New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1884-10-29

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He does not command you to mar
~ the cousin, continued Gerald, while
Roy remained an eager listener.
No, said Miss Sinclair with a love
lily blush, ..but i must marry some one
before | can control my property, and
until that time Il must remain a prison
ler in my own house.
| True answer d Gerald, and he
glanced at Roy.
Both of the young men flushed to the
curling hair that shaded their fore
heads.
At last Gerald said:
Can you manage to call here to-
morrow or next dayp We will think
the case over, and decide what shall be
done. =
81 think cam
And, with a graceful bow, she was
gone.
what do you think, Roy?'' ques-
toned Gerald as the door closed.
.Gerald, my friend,'' said Roy seri-
ously, as he took seat by his side,
'syou think never had secret from
you. At least, since we joined our for
tunes together. Listen, and know how
have deceived you.
'.Weeks ago, as / was walking by the
river, a runaway-horse came tearing
down the road. 1t was the work of q
momentary impulse for me to place
myself before the Infatuated ANNA, land
had the good fortune to stop him. A
face, pale with terror, but lovely as a
poets dream, gazed at me from the OPP
en- carriage, and a voice, tremulous and
sweet, thanked me for preserving a hui
man life.''
"Why did you never tell mep" cried
!! Gerald.
| ..Why, old friend? You ask why?
!! Simply because couldn't. Gerald, /
fell in love then and there. have seen
her many times since, but she did not
know me. She does not know me now.
And would give years of my life to
win her love! Gerald, old boy, can you
not guess do you not know? Ruby
Sinclair was the fair occupant Of the
runaway carriage. Hers is the sweet
face that has haunted my Dreams
.Impossibler said Gerald, his face
paEng, and his lips qnivering behind
the jetty moustache.
He, too, had his cherished secret. He,
too, had long worshipped at Ruby Sim
! clair's shrine, although no word had
ever passed between them before her
call at the office.
Should he tell Roy, and cause him
sorrow? No-a thousand times no!
But for his bravery he would now be
resting in watery grave. Roy had
saved his life, and that life should new
er be used to darken his. He would
stifle his own desires and aid him in
his suit.
Thus reasoned Gerald Winslow.
But he was not prepared for Roy's
next words, as, taking a copy of Long
fellows poems from the table, he turn
ed to the ever-new poem of Miles Stan
dish's courtship, and read, in an en-
barrassed voice:
| ''Long have I cherished the thought, but new
erlhave dared to reveal it,
Being coward in this, though valiant enough
Go to the damse1 Priscilla, the loveliest maiden
in Plymouth.
words but Of actions So An - =
| Offers his hand and his heart-the hand and
heart of a soldier,
/ Not in these words, you know; but this, in
short, is my meaning.
Then. as he closed the book, he said
earnestly, as he laid his hand on Ger
AIDS:
You understand me, Gerald? My
friend, will you do this for me? You
asked my opinion, and it is this shat
Miss Sinclair marry at once, and so out
wit that rascally cousin. When she
comes tomorrow, / will leave you
alone. Will you offer her my heart and
hand? confess / am coward, and /
dare not. :
Despite Roy's eager anxiety, and
Gerald's dumb agony, they could not
help seeing the ludicrous side of the
matter.
And Gerald laughingly said, as he
took the volume from his friend 8 hand:
Il can but answer you from the same
authority:
'"Thats what always say-if you wish thing
to be well done,
You must do it yourself; you must not leave
| it to Others .
..And I, said Roy, taking the book
again, must answer you also:
Though have spoken thus lightly, yet deep
tss rease R%sas ask in the
name of our friendship3"
And Gerald, sitting his own love for
the beautiful girl, leaned his head on
Roy's shoulder, and read:
..The name Of friendship is sacred,
What you demand in that name I have not the
power to deny you
So it was settled.
When Ruby Sinclair called the next
afternoon, she found Gerald Winslow
alone in the office, fdgeting among the
papers, with a face as flushed, and
hand as unsteady as though he was
about to propose for himself instead of
his friend. AT last he spoke:
'We-that is, my partner and have
consulted together, and the only way
we see for you is to marry Immediately.
Your cousin may resort to holder meas
ures.o
But, . asked Miss Sinclair in aston
ishment, .'how can marryp I have
been kept very secluded; cannot pro-
pose, and, IN fact, there is no gentle
man of my. acquaintance that ] would
wish to call husband, even to escape
the prosecutions Of my cousin. .
That's just it, !" said Gerald, bluntly,
plunging headlong into the subject at
once. That's just what was about
to speak Of. ! know just the one for
you-the best fellow in the world! He
saved my life, and he saved yours. 8
Miss Sinclair looked up in surprise.
1T was some weeks ago, when your
horse ran away. You remember?''
Miss Sinclair bowed.
Well, the dear boy fell in love with
you then and there. He will make you
happy; has moderate fortune, and not
a bad habit in the world. What doyou
say, Miss Sinclair?'' .s.
And Ruby Sinclair, turning the leaves
Of Longfellow's poems in her confusion,
came suddenly upon the .Courtship Of
Miles Standish, 9 and the situation in
which she was placed. so like that Of