Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1884-06-19
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From our Continent

rs I folded and laid away in my
0ocketbook letter from the dearest
givl in the world and jumped on the
horsa.car EN- route for my Office.
Some months had passed since | saw
nv Agnes Tor the first time ut a dim
ner at the Peytons ! had frequently
met Miss George Peyton IN society,
and had been several times invited to
her receptions. so I was not surprised
to receive one day in invitation to
dine with her informally to meet a
Young lady from Aiken, $. 9. or
course presented myself at this in
formal dinner in full evening dress,
where | met some other gentlemen in
similar attirC-UIarKsOn was one OF
them-aud few young ladies' and
was introduced TO my Agnes. II J
could only make you see her as she a r.
peared to me that night-so fresh a.t
blooming; the blueo her clear, pet"t-
full eyes the delicious curve OF ~"
delicate lips But enough that Nl,.G-
ed. and became her ardent adouer
From the first She distinguished me
with her favor. / was allowed to
claim the best dances; they were al
WAYS my flowers that she carried, and
finally. for she returned to Aiken, /
was her accepted lover.
The year had flown swiftly and
now brilliant prospect seemed to
open before me. Ny firm was about
to establish branch department in
another part of the Getty, and proposed
to make one of their clerks junior
partner and manager of the new con
Germ / had been the longest in their
employ, and had reason to think |
was regarded with favor by odd
GruH' Mr.. Gruilapd, the senior
partner. was called and he would be
the one to make the promotion and
settle the question of salary.
Indeed. for some weeks l had seen
that he was working the man cement
into my hands so | felt justified IN
writing to Agnes urglngour immedl
ate union The dear girl consented,
and in tie letter received that morn
ing she told me she was coming
again, to make a long visit at the Pey-
tons, to "do some shopping, En-
traucing works.
Well, she came. There was a
demure but delightful meehng'at the
station, and an enchanting twenty
minutes until / delivered her to Miss
Georges arms at the Peyton's door.
Then followed days of devotion to
work, followed be evenings of UNI
allowed bliss | say 'unalloyed,
but there was one drawback. The
Peyton family were very considerate,
Miss George especially So but my
darling Agnes was haunted with the
fear that they would think her visit
to them was only to enjoy my society,
and was constantly suggesting that we
should Jon the family in the sitting.
room Old Mrs. Peyton was a bore,
but mild pater(amilas an un-
mitigated one; Miss George was
benignant, but slightly tiresome
There was only one other member OF
the family pretty little fellow
named Ralph, but the girls had taker
to call him Raphael, from som'
faucicd resemblance to one of tn,
Sistne cherubs. He seemed a Quie
little chap, with Il sweet innocence O
expression and demeanor, who pose,
a good deal of the time with his cheel
on ms hand, after the matter of tn
cherub aforesaid.
Agnes had been in the city a few
weeks when, one morning the telt
phone bell in our Office rang sharply
This was of frequent occurrence, am
ClarkSon's desk was stationed near
to save time I'M answering the cal
The rest of us scarcely looked up rs tn
familiar "HuloW was Shou ed, or tn
concluding IAN right I'll tell Nh
Gruinand. Good by" But this morr
ing Clarkson turned to mo with
"This is for YOU, Dixsou.' Accarc
ingly | shouted 'Hullo" aud in r,
turn heard Miss Georges voice:
as that you, Mr. DlNon} Agnc
is here and wants to try to speak
you.
Then | heard her giving direction.
"Standa little nearer; press this clos
to your ear-so.'
Good morning, l called.
In return | heard a giggle and m
Agnes voice eXclaimng: Oh, oh
1t tiekles my earl Then more dire,
tons from Miss Peyton, and at las
the sweetest voice IN the world bega
in as nearly as might be sten,oria
roar.
rs that really you, Harry! Ism
tins perfectly SWEET Are you sur
they can't hear in the officer
well from George, i shoul
say they certainly could, if you shou
like that.
Harry, in a half whisper, IF yo
arc sure it's you, and that no one els
can hear | want 10 tell you SOME
thing Do you remember that quee
Miss Blake in Aiken Do you hea
me, Harry
Yes, | returned
Then another little giggle. Isn't