.No; you arc wrong. After badc
you good night, the thought of billiards
Jared on me, and | preferred quite, my
own thoughts, and the sole companion
ship of q fragrant Havana. By-thc-way,
Miss Rivers, this is q charming morn
ing for an excursion to the Gull Rock.
What say you?'
The girl clappcd her hands.
IF you promise not 10 shipwreck
me-" She answered, jrstingly.
''Thc temptation will be strong,'' he
said. 'Pcr)laps some day you will be
content to be shipwrccked with me-" no
added more gravcly, with intent mean
ing in his words.
A half-hour later the boat grated on
the rock named after the countless
ilocks of birds that inhabited it. TWAS
barren island, with rocky founda-
ton. and Il few stunted bushes CROWN
ing its summit-an island on which
many q brave ship had gone to pieces.
until its very name became a warning.
But in two young hearts, this bright
July morning, was no thought of danger.
Securing the boat, they scrambled up
the face of the rocks with many a laugh
and merry jest. Two weeks ago they
had been strangers, yet in each heart
to-day was awakening a thrill which.
growing stronger and stronger, was
destined to be the master emotion OF
their souls.
Sir George Lonsdale was very wary
of himself. 1t was not the first time he
had felt something akin to love for a
pretty young girl; but, nothwithstand-
ing this fact, lie unused, half painfully,
half gladly, that this wound had gone
deeper and could not be as readily
healed, unless-unless- liberty was
very sweet. He was not quite sure he
was ready to resign it.
They had wandered about q mile
from their boat, when they were startled
by a sudden peal of thunder, and glanc-
ing up saw huge black cloud above
their heads, which had gathered all un-
observed.
lit promises to be an adventure, after
all, Miss Rivers,'' said her companion.
II would not attempt to row you home
in the face of this storm, and all that
remains for us to do is, as far as pos
siblc, to avoid wetting."
A few minutes search revealed snug
little cave, into which both crept, as tho
first large drops began to patter down
AL lCA AlAC, " C1N ASbN uSSO q AOA vVSS
dread of lightning, and the next hou1
was to her one of acute suffering.
The storm was terrific one. L
seemed incredible that it could have
gathered and burst so speedily. TIT
thunder reverberated among the rocks
the lightning blinded them; the sea
awhile ago SO placid, now dashed itsel
with fury against its rocky barrier.
Vera sat covering, her face bidder
in her hands. Once her companion
threw his arms about her quiverin{
form. 1t was in vain to speak-they
could not hear the sound of their owl
voices: but, at last, as suddenly as
had come, the tempest vanished.
Tho sun came shining out; the rail-
ceased; and Vera emerged, trembling
but smiling, from her place of refuge.
A new tenderness was in Sir George
heart-the tenderness which always
springs in the breast Of true MAJ
when the woman leans upon him TO
protection; but he spoke no word. II
felt the time was not yet ripe.
Together they retraced their steps t
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