The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-01-19

engaged to charming girl whom ne
met in u suburban village under the
most romantic circumstances during his
summer rambling, but this very
morning sent them my heartiest congrat-
ilations. The young lady has won a
greater prize than she knows Her sui
tor is a noble man, and POSSESSED Of
magnificent intellect. For myself 7
prefer single life"
But n woman was never destined for
that state argued Steve lamely. Men
are tho oaks, and women are the vines,
and"
Miss Winthrop was looking at him
again, and there was an actual laugh on
her face.
Thanks" she said, lit rs most
beautiful smile, but am not of
clinging nature, Even in my limited
experienced have seen too many women
on this earth who have to be both oak
and vine too. II you will excuse me !
will return TO my book, Mr.. Lander"
I'm never speak to clever woman
again" mutterod our hero wrathfully,
as he took his departure from the hotel
the next morning in very disguised
frame of mind. I'D rather have little
Lefty with her pretty ways any day.
When reach the end Of my journey,
I'll make her and mother happy By pro-
posing After all, a fellow had better
marry cook than book-worm cape.
cially when the one is 50 stuck.up and
the other little lovable thing like Let.
ty' And the girl is awfully fond of mc,
too.
the following morning Steve Landoi
reached his native place.
"As am not expected, I'll leave my
baggage for Pete to bring up in the dog.
cart, he said to the obsequious porter,
land walk "
He loft the road and took to the woods
1t was short cut and he could thus
avoid going through tho village The
stately towers Of the White House, hi
home, we're already in view,
Vaultipg over a low wire fence. he
scaled the wall, and appeared at one OF
the long French windows,
Mrs. Lander, a placid, grey-haired
lady, attired in u silken Quaker garb,
modified to suit the prevailing fashion,
looked up in surprise at her sons ap
pearancc, and dropped her knitting
Mother" he said, "Pve come home,
and I've piece OF good news for YOU.
I'm going to settle down and marry Lot
W."
rs thee?" repeated that lady, taking
Of her gold glasses and deliberately
polishing them. well, then, thee is toe
late"
Too late?" Stammered Steve. why,
the girl isn't dead, is she?'
"she ia TO thee responded his moth.
or, she is engaged,
Young Mr., Lander sat down on a
chair He felt weak
"Engaged--and to whom?'
TO very worthy and learned man
from Boston, Professor de Haas
Young Mr.. Landor muttered Il naughty
word under his breath, and bit the ends
of his fair moustache
But she was awfully fond OF ma, he
ventured dolcfulIy.
Now, Stephen, that is just where thee
Is mistaken" answered his mother
looking at him over her spectocles in .
manner that reminded him forcibly o
Miss Winthrop.
III thee had STAYED at home the cir
might have grown fond Of thee, for Thy
manner was very devoted; but no cir
of any spirit is going to pine for man
when he deliberately abscnts himself
from her, and does not even communi
cate by written word.
When thee had gone, the real ro
nance Of Letty's life began. This gen
tleman, riding by on horseback, wa.
thrown ut our very gate. He was car.
ricd in and doctor summoned.
broken arm prccludcd the possibility OF
his leaving the shelter of our roof for
long time and Lefty nUrsed him. Thee
knows her skill in preparing dishes
and care and good nursing completed
bis recovery. He WAS charmed with hel
simplicity. She recognised u him {
truly cultured gentleman, and the RES
soon followed
But he is the most notod geologist il
the States" demonstrated Steve, "anC
Lefty
"Never thee fear for Lefty" inter
ruptod his mother warmly Learning
does not impair mans digestion Of
esscn his appetite, and Lefty knows !
thine that will carry her THROUGH ever
In the brilliant Boston society to which
she is 80 soon to be introduced, ant
where she will reign queen. She new
er talks on subject that she does no
thoroughly understand"
Then the mother, relenting, laid on,
hand kindly on her sons blonde head
Never mind, Stephen" she snd
thee is young enough yet. Thougl
Miss Winthrop said thee nay, and Lett,
belongs to another, there are ttill goot
and fair women left on the earth wh'
will regard thee with favor But
Stephen, when thee goes s-wooing again
| remember and heed tho truth of the ole
adage. Between two stools one falls t.
the ground"