Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-09-15

seemed tipped with sunlight, had sad,
panied look, the sensitive mouth too,
showed signs of sorrow, melancholy to
see in one so young.
Thus weary months rolled on in the
household, of whom one was about to
depart, pretty Susie. The girl was
greatly attached to Maggie, who had
once nursed her through severe i'll
ness. Happy Sue was to be married
to the young carpenter, who detained
her while we opened our story. He
was employed on one of the railways.
and had since that night been away on
important and profitable work.
Maggie, woman-like, took great in
terest in wedding, and it was to her
Susie came for advice in many matters
of millinery and such like. She re-
ceived many useful presents from the
governess, who really liked the girl, and
grieved to lose even that one humble
friend out of that unfriendly house
hold, 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 remembering his ground
less 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
h,tt, tN1 oh
veered 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 inn
portant, 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 picked your pocket of the
letter, thinking it was for some other
sweetheart of yours, and then the gaf-
er met me, and was hurried off to my
new job, and | expect | threw the letter
aside in the pocket of my dirty coat,
and so forgot all about it from that time
to this but you must help me to rec
tify the fault, love, by going at once to
the young lady and telling her truly all
the circumstances, while go home and
try to find the letter"
Susie did not like the office, but she
allowed her loves stern sense of honor
to compel her to do his will.
When she had told Maggie and i'm
plored her forgiveness, she was fright
ened 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, tell
ing him, from what she could CLEAN
from Maggie's wild talk, the letter was
to Sir Jasper Dering, accepting with
love and gratitude his proposal for her
hand. He, on hearing this, turned the
letter over and over in his hands de-
liberating long in his mind how to re-
store to the lonely girl the happiness
of 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 III say
better late than never to her love, 50,
| say, let us post this now"
""Tis no good" cried Susie she is
at The Cape Of Good Hope; | heard one
of The young ladies say So"
"Wells them" said he, 81 say, still
post it, bu. first put on the cover to be
forward. You may depend upon it
that such an important PERSONS letters
are not likely 70 miscarry."
Susie 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 Prmgill asks
for it, or perhaps her pride will step in
between them, now | don't care if she
does say it's a liberty so long as see
her happy, God bless her"
OF Joe ran and returned quickly,
telling Susie the letter was beyond her
control.
She carried the news to poor, sorrow
full Maggie, who sat in her lonely, cheer
lees 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 was for the
best. Indeed, afterward, she could not |
help feeling comforted by the thought
that there was yet chance for so
bright future, and she smiled her
sweetest on Joe when she met him q
few days later.
Life was becoming almost unbearable |
IN her present position; her employers
getting more cyscting and unreasonable |
every day, and never ceasing to sheer
at her as the 'blighted being"
Poor little Maggiel Only those alone
and SO utterly friendless can picture
the hardness of her life.
But all was to be altered soon, for a
graye-faced man of middle age paused
in his brilliant career TO regret his
sweet lost love, who had, he thought,
rightly reproved his presumption in
asking her to blend her young life with
that of world-worn, weary man. He
looked back on the brief happiness of
their dear friendship, thought that he
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