New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-08-15

old thing. lettering to the very founda-
tions, sadly in need of paint, and. re-
greet to add, infested with yermin.''
Madam" shouted Mr.. johnson, 81
will not stand here and listen to these
foul aspersions on one who is as good
and pure as she is beautiful!''
Mrs. Powers retreated behind the bic
bookcase, appalled, by the sudden APP
prehension that she was confronting q
maniac.
.'And l am amazed to listen to such
remarks from the lips of her own moth
er, also'' exclaimed Mr.. johnson. ..All
I ask is to see her for myself to assure
her how little all these cruel assevera-
tons affect my constancy. If ever a
human creature wore the angelic shape,
it was my Louisa."
At this moment Miss Louisa herself
came in. her crimps loosened from the
combining hair-pins, her calico wrapper
exchanged for more becoming gar
ment of pale blue cashmere, faced with
quilted satin.
@ Mama she cried, '.what is the
matter? John!'' with well-simulated
start of amazement, this is never
you!'
Mrs. Powers. slowly recovering her
.quanimity once more, emerged eau
tiously from behind the edge of the
bookcase.
''There is some most extraordinary
misunderstanding here" said she
This gentleman, then, is not an timer
antviewer of domiciles- other words,
house hunter
"What on earth should hunt houses
FOR, ma'amp' said MIR. johnson, waxing
little irritable, when I've got a good
red brick mansion of my own, with gas,
water and Steamboat all completed"
MAMA" said Louisa, prettily en-
barrassed, sits Mr.. johnson. Mr..
Johnson, allow me to present you to
my mother. Dear, dear, this is very
embarrassing
Il should think it was!'' CURLY re-
marked Mr.. johnson. II come here to
ask permission to pay my addresses to
Miss Louisa Powers, and l am told,
with no more ceremony than one would
expect from a chimney sweep, that she
is a mouldy old thing, and wants paint,
and nobody knows what else''
ell meant the housed" stammered
Mrs. Powers, for once losing the self
possession which had always distin-
guished this descendant of the Brob-
dingnags.
Good gracious me! The idea OF
Louisa, there, being mouldy! Why,
Just look at her.
Mr.. johnson did look at Louisa
Louisa looked at him. Both burst out
laughing. For the fair damsel in ques'
ton, although she was two-and-thirty,
was still rosy, fresh, and blooming, witt
q little dimple in her left cheek, anG
figure as trim as that of any chit o.
eighteen.
Pray except my apologies, sir, sale
Mrs. Powers, gradually recovering he1
empress-like mien.
cpl accept anything, ma am, sale
the good-natured bachelor, IF you vii
consent to ms marrying this lovely
creature!''
Don't John" simpcred Miss Louisa
''But it's the truth, stoutly declared
Mr.. johnson, ''and I'd like to hea
anyone dispute it,
But tile little love-passagc was Gu
short by a ring at the door-bell and tn
sound of y hoarse voice, cnquiring, II
this house to lett"
The Powers family went to Fordhan
on the first of May to reside in car
wiggy little cottage, where there wer
more honeysuckles than modern con
veniences-but the fair Louisa did no
accompany them. She, rs a bride
took possession of the rcd-brick house
with the Steamboat and patent ventila
ton all complete.
''But, dear me- said Jennette, whel
she was helping drape the white musli,
curtains in Mrs. Johnson's boudoir
show near mama came to breaking Ii
the match!'
Nothing would have broken up tn
MATCH said Mrs. johnson calmly
'.Dear John loved me too we'll for that
And there's one thing to be Thankful
for-we own our own premises, so tina
the house can never, by any possibility
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