The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-03-29

come.
well, Grant, do you think ANY
looks na,ural'" inquired Mr.. Ludwick,
when this ceremony was over.
Miss l.udwick, your daughter, re-
iains some Of her old looks answered
Grant confnsedlyl "And vet / confess
she does seem changed"
'For the better, Grant-ehf" said the
old man, gleefully. "She has changed
for the better Hasn't she Grantsn
"Ccrtsinly," answered Grant, busli-
ing fcarfully, rs he put upa mental Pc
ttlon to be forgiven for lying.
"And She loves the old man Just as
WELL continued Mr.. Ludwick, joyfuly.
Elbow lucky that you did not come be-
fore! She only reached home this morn
ing, by the early train. What made her
run away so soon, Grant,"
"Your daughter is here" answered
the young man, pointing TO the blushing
face cncircled by the dark curs.
"You don't mean 10 say, Grant, you
thought that was Amyp" And the old
man burst into IN uproarious shout OF
laughter. That's Alice Ludwick,
Amy's cousin, Don't you remember
how much they looked alike? Amy has
changed more than she. warrant she
is in the bower. Let's surprise her."
Grant Burcharl gave great sigh Of
relief, and the whole party went into
the garden. There was the eglantine
bower carefully kept; and even now
fair woman with dress of the purest
white was on step-ladder pruning the
overhanging branches, singing, mean
while, in sweetest strains, Ever Of Thee,
I'm Fondly Dreaming"
Ralph Emery listened, and exclaimed:
at is the voice we heard last night.u
Grant Burchard stepped hastily for
ward. All unconscious. Amy continued
her pruning, only stopping when the
gardener spoke.
Miss Amy, YOU had better let me do
that"
mo, no, John" she answered, laugh
ing. 1T frighens me to see yon cut
away these beautiful branches. 1t
grieves me to sever q single twig, and
you loop off great branches without q
pang of remorse.
well. Miss Amy, it is as I say. Your
sweet ladyship is stngy of nothing but
swcctbricr."
"Stingy, eh?" and Amy laughed mcr-
rily. mo, John, not s;ingy, only eco.
nomical with something that always
gave me pleasure. Now, come, take
those branches"
Grant superseded John. and with ex-
tended arms received the weight Of
sweetbrier. He did not move, and Amy
said, without looking up:
That will do. John, now CO."
Still hc moved not. She looked around
with surprise. and started at the tableau
IA handsome stranger. gazing ut her
with his extended arms full of sweet
bricr.
II am waiting for the rest, Amy
waiting for the little woman who used
to tease and please until i learnt TO call
her Sweetbrier.h
She knew, then, it was Grant: and
with glad cry came bounding down
the steps and was received into his
arms.
Amy Ludwick was 8 study that day.
Grant Burchard watched her with q
loving pride. There was nothing in her
dress, manner or conversation to offend.
She was an educated and cultivated
woman. At the close Of the day he said
to his fricnd
Emery you have lost your wager.
Was not wise to cling to my old love?"
'Be generous, now, and don't cling
any longer, " replied Ralph Emery. Il
will try to compensate her for her loss"
Grant Burchard's black eyes twinkled
rs he answered
Pardon me; but in the language Of
another 4 don't see it,"