New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1884-05-07

Barnham to elope to Pittsburg with
her, and what does this grand author
make him reply? Listen:
9. Pearl Patchen, can never con-
sent to such sacrifice en- your part.
The man who would be base enough to
ruthlessly tear a red-headed girl from
her home at the near approach of q
severe winter has no abiding sympathy
in his heart for her freezing family. .
At this point Uncle Absalom snorted
derisively, but dexterously changed
it into harsh cough when he noticed
his wards indignant gaze turned upon
him. Frederick eyed his plate in
tently.
You see, she went on, ''he wished
by his coarseness to shatter her idol.
This may arouse your levity, here
she frowned at her guardian-'.but to
me it reveals the profound insight Of
exalted genius
To me" said Frederick. decidedly,
.'that particular passage sounded like
the widest bosh. .
Lucy flushed vivid scarlet, and her
eyes shone with an ominous light.
'Bosh, !" she repeated, .what irrever-
ence. Still you know the author of
The Pie Biters' is worthy of universal
love-. worship him mysef!''
WHAT" gasped Absalom.
''What! repeated his nephew.
Yes, cried Lucy. quito unterrified,
s'and I'd marry him tomorrow If he'd
ask me. No life could be sweeter than
one consecrated to him and his noble
works. =
Probably he's got wife or two al
ready" said her guardian. Chats
the way with these geniuses.'
No, /" said Frederick, she's unmar-
ried. I know him.
"You know himp' almost screamed
Lucy: "Why didn't you tell mo be-
forep"
Because it was matter of conf
dence. I have, however, told him of
your great admiration for him and his
story, and he has expressed desire to
meet you-provided, of course, that
you will respect his secret. =
1t shall be sacred, !" murmured Lucy.
How safe, them chuckled Mr..
Perkins. did you ever hear Of a wo-
man that couldn't keep a secrctP''
Then it's decided. Next Saturday
/ will bring him here.''
"Here!' cried Lucy, with clasped
hands and ecstatic expression, .'here!
The spot will be famous forever.
Guardy, must have q new dress for
the occasion!''
She looked at Frederick and fancied
that he seemed panied at her enthusi-
asm.
Thank you, Frederick, !" she softly
said. '.You have given me much
pleasure -
She rose from tho table and turned
to leave the room. As she reached the
door. the old man called after her.
azx.You still think you'd marry himp''
Lucy turned defantly. '.Yes!'' she
answered. ':if he should ask me-"
Then the door closed behind her.
The two men looked at each other
across the table and smiled.
The appointed Saturday dawned
bright and clear, but Lucy's spirits
were not in harmony with It. She was
nervous and absent-minded, and little
inclined to enjoy her usual daily occu-
pations. She feverishly worked few
Kensington stitches on a table-cover
only to savagely rip them out again.
Then she brought out her colors and
tried to paint, but quit in disgust when
she discovered that she had adorned
the face Of her Spanish lady with q
brilliant carmine nose. Her efforts at
the piano were equally unsuccessful.
Her guardian observed all these evi-
dences Of her agitation with intense
enjoyment, and gave way to unseemly
mirth on numerous occasions.
AZ the hour appointed for the inter
view drew nigh, Lucy's nervousness
increased ten-fold. So anxious was she
to appear at her best, that her patient
maid was almost driven wild with her
vagaries. At last all her exactions
were satisfied. Never had she appear
ed more beautiful, and the ancient Alb
salon, who was keenly sensitive to
female loneliness, embraced her with
pride.
For some time she sat in the draw
.ing-room in silent state. Then she
heard steps upon the walk. q buzz Of
voices In the hall, and the door opened.
She waited a moment then slowly
raised her eyes to see
The author Of The Pie Bitersp
No.
Only Frederick. 81
She gave little shrug Of disap-
pointment or relief. Who can tslll
'.Ah, !" she said, sit is your
Eyes; and, as you see, alone. My
friend failed to join me at the place Of
meeting. He has promised. however,
that should he be unable to meet me at
the appointed hour, he would waive
etiquette and follow me here. So you
may expect him at any moment. .
'.Ah, !" sighed Lucy. This time there
was no installing its nature. She felt
relieved.
Frederick observed her closely.
Come, . he said, don't look 80 dis
appointed. I promise you be will be
here
He took q seat by her side. She
seemed strangely changed. All her
buoyant spirits appeared to have de-
serted her g
After . moments silence she softly
said: 81 want to explain. . Her cheeks
were flushed, and the slight tremor IN
her voice indicated more than . pass
ing emotion.
Il don't want you to misjudge me,
Tor you have been my good and true
friend % long. I am not the silly,
reckless girl that my talk the other
evening would lead you g think. e
was u wrong, and ! am very, very
sorry for Il though I wouldn't have
said Is I'm sure, & you and Guardy
hadn't % exasperated me. You know
What i mean about tho author of
I Tho Pie itsrs. & 9
She looked alin9ly s Frederick,
Who gIavely ansWeted: Xes, under
Iaten 8