New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-06-06

be sent over to the house. Miss Ogden
would be their guest while she remain
ed in the city, and she had already very
kindly consented to prolong her visit
some two or three days
well, my DEAR said the elder Mr..
Brown, on hearing the whole story from
his wife, Immediately after he came
home, s'this is comical adventure
one, however, that does not seem
likely to damage any of us. The young
lady is certainly not my cousin, nor in
any manner related to me. There was,
however, another Charles Brown, who
left here a year ago, whom / knew very
we'll, for he was also in the hardware
business, and he has, as he told me, an
uncle by the name of Ralph Ogden. in
Rochester eve were talking one day in
regard to our respective families, when
he incidentally mentioned that fact, and
spoke, as [ remember, in very high
terms of that uncle. The young lady
is, of course, the daughter Of that gen
tleman. She is now, as you say, down
in the city with your sister?''
Eyes; they went out together an hour
ago, to doa little shopping, and will
soon return
''Well, we must correct the mistake
as gently as possible, and make the
young lady's visit none the less pleasant
to her. l will go to the store now, and
while | am gone you will, of course, ex-
plain the mistake to your visitor. Mean
time, l will set Frank all right in regard
to the matter, and prepare him to be a
little less demonstrative.
The mistake was first explained to
Miss Williams By her sister, and then
both ladies united in making the revela-
ton to their guests, and all were soon
laughing heartily at what seemed to
them a very enjoyable joke.
AS for Frank, his feelings were mixed
and peculiar; and our heroine also ex-
perienced sensation that seemed like a
gentle confusion, when she thought of
the earnest and affectionate kiss she had
already received from the young gem
tleman, to whom she was in no way re-
lated.
"Well, Cousin Agatha, how have you
enjoyed yourself since saw you last?'
was the greeting Frank gave their
guest the first time they met after the
mistake was discovered.
Agatha flushed little, but not very
crimson, and managed to 60 through
her part OF the programme in way
that made all parties feel as if they had
found a happy and congenial friend,
worth knowing and loving, even though
she was not their cousin.
Whether the cousinly kiss with which
Frank Brown and Agatha Ogden greet
ed each other, when first meeting, was
repeated at parting, has never been
known-unless to the young people
themselves. But the acquaintance be-
gun in that random way did not end
with that visit.
On thinking over the whole matter, on
her way home, Agatha came to the con-
clusjon that it would be best not to tell
any one, except father and mother, the
story of her cousinly adventure; nor did
she tell quite the whole story, even to
them.
"A letter for you, Agatha, and from
Chicago" was Mr.. Ogden's remark,
while distributing the mail matter the
postman had brought in, one morning,
few days after his daughter had re-
turned ''From your cousin, perhaps. :"
''Haye we any cousin in Chicago?"
asked an older sister.
''We had, some time ago. was the
evasivc answer which Agatha, with sly
but imploring look, prompted her faith
er to give.
'Who is your letter from, Ag?" asked
her sister. II saw the address, gen
tleman's writing
''Please don't bother me now," re-
piled Agatha, placing the letter in her
pocket without reading.
''Just the way" said the sister, s.that
young ladies treat the first letter they
receive from their beaux.''
''After they have received as many as
you have, )" retorted Agatha, with just a
very little spite in her tone, II suppose
they give the first reading to any one
who is willing to perform service of
that sortn'
IA love letter, as sure as l live!" ex-
claimed the sister.
1t is scarcely necessary to say that
the letter was from Frank Brown, who
managed the correspondence so clever
ly that, at the end of two months, he
was welcome guest at the residence of
Mr.. Ralph Ogden, and the accepted
lover of his daughter Agatha.
A few young friends, that sister among
them, were mischievous enough to say,
on the day of the wedding, that Agatha
Gag as they persisted in calling her
most of the time-knew very well, when
she called on Mr.. Brown, that those
people were in no way related to her,
but just went on a loye-making adven-
ture.
A SANDER, of course, and they knew
it. No young lady ever made more
honest blunder, or a luckier one; for the
young man, whose first introduction was
that earnest and affectionate kiss, prov
ed to be worthy and faithful husband.
Agatha could not have found one who
would have suited her better if she had
looked the whole continent over.