New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-06-13
LOVE LEVELS ALL. ,

mOtlOn, the BUSY workers were eaCl
and all at their respective posts, whe1
the heavy outer doors changed, ant
there swept in breath from the outer
world-a world so different from Thu
that it seemed as though the two nigh
never mingle.
The butterflies had come to visit thu
bees.
1t was a little party of four which the
doors had opened to admit-two gen
tlemen, an elderly lady, and young
girl.
The latter wore simple but elegant
costume of dark green velvet, borderec
with fur A tiny velvet, fur-trimmec
hat rested on her dark auburn hair
which escaped in little, wilful curls be-
meath it's brim.
She was wonderfully beautiful, anc
many among the women looked up ant
after her, as she passed, with sudde1
consciousness of their own dull lives.
Yet their work gave her the means tt
live, as she was the daughter of one O.
the owners of the factory, che largest
and most prosperous in all Winchester
Now and then she spoke to one O.
them as she went by, not in patroniz
ing way, but in interest aroused in thei1
labor, and her admiration of their def
skill.
She had reached one of the rooms oc
cupied only by men, when her glance
fell on a man standing close beside the
door. He was only one of the upper
workmen, but there was that in hi
face which spoke of strength, and Ger
tain scorn was in his brown eyes anG
about the firm lines of his mouth as hi
looked upon the intruders, which caused
an Evolutionary flush to mantle bel
cheek.
The next moment she saw the scorr
vanish and new light leap into his eyes
"a new expression transfigure his face
as his glance, for an instant only, me-
hers. Then it grew harder, colder
sterner, than before.
"Who is that man?' she asked, turn
ing to one of the two gentlemen who
accompanied her, Reginald Noteworthy
by name, junior partner of her faith
er's, and, rumor added, her intended
husband.
Ellis name is Alan Irving,' was the
answer, rather slightingly spoken, the
girl thought. "A clever fellow, will
wonderful insight into machinery, bu
singularly proud and reserved. A
man-take care Miss Merriton. All
great Heaven!''
Too late! The girl, interested in list
ening, had drawn too near one of the
heavy, swiftly revolving wheels, and il
had caught a portion of her skirt.
One more revolution, and she would
have been drawn within it's relentless
embrace, but at that moment someone
threw himself between her and destruc
ton.
There was sound of crunchine
bones. The great machinery Jared
and stopped. There was but one way
to bring it to a standstill-one spo
where a solid obstacle might cut of
communication from the lever which
swayed it, and there was one eye which
understood both the danger and the pos
sible manner in which it might be avert
ed.
But nothing was at hand to fill that
awful gap-nothing but one mans
strong right arm Alan Irving neither
faltered nor wavered for one instant but
darted between Daisy Merriton and the
fearful peril which menaced her.
1T is nothing compared with her life, >
he murmured, when the machinery had
stopped and they drew out the poor
wrecked arm, whose strength might
avail him never more, and gasping ou1
the sentence, fell in dead swoon al
her feet.
Very tenderly his fellow workmer
lifted him and bore him to his home
For few days it was feared that his life
would pay the forfeit of his act, but or
the fifth day the crisis was passed; and
though many weeks of weakness anC
suffering must still be entailed upon
him, and though his right arm was
henceforth shattered and helpless, yet
his life was spared.
Looking forward to the dreary pros.
pect before him, it seemed to Allan Irv'
ing no boon. He lacked none of the
luxuries of life during this weary time
Each day fruit, and flowers, and rares1
delicacies, were sent him in abundance
but when they brought them to him
that he might see that the girl whom he
had saved was not unmindful nor un
grateful, the bitter lines deepened rath
er than disappeared, and no CLEAN o.
gladness lighted the handsome face, or
which suffering had SO strongly set it
mark.
..She would do so much for her dog!'
he said once, with the bitter injustice
born of his ignorance of the true nature
of Daisy MERTON.
But one day they told him that sht
stood without and asked to be admitted
to his room; and then wonderful ligh
leaped into the great, brown eyes, anC
the pale cheeks flushed. He learned
in that interview, how he had misiudge(
her.
Each day she had come herself to asl
for him, she told him, as with something
akin to reverence in her lovely face, sh'
stood beside his couch.
"On my knees have prayed tina
Heaven would spare your ife!'' she sale
with tears heavily fringing the jettJ
lashes that shaded her glorious eyes
''and Heaven has heard my prayer. All
you cannot know what I have suffered
How brave, how noble you are! I neve
knew such men lived.
s'Hush-hush!' he answered, flushing
holly. s'You must not look at it lik
this! What was my life compared t
yours! Nor was it life only this!''
And he glanced down at his shattere,
and bandaged arm.
..God bless you, my heror' she whis
pered, softly with tears in her voice.
Ere the echo of her words had die,
away, she had left the room; bu
through the long hours Of pain, owe
land over they kept repeating themselve
to him like waves of music endlaeel,