Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1882-05-18

The organ. grinder, having drank his cof-
fee, laboriousy lifted his instrument upon
bis back, and, supporting himself with q
stout stick prepared to leave. Minna sprang
down the steps.
Il will open the gate for you," she said
kindly.
And as he passed out, she slipped into
his hand bright silver quarter.
stake this, please" she said, with
blush.
He turned it over in his hand and hesitat-
ed. There was something strangely earn
est in the look Of the dark eyes peering
from beneath the white bushy brows in the
swarthy face.
Did he guess the truth-that that silver
piece was tie whole Of her present store Of
pocket money?
As he passed out at the gate. she looked
up into his face with lovely expression OF
sympathy and kindness.
Good. byel I hope your little Blanca
will soon be with you," she said, gen.
tly.
He lifted his hat almost reverently.
God bless you. lady!"
Then, as she closed the gate, he tramped
slowly down the street, turned the next cor.
fee.
Here, lightly swinging his instrument to
the ground, he threw off white wig and
beard, with corresponding pair If bushy
eyebrows, washed away from his cheeks
some artificial tan and wrinkles, and drew
himself erect-a handsome, dark. complex
toned young man of four-and-twenty.
A gentleman, entering from the next room,
looked at him with questionable smile.
We'll" be said briehy-"lost or WONT"
Both" was the moody answer.
What has happened2 She did not dis
cover you and take mortal offense, did
she?"
mo; and yet she might more easily have
discovered my identity than hers, under
the circumstances
What! IN masquerade again."
"Out Of masquerade. Eaoush! I wor-
shipped goddess, and find her of clay
commonest clay"
"Ah, understand You have found out
| what I. who reside here and know some
thing of the family, though seeing your in.
| fatuatiop; did not dare hint. You would
never have believed it. Did you see that
little daring Minna2"
| BIT for that darling little Minna should
straightway lose all my faith in womapkind.
See here!" he added, holding up bright
silver piece. 81 shall keep this as tails
| man, to remind Inc that there is in reality
truth and goodness and unselishness among
| women"
Mr.. Aylesbury did not 90 to Mrs. Dab
ney's masquerade party. Something had
unexpectedly O. led him home. And when,
| few months after. he rope tied his visit to
the little town, people observed that lis at
| tentions seemed transferred from Mi SO
| Gray to her younger sister.
In time it became known that they were
engaged; and while some wondered how he
could have relinquish I'D that splendid Ada,
whom he could certainly Lave won for tho
asking. there were others who said he had
made wiser choics.
Neither Of the girls understood the mat
! ter until one day, some time after his mar
rage, MIR. Aylesbury showed to the sweet
| young wife seated upon his knee a bright
INV coin.
well, said she, what of it3 Does any
special interest attach to it beyond Its pecu-
mary value?"
Certainly there does! Why, it is a tails.
man which has brought me what I prizs
beS ond all else on earth.
And what can that be?"
yourself Of course. you little igno
| 1amuSt 10 you T6mSnO6E WQSu you gave
this to an Id Italian organgrindsr ct VOL
ga: den gate?
She colored.
"How do you konw?"
"How? Why, because was myself thGt
ancient musician.
You Philip" with big eyes, and the
color deeoeni1 g over neck and cheek.
He laughed, and them he told her all chou
it.
Il took your gift. darling, but gave you 6
full exchange. 10 that moment, I do be-
lieve, my heart went out to you as 1t ha6
never done to any other woman"
She hid her face on his shoulder. A mo-
ment after she looked up with. half tearfu
eyes.
Dear, promise me one thing-that yor
will never let Ada know"
Certainly not! She would never forgive
that innocent little masquerade. ever
hough it was she who defed me to deceive
her bv any disguise I choose to assume
No, she shall never suspect that the poor
ragged old organ grinder, to whom she re.
fused o penny was Sir Walter Rlleigh; ani
on my part, shall try, for your sake, t.
think that, it was not my exquisite Lady o
the Lake whom that morning beheld in
slattsrnly dress, rude to her mother, selfst
| to"
But here Minna placed her hand over hi
lips, and he stopped speaking to kiss it