New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1881-12-21

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love-the beautiful girl whose place
in his heart; none other could fill,
Louis determined to try one more plan
to win her over to his view of the dis
cussion. s .a 4Er
After a pause, during which the sun
beams had departed, and the first faint
shadows of twilight began to creep in
and about the room,i the young man
spoke again:
"You argue the case we'll, Mabel,
truly, but l cannot see, for all your
words, that your aunt or cousin have a
claim upon you superior to that of your
betrothed husband. And if you still
persist in giving me up for the gratifica-
ton of foolish Whim-''
ooh, Louis!'' reproaclfully, from
Mabel; but he disregarded the Interrupt
ton and went on:
''Why, then, don't see that can do
anything more than simply bid you
good-by and go!''
Mable lifted her head and looked full
into her lovers face
'Give you up? Can't we see each
other every day, Louis? And do you
think a woman whose heart could so
readily turn from those who have
natural claim upon her love would be
worth your love? Answer me, DEAR"
the tender smile came back to her lips;
.'answer me truly, would you love me if
/ were so ungrateful and unloving to
auntie?'' ~,.,. -.-
'Don't argue any more about the
matter, Mabel was the impatient re-
ply, as Louis again had recourse to
drumming upon the window-pane.
Presently, finding that Mabel oblig-
ingly gratified his desire, and ceased
from further words, he spoke again.
IF you think you will ever find an
other love as devoted as mine has been,
l wish you success; but for my part, I
shall never find one to love as l have
loved your =
Here poor Mabel, who had striven hard
to restrain her tears, TREMENDOUSLY re-
piled.
Have loved, Louis? Is it, then, al
ready thing of the past?
''No-by heaven. nor exclaimed the
impulsiye fellow, once more going to the
girl and putting his arms about her, and
looking intently into the dear eyes which
met his gaze stead-fastly, but had this
time no smile in their depths.
''Only say you will marry me next
month, my sweet Mabel, and you shall
see what a wealth of love Louis Grant
will pour upon his little wife! Will you,
Mabel-will you?''
Nobody could coax as winningly as
Louis, and Mabel had often told him
laughingly that she doubted if even
stone could resist, should he try his
coaxing powers upon it. But though it
was hard to resist him now, and al
though his blue eyes looked so plead
ingly and lovingly into hers, yetshe had
no choice but to put the temptation
away and answer as before.
"Oh, dear Louis, can't-you know /
can not! 1t hurts me, too, dear,'' she
added; it almost breaks my heart to re-
fuse. your slightest wish, but-but we
must wait year longer!'' Then, seeing
him about to speak, and marking the
lines deepening on his forehead, she laid
her hand upon his shoulder. ':Now,
listen, Louis; with my whole heart
love you, and I shall never wed any man
save you, whether you leave me for a
new love or no. But you must believe
this dear; neither your love or your
anger can alter my resolution in regard
to that which l know to be my duty.
owe all | have, all am, to the dear
uncle whose failure and death have left
us now in straitened circumstances. Do
you think would desert auntie? You
ought to know me better, Louis! If you
remain at home, and let us board with
my aunt, it would be different; would
marry you gladly. But you are determ-
ined to go at once to Europe. You say
that you will not consent to live near
relatives who may share my affections
with you. So what can do but ask
you to be patient, and wait until I can
leave home? You jealous, exacting, dear
Louis, tell me you will be good and take
back your unkind words!' She drew
his head down to her and kissed him
tenderly, adding, Il do not know which
is the more spoiled boy, you or my little
Harry!''
But Louis moved away.
dearly as l love you, ViW not
yield. You are sending me away.
Very well; I'll 60. And If your heart
should learn which OF u.s. your aunt or
your lover, it longs for more, you will
not be long in sending for me, or in dis
covering way to make your amt happy
without, at the same time, making your
l0ver miserable. 2 d
He took up his hat and turned toward
the door. The hot blood mounted to
Mabers brow. She stood up and folded
her hands together. The glitter of her
engaggement-ring caught her gaze, and
she made an impulsives movement to
draw it off, but changed her mind and
stood silently, yet haughtily, waiting
Louis came back from the door, and
stood beside the window with drawn,
white face, longing in his heart that
Mabel would offer some word of peace
to break the continued silence. And
ere long she spoke, but not the words
Louis longed for. ,,- .,<
II am going upstairs; have you any
thing further to say?'
He turned and looked at her. How
sweet and fair she was, this girl, whose
power over his heart he could not but
confess was wonderfully strong and
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The black mourning robe was re-
lieved from sombrenesss by the soft,
white rutfle at throat. and wrists. Her
gold-brown hair fell in little waves over
the white brow, and the beautiful gray
eye-sso full of tears-were turned full
upon Louis's face as she awaited reply
to her question. S% 20 g. 4,
Giving her up, thought he, mean
while, .:will be like death; but surely if
[ am firm she will send for me in. day.
or two, and we will be better friends
than ever" :, Il
So he answered at last:
''Only what I said before. You will
find that you cannot do without me by,
and-by, Mabel" w. '-.# ~-~~.
Either the triumph which lurked in
his tones, or the sli ght, and, it must be
confessed, discourteous shrug of his
shoulders. aroused all the pride in
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