Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-03-07

apartments Then, with a i courteous
bow, he resiggne his lat III favor OF
Ylcelit .>Who 3beea an to select the pieces,
standing ready to turn for the lady
Dreaming z" Hurmured Magil, re-
turning to Gertie' i side, as he noted the
pensive look in the great eyes.
f Building q fancy castle. !"
Would e were its Prince Charming!"
accompanying the words with ON ardent
look. a s.
s. mischievous but Lu was
the princess. !"
hen I resign all pretension,' with
another glance that brought the swift
blood to Gertie's cheek. @
She had ever been conscious of the
wondrous magnetism Of MagilHs per-
sonality which gave his presence a
strange charm nor was she the only
one who had felt it's power.
Will you not come ont into the gar
den z" said Roger, gently. "a /.
F thought you were anxious to hear
some music" said Gertie, archly.
II can hear just as we'll, and better
too, through the open windows. Do
Gomez" persuasively. ss!The twilight is
SO inviting" ~ J #
Gertie hesitated-but how. could she
resist the magic Of the pleading tones ?
Roger stepped through the low window
onto the veranda. Gomez he wl,is-
pered. And Gertie followed him down
into the fragrant garden. /.
< when did you reach home, DR.. Ma
gill? inquired Miss Meserve. .s. !.
"Only last night, but I ran over al
most Immediately to Cousin Lucy's to
beg her to keep my cominga secret,
even from you" -
"Why?". with some establishment.
Because I wished to surprise warmer
welcome than 1 otherwise might re-.
ceive."
"Were you satisfed?" giving him a
saucy, bewildering look.
II shall be, if you will let your heart
speak, Gertiew passionately. ''Dar-
ling. l only come back to ask you for
your love; to win you for. my wife.
Three years ago, these words were
trembling on my lips but T would not
give them utterance. I had first to
win, not fortune, but an income suf-
ficient to ensure you at least the COM
forts, if not the luxuries of your fathers
home. I have been successful beyond
my ardent hopes. My position is an as
sured one. Oh, my hearts dearest, was
I mistaken in thinking you could care
for me-were my hopes too presump-
tuous? Gertie, darling! You love me,
do you not?"
What power of pleading vibrated
through the impassionated voice! What
@ wealth of tenderness lighted the dark
eyes, intense with feeling! What a
mighty love pervaded the mans whole
being! How could any woman with
stand such torrent of emotion
What a sudden shock, Gertrude Mes
erve awoke to consciousness of her
hearts hitherto unsupported, yet latent
sentiment, and she trembled like a
frightened thing.
Roger took both small hands reassur-
ingly in his, and gazed lovingly into her
shy face.
Fainter foated the music on the sweet
scented air, then ceased entirely. Deep
er grew the twilight shadow. Gertrude
needed not. Her proud little head had
found a resting place. The naughty,
beautiful girl was conquered, and con-
tent to have acknowledged her name
well, Roger" said Miss Evans rising
from the piano, chow did you like that
last movement? Why!" in great sur
prise and bewilderment, where in the
world is Cousin Roger?"
Her lover smiled 'He and Gertie
slipped away sometime since" he an
swered, ''but / was enjoying your play
ing so much would not interrupt you. -
"Gertie will take cold out in this
dew-laden air." exclaimed Lucy. eve
had better hunt mp the runaways."
''No need, for here they come"
'Will you ring for lights, please, Hor-
ace?" said Miss Evans.
'No, don't" laughingly protested Dr.
Roger. ''Let the dusk hide our bushes. !"
"Oh!' cried Gertie, under her breath.
"What do you mean, cousin 90. said
Lucy, peering first into his face and
then into that of her friend. "Can it be
possible" she added, "that my hopes
are to be fullflled?" =
Depends upon what they are" an
swered Roger, gaily. Then, more So
berry,: "As for me, I have won the
dearest wish Of my heart. The hope
that has been my inspiration from boy
hood is at last realized" drawing Ger
tie tenderly to his side.
1mpu]sive Lucy threw her arms
around both. Then she burst out
laughing. ssI'm going to live and die
an old maid!" she said, emphatically.
whats that? ?" queried Horace. .v
"Oh, nothing" mischievously. sAsk
Gertie.' r.
'Some resolutions are better broken
than kept" was the laughing, defiant
reply, and a soft hand stole caressingly
into that of Roger Magill. Yankee
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