New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1883-08-01
ALMOST A SEPARATION.
BY BELL BLOSSOM.

| reuuenlng ali Cne east, 3 delicious cool
ness pervaded the air, and the robins,
just wakened into consciousness, sang
as if they would sing their little hearts
out. The mowers who slept in the
barn-chamber were just yawning into
wakefulness. Farmer Eden was up and
on his way to the milking-yard, and his
thrifty helpmate was already breaking
golden eggs into the breakfast frying-
pan.
''It seems as if Rosa were later and
later every morning." she thought.
And hurrying to the foot of the stairs,
where an odd, corkscrew-shaped little
flight of wooden steps twisted itself up
to the second story, she called aloud, in
no very musical voice:
"Rosa! Rosa, say!''
There was no answer.
Mrs. Eden ran hastily up, and enter
! ed the bedroom, where the eastern flush
was already irradiating the rough beams
with the softest pink light. To her amaze
ment, the bed was empty, q bunch of
faded roses lay on the pillow, and lit
tie cotton glove caught in the wisteria-
vine that trailed luxuriantly up to the
second story, betrayed in what manner
the bird had flown.
CHOW am astonished!' said Mrs. Ell
den. 'eThe child has got out of the
window again. She is off for the coun-
ty fair, where expressly told her, last
night, she was not to go. It's the second
TIME She has run away Within the month.
Why, she couldn't behave worse if she
was q gypsy, and don't believe but
what she is! told Joshua that no good
would ever come of adopting a child
out of the Founding Institute. And 1
won't stand it very long another
day!''
Mr.. Joshua Eden, COMING in from
the barn-yard with two pals of foaming
milk, was met by his wife, whose lips
were compressed, and whose brow had
grown ominously dark.
''ROsa has gone again. said she.
''Gone! repeated Mr.. Eden, setting
down his pals and starting. ''Gone
where?"
"How am / to know?'' said Mrs. Ell.
den, sharply. ITO the fair suppose.
There never was such willful child!'
''That wasn't right said Mr.. Eden,
mildly. Rosa knows
Rosa knows quite enough to outwit
two old folks like us, = said Mrs. Eden.
1--WE were fools for taking her, Joshua,
and we're fools for keeping her. It's
the last night she shall sleep under this
roof!''
..My dear,' demonstrated the farmer,
''she's only girl of seventeen!'
"She's old enough to know BETTER"
said Mrs. Elden, who had by this time
placed a pan of frizzling bacon upon the
fire. 1--WE put up with her freaks and
follies long enough. I've talked to her
and talked to her, and it does just about
as much good as the wind blowing over
yonder field of timothy y
''But, Sarah, said Mr.. Eden, ''you
never would turn little Rosa out of
doors?''
Eyes, would said Mrs. Eden.
There! She's tired me to death, with
her wild ways; and shan't put up with
theSa no longer! Call the men in to
breakfast, Joshua; and I'm goin' to fit
up her little room, and let it to city
boarders this summer
"Look here, wife" said good Mr.. Ell
den don't be too sharp with Rosa.
Remember. she's young; and p'r'aps
there have been times when we held the
reins pretty tight. I'd have taken her
to this county fair myself if you hadn't
said No so positively"
''And spoiled her worse than ever"
said Mrs. Eden. mo, I'm done with
her-out she goes!'
But, Sarah, think again!' urged Mr..
Eden. s.What is to become of her? "A
pretty young creetur' like that thrown
adrift upon the world!''
ttShe should have thought of that be-
fore she defied me" said Mrs. Eden.
II won't have her treated so rough
ly?" said the farmer, q little CURLY.
ssAnd all for mere girlish freak! You
are my wife, Sarah. and you must obey
me in this natter
81 am your wife, y said Mrs. Eden,
setting down the bright blue milk-pitch-
=er with such energy that it cracked from
spout to handle; ssbut there are some
things in which / will not obey any man!
l choose that Rosa May shall go!''
And / choose that she shan't!' said
Mr.. Eden, reused into unwonted spirit.
We've brought her up fur baby. and
she's just like my own child. =
'Youm must choose between her and.
me" said Mrs. Eden, the hard lines
around hermouth growing grimmer and
more grim. & Aunt Amanda wants me
to come to the Uphill Farm and take
care Of her. I amt one to depend on,
anybody for my daily bread; and she's
got money to leave.
The hired men, as they sat at the
reakfaSt-table eating bacon and eppg.