New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-11-09

1uHt whispered UOIO uIU1, again anu again.
"Weil. you are too utterly utt!"
Oh, Danish this eethctfc demon outright
To some Russian or African hut
Where the re"ple are MT 90 awful y quite,
each night
Detroit Chat.
-. ......... .-
THE MASTER OF THE GRANGE.
Marian Fellowcs tossed her head In
a pretty little way she had. and curled
hor red lip in q manner intended 70
convey her utmost indifference, If not
actual contempt.
':No-I do not think shall 10. I
don't care very much for picnics any
how"
Sybil Conyers, q tall. stately girl.
with grave. straightforward dark eyes,
looked wonderingly at her.
Il thought you always cared very
much for picnics. Marian. I am sure
you always seemed to enjoy yourself.
DO go-it's such . lovely day."
':And Tom Lester'u be there, too,
Marian" and dimpled-choeked little
Amy Proctor looked saucily over the
fence at Marian's slowly flushing
cheeks.
tom Lester! As If I care . straw
where he goes, or whether he goes 1T
all or not r. She flashed tho words out
angrily, yet with q certain coqucttish
suggestiveness in her tone, that made
Sybil laugh.
''Of course, we forgot that . remark
ably good-looking young gentleman Is
lodging with your mother, Marian.
The foreman of the workmen who are
doing repairs and alterations up at the
Grange, isn't hep
Foreman! Sybil, you're too bad.
Mr.. Forsyth is no more foreman. or
anything Of that sort. than you are
She hesitated, smiling and frowning
and flushing mysteriously.
'Why. yes, he is" rotorted Amy,
vigorously, 'for I saw him with my
own eyes directing the workmen at tho
Marian nodded her head slowly sew
eral times.
THAT Is perfectly true. Mr.. Forsyth
does direct the workmen. in tho capa-
city of superintendent, when really he
is the owner and master Of the Grange
himseH-Mr. Clifton"
A little duet of EXPLANATIONS greeted
her astonishing revelation.
mamma made the discovery" Mar
ian went on, in suppressed, excited
tones, ''and you mustn't whisper it for
the world for he would be 50 vexed If
he thought it was known; but mamma
discovered, very accidentally, but Mr..
Clifton preferred to oversee his own rem
ovations, incog, and 80 he came hero
as Mr.: Forsyth. Isn't It charmingly
romantic1''
':How did she find il out. Marian7'
Amy asked, in awe.struck tones.
by his linen, for one thing, every
piece of which is marked in full, F.
Clifton and by other little incidents"
Sybil looked gravely at Marian's prot
y, flushed face.
':And you've quarrelled with Tom
Lester because you have another i'd
mirer who is worth more in houses and
lands"
Il broke our engagement because
I'd rather be mistress of the Grange
than farmers wife any day.
''1t's too bad" Amy flashed out
'Tom Lester is worth dozen OF your
Marian smiled sneeringly.
LOT course, if you think 80. Per.
haps you can console him, Amyf"
Il will if can" was the ready an
swer. ''Come, Sybil. If Marian's not
going. let US be off ourselves
won't you reconsider your doci.
sionp" Sybil asked, pleasantly, a. they
made ready to start
But Marian bowed in queenly way
she had affected of late.
Thanks, no, I really don't care to
60, and, besides, am engaged for .
drive this afternoon with Mr.. FORSYTH"
ats just shameful in Marian" Amy
exclaimed, when they were out Of ear
shot.
well, she always was ambitious"
and nothing more was said about her
until an hour or 80 later. Tom Lester
strolled up to Amy, sitting on the grass
weaving wreaths.
$50 Miss Fellowes isn't here to-day"
he remarked, casually, as he threw
himself beside hcr-a tall. stalwart
young fellow, with bright, honest blue
eyes and . bonny face, that had made
many q girl-Amy included-not a
little jealous of Marian Fellowes in the
days before Mr.. Forsyth came.
Amy went on weaving industriously.
mo; she couldn't come, in conse-
quence Of previous engagement !
suppose you miss her dreadfully."
Mot at all. A month ago I should
have missed her. but to-day-1 would
not turn my hand over to bring her
here-nor any other girl who had Tilted
m honest man because he couldn't
compete with another with ::more
money"
There was healthy contempt In his
voice that made Amy feel that Marian
Fellowes had been dethroned most
effectually in. at least, this mans heart.
She swept him . charming, sympathet-
ie glance from her pretty grey eyes.
Il think you are ! Very sensible
young gentleman not to mako yourself
miserable because one girl out Of all
the world proved herself unworthy
your trust.''
She spoke lightly, but somehow It
seemed to stir Mr.. Testers interest
very much.
THAT sounds delightful. Amy. what
would you advise mo to do about itp''
':About .it'-whatp Marianr'
Another lovely glance. . slight dimp'
ling laugh.
'Oh-1 don't know, Tn sure" she
wenton, cresting her bright brown
head to one side, like . bird, while she
critically surveyed her wreath-''un'
less revenge myself BY engaging my
self to the prettiest girl knew.
"A good idea. wonder II the pref
test girl I know would say noP''
A delicious little laugh from Amy. u
she jumped up, scattering tho refuse
grasses and leaves.