New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1884-02-06


..From England
II thought SO, - with an air of con-
viction.
He stared at her.
"Why-how-I beg Your pardonr'
''Oh, just because they have only
knockers over there, haven't they? I
thought you could not be accustomed
to bells''
''By jove!'' And then, in sudden
recollection, '1'm afraid that was a
furious summons. But to apologize I
must explain that am absent-minded,
and that sometimes continue doing
one thing while thinking of another
totally different y
Ruby laughed out at the lame apol-
The stranger, all the time regarding
her keenly, came over to the mantel
and stood leaning against it.
Tonight, for instance" he said
slowly, ''while l was Juggling implor-
ingly at your door I was wondering
how wee witch whom used to know
was; wondering if she had grown up
into naughty young lady; wondering
if she had ever so faint remembrance
of-Paul Durand.'
"W7tatr'
Ruby leaped to her feet--brown
cheeks flushing and black eyes spark
ling.
Paul Durand!-Such a favorite when
a lad of her dear mothers! She had
known him when she was quite little
child. But it was six years since she
had seen him and-Paul Durand!
rs it you-honestly your slim
hand in his close clasp ''Of course, I
know now-how stupid of me! 1t is
the mustache that alters you. I'm so
glad to see you! was just as cross
and lonesome as 1 could be. Sit right
down and let me look at you-oh, Paul,
l am so glad!'
Thank you," he laughed, hinging
himself into the chair opposite; ''such
q welcome was worth coming home
for. And now about yourself. Why
Ruby?'
1t was a delicate question could he
but have known. The sweet child-face
before him grew almost tragic
IL wasn't askedr' in quite an an
guish of recollection.
''You weren't?'' alphabetically and
with most intense interest.
'No!' A mournful shake of the
curly black head
''That is shame, by Jove!'
'lsn't it?'' frightening up now that
her sorrow seemed lighter by being
shared.
''And yet / don't KNOW elaborated
Mr.. Durand. IF you had been asked
you'd have gone, and if you had
gone what would have become of me?'
That's so,'' said Ruby, refectively.
lit was better as it happened, wasn't
itP And now tell me what you have
been doing all these years.
Observation-Disclosures
'Twelve--phew!' Mr. Durand sprang
up in Amusement.
won't you wait to see Uncle ST.
mon?'
''Bless me, no. We can exist with
out each other. am not exactly
yearning to see Mr.. Carson. And now,
Ruby-what a big girl you are grow
ing, anyhow. Goodnight and good
bye"
Goodbye" said Ruby. "1'm glad
l didn't 60 to see Modjeska.''
A few weeks passed. One day q
council of war was held in the Carson
mansion, the outcome of which Ruby
must go to school. She was Young
enough to need it, Mrs. Carson declar-
ed, and Miss Eustachia avowed that
she was growing so ridiculously fast.
Neither observed what Miss Eustachia's
visitors 50 evidently did, that the child
was becoming rarely charming.
Before she went, however, she had a
private chat with her uncle, the result
of which was that Mr.. Simon Carson,
to whose office came the mail, brought
her periodically a letter, an interesting,
respectful, friendly letter written in q
! great slap-dash hand.
One year-two, and Miss Hallam
came home.
Eustaschia narrowed her eyes into
level green line as she regarded her.
How tall, and rounded, and graceful
had the once awkward little figure
grown! And how bewitching the face
with it's rich bloom, and dainty curves,
and big brown eyes, all crowned with
braided, blue-black hair. That even.
ing Mr.. and Mrs. Carson had private
conference.
''He is to arrive Thursday BY the
Servia," announced the latter. s'We
used to know his family well-we can
renew the acquaintance He has
amassed fortune by lucky land spec
ulation over there. The papers are
full of it. He is coming to New York
to settle down. Now you see it is abb
s0lutely necessary that Ruby should
go out of town for few weeks so as to
leave-yes, it is vulgar term-the
coast clear. Take her down to your
aunt's in Massachusetts. She can come
back to Eustachia's wedding
Eyes, Adelia!" murmured Mr.. Car
son meekly, and went straightway in
search Of Ruby to slip thick, for
eign postmarked envelope into her
eager hand
It was the first night of the opera
season. The theatre was packed from
door to ceiling. The overture was
over-the curtain rung up. Fans hut-
tered, soft lips smiled, bright eyes
flashed.
In their private box the Carsons were
assembled, pere, mere, file, he redder,
more nervous, more dlstresslngly hdg-
ETY. than ever, Mrs. Carson large and
pompous in stiff vermilion satin de Ly-
on; Eustachia alert and smiling in a
dress defying description, all blue and
pink ''toned down. with great deal
of gold.
Patti was in good voice and singing
divinely. Butsshe did not hear note.
cat the opera TONIGHT Was not
that what he said, mammal"
ellis very words, my love. am
sure his attentions are very pro-
nounced. Three times he has called
this week. He said to see your father
"a very transparent excuser' smiling.
''There he is!' cried Eustachia sud-
denly, an autumnal blush tinging her
faded cheek. There he is, and
and
Some one was entering the opposite