Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-07-03

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| engaged man, and he is coming in to
| breakfast"
"Who?" simultaneously from ALL
| "George Dane. He came over and vol
unteered his services this morning." says
Gerry, giving quick look at Ely, who
| flushes scarlet and looks daggers.
ssI am sure we can dispense with his
services she retorts, scornfully.
| George Dane has been Eily's devoted
slave for three years; she has refused him
twice, and now they have quarrelled hope
| lessly.
Don't Boycott me- says humble
voice at the door, and George Dane makes
his appearance with would-be contrite
smile on his face.
- He is quite good looking enough, quite
nice enough and quite rich enough, too,
if Ely could only see it; but she is YER
liable coquette, as poor George has found
out long ago.
We have been 'sBoycotted'' for three
weeks, and we are holding out still-very
grimly, as in beseiged garrison; provis-
ions are getting scarce The last turkey
has met its end, the last goose ditto, and
groceries are at premium; but I--well, l
sing:
eff we must starve, all, why must it be
now?''
For in my heart l find myself blessing
the land league, and counting those three
weeks in which lived; hitherto [ only
existed.
But what fool I am Colonel Ire
maine will marry Nora, mamma thinks
so, Gerry thinks so, and Nora is sure of
it,
Why on earth should he think Of me!
one of the young ones, not out yet, even.
Of course he looks upon me as a jolly
sort of girl, avery good companion, while
Nora
The family have it all settled without
saying anything, but mamma leaves them
together on every opportunity, and Nora
| wears look of conscious pride and i'm
portance.
am only NAB to him, nothing more,
while Nora-oh, what fools we woman
kind are from seventeen to seventy. l
could lay down my life for this grave,
dignifed man, and give it all without a
sigh; and he doesn't want me or my life,
only Nora.
He is thinking of her now, l feel sure,
as we stand together in the stable-yard.
He is grooming Nora's pony, and kissing
softly like cobra over the process, and
am watching him; while in the harness
room [ can hear Ely and George Dane
carrying on laughing argument. Ely
has been very civil to him of late. Col
Tremaine stops Kissing and looks at me
over the pony's back.
@s"Y Dung Dane looks very happy to-day,
don't you think so?''
81 don't know" said, gravely.
He laughs little
"Don't you know anything about love
and lovers, Queen Mab?"
"No," make answer, "indeed | do
not" and laugh back at him, looking not
at him as speak.
cit will come some day." he replies;
and then he lowers his voice suddenly,
and the color flames up in my face hotly.
81 didn't think it would ever come to
me-"
So softly he whispers the words, and
vet they strike full and strong, like a
sledge- hammer.
Is he going to tell me Of his love for
Nora?
"Mab!'
Only my own name, but | cannot bear
to hear it in his voice.
''May tell you about it, dear?''
"No" I gasp, with one wild look at
his transformed face, one wild wish that
that look and that smile were for me; and
then speed away with flying feet, and
leave him there, and wish that it was all
over, and that he and Nora were married
On the way l meet Nora. So calm and
unruffied she looks; a fit wife for him, such
a contrast to my wild, turbulent nature
And yet wonder if Nora has one-tenth
the love for him that have-I who have
given it all unasked, unsought, whose
love must die uncared for, unthought of
"Where IS Colonel Tremaine?o asks
Nora; and answer, without looking at
her:
Gin the yard. You will find him out
there"
mamma is anxious about Gerry" she
continues "Some one told her he had
she is in fidget. Will you go to her,
Mab?"
But cannot face any one now, and so
1 walk far away down the avenue, out of
sight of everybody, and think over all
these past days; the days when he and l
worked together, gay and merry always,
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ger in this our own land; and was hap
Ply, with happiness that comes but once
in life time, until I awoke to find it was
all mistake. How he and l used to be
such friends, such companions, and Ely
and George Dane
Working together IN the kitchen, cook
ing, laughing always, or helping to look
after the farm, or the horses, or the thou
sand and-one things that our awkward
hands had learned to do so deity now, it
was always he and l, we two; and now
"Oh, what fool amt My cheeks are
| wet, and the first tears that a man ever
brought to my eyes are coming thick and
fast.
A boy springs out of the bushes sud-
denly, and showing dirty piece of paper
in my hand, vanishes like lightning.
Everything startles us, these strange,
terrible times, and feel frightened as
examine the missive. But the fear
changes to terror as l read the few badly
written words:
"The young master will be shot as he
passes the lime-kiln coming home to-
night. A warning from a friend'
The lime-kiln! Quick as thought
remember the place-a lonely bit of road
a mile or more away, and Gerry must pass
it coming home, there is no other way for