Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1882-05-25
VOLUME VI.
ter hastily fastened another paper hat
and tied it securely over what remained
of the original covering
Then said baby, Rick tiss I-nice

OF the original covering.
Then said baby, "Rick tiss mice
Rick!"
Oh, that is what he was doing when
she foolishly imagined he was waiting for
her to come and implore his forgiveness
bidding goodbye to baby. She might
have known it, for he had always loved
baby dearly.
"Yes, baby, nice Rick, good Rick, dear
Rick; but, for all that, the ring he gave
me goes back to him tomorrow unless
hear from him tonight. How dare he
wish that we had never metz"
But she did not hear from him that
night, and the next day the little band of
gold wis released from its hiding-place
in her thick brown hair, and a too faith
full messenger placed it in Rick's hands
as he left his place of business. But, ah!
what silent, sorrowful maiden wan
dered about the Lounsberry dwelling
thereafter! what a listless, weary voice
repeated the nursery rhymes that baby
demanded fifty times a day!
No nice-no more" said baby, miss
ing the merry tones and the happy
laugh. s
But Mrs Lounsberry was not at all dis
pleased with the turn affairs had taken.
Brougham Brown suited her much bet
ter as 4 prospective son-ln-law than Rich
ard Creighton. One was q wealthy,
young brewer, the other poor clerk in
Il counting-house.
Lefty will soon get over it." she SAID
to Letty's father, whose heart ached at
the sight of his daughters sad face. "a
tirst-loye disappointment is always hard
to bear for while l thought should
have died when Stephen Ford married
my cousin; but | didn't. l lived to mar
ry you, and I have a seal-skin cloak, and
Mrs. Ford hasn't even jacket"
And SO Brougham Brown, who was
really Il manly, generous, good-hearted
fellow in spite Of his beer and wealth, en-
couraged by the maternal head of the
ardent fashion to Lefty; and she, seeing
her mothers pleasure thereat, and hear
ing no words from Rick, received
his attentions in Il passive, unresponsive
way.
Three months went by, and it was Aunt
Emory's birthday, and that eccentric old
lady had decided to devide it among the
family, lunching with one portion, din
ing with another, and supping with third
The lunch party was given at her sister
Letitia's (A[rs Lounsberry) and some
half dozen old friends and some dozen
relatives were bidden to the feast. Lefty,
in sea-green gown Rick S favorite gown,
with spray of pink hyacinths (Rick's
favorite spring tiower) i'll her hair, went
quietly about welcoming the guests.
Brougham Brown following her like her
shadow, until lunch was announced.
young man still near her. she raised the
cover from and dipping the spoon into
the last jar of grandmama s famous peach
marmalade (she had had it placed before
her, trusting to be able TO hide the mis-
chief Baby had done), when somebody
said, addressing her mother; 'Have YOU
heard that Richard Creighton is going
abroad for his health? He has given up
his situation, and sails in day or two
They say he has failed fast lately
And the very next moment Aunt En-
CRY fixed her spectacled eyes upon her
niece's poor, pale face, and asked, sharp
ly: whats the matter child? Do you
see anything dreadful in the sweets?"
''No, ma am" answered Lefty with
pitiftll attempt at Il smile, when the spoon
struck something harder than preserved
peaches should be.
''Let me help you,' said Brougham;
and with one turn of his wrist he placed
upon the dainty china shell before her
wad of paper.
And so that is the last of the celebrat-
ed marmalade, is it?" said Aunt Emory
Il don't want any. prefer my sweets
unmixed with unknown foreign subStanc-
es. Take it away, Norah."
But Lefty was already slowly unrolling
the paper (it proved to be the missing
part of the jars original hat)-a rather
difficult thing to accomplish as it stuck
persistenly to her small fingers, but
accomplished at last, when out rolled the
little gold pig. And on the inside of
the paper was scrawled, in Kicks bold
hand, these words:
''MY DARLING,-How foolish we are
L mean, | am! Here is the charm. Miss
Earian had it about ten minutes last
night-only long enough to show it to
you and tell you story about it. Baby
will give it to you. Had no paper, so I
tore piece off one of your jam pots
VIII see you to-morrw evening. Rick"
Never did any young lady so suddenly
break through all the conventionalities
of society, never did daughter so quickly
forget the wishes of her mother, never
did niece so untiinchingly brave the dis
pleasure of a thirty-thousand-d dollar aunt,
as did Lettie Lounsberry the instant af-
ter she had read this note.
"Brougham," she cried, lookingat him
with beautiful, beseeching eyes, II must
see Rick l must-I must. You will
go and bring him to me, dear?'
ut was the first time she had ever
called him "dear," and, alas! he felt that
it would be the last) For moment he
pulled his long mustache nervously. "We
are not very good friends you know" at
last he said.
eyes, l know. But 1 am to blame for
that too," said Lefty hurriedly. 'For-
give me, Brougham, but must see
Rick"
And the good fellow, hesitating no long
er, turned from that imploring face, and
with q Juggling at his heart-strings, went
off to seek his rival. He found him, and
brought him back to the girl they both
loved
And what do you think Aunt Emory
did?-Aunt Emory, who had declared
over and overagain that only us Mrs.
Brougham Brown, Lefty should inherit
any of her money. LEFT the house in a
passion?" Not bit of it. She laughed
and laughed until she could laugh no
longer
.'Now ! shall have something new to
tell folks" she said. They must be tired
and sick ofmy old yarns. I'm sure am.
Love, gold pigs, jealousy, and marnalade
all mixed up together. It's one Of the
funniest things ever heard in allmy life"
Lounsberry 1t don't strike me that
"Oh, I'll look after them" said Aunt
good ending to this real sweet story.
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