New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-11-25
Angles DEBUT.

ANUlES aUEDUIl.
You may not see me again in an
age, Brother Emory. Ihave arranged
FOR a European trip for the summer, !"
Mrs. Alice Lyle remarked as she lain-
tily slipped her tea at the neat little
table liz the breezy dining room
Mrs Lyle was making one OF her
brief and invariable bi-monthly visits
TO the pretty country house OF her on
" brother, even though he was sim
pie farmer and she the gayest of the
gay city bellies.
"WelI, for my part I never could
make out what folks can find so I'M
commonly comforting in going to Eu.
rope " said Brother Emory's wife-a
plump and tidy matron whose SUI
preme idea of the comforting was a
Ias,nt to the busy market place just
when her excellent dairy products
commanded the most gratifying
prices.
you mean, Sister Huldah, thatyou
s;onsider my tastes deplorab|y ex-
'travagant and worldly" Mrs. Lyleob-
served with a little laugh of unruffled
amiabllity.
Mother means she would be better
pleased If you were not going,' Broth
Ell Emory FASTENED to say. "She will
Zoe nightly lonesome not having your
-sisterly visits, Alice"
"And, oh, Aunt Alice, did you not
promise | should have long visit TO
you this spring." piped an innocently
Eeproachful voice from the back stoop,
where a tall girl was sitting, her pink
bingham sunbonnet pushed back from
: 8 handsome brown head, her lap full
4nf golden brown russets which she had
gust brought from the unexhausted
ywinter store Of the capacious cellar.
<'Angie will be mighty disappointed,
I am afraid" said Brother Emory;
ttthe child has been thinking and talk
sag of nothing but that visit ever since
goa promised her nigh six months
ago
"Ah, but intend to take her home
with me tomorrow, Mrs. Lylesmiled,
as she slipped her tea and daintily nib
Z bied g creamy, honeyed biscuit.
EDO you really and truly, Aunt
Alice? Oh, am SO glad!' exclaimed
the girl, springing excitedly. to her feet,
her brown eyes big and brilliant with
delight, her apples falling UNDECIDED
sSrorn her calico apron and rolling like
ID shower offootballs down the wooden
steps.
tWell, for my part, I can't make
out why anybody need be 50 power
fully jubilant just about week or so
I'm the city" Sister Huldah said with
the conscious acerbity which was
characteristic Of the somewhat unpol-
asked but wholly estimable lady. .'Not
MS your Aunt Alice is always consid-
crate enough, and more than enough,
IN everything. I am not supposing
she can help anything which may hap
pen disappointing to you. But just
the same, in her fine city house you
will meet with a plenty of people too
grand tOnotice grid as is used to moth
ing but churning and scrubbing and
wearing gingham gowns"
II intend to buy some pretty dresses
for Angie, If you do not mind" Aunt
ALICE tannaunced pleasantly, but she
: did not add that she had chosen for
= the vista season when Angie would
xnot be likely to meet her more fastid-
lions AND exclusive guests.
woe Nv,n& - ~,
angie anticipated q certain and glad
some meeting one Of whom she ven
tured no mention, neither comment
nor question, although his image
haunted her girlish fancies. She knew
Guy Arnold was often a guest in the
fine city mansion which was the home
of the wealthy and widowed Aunt AL
ICE. She knew she would meet him
there, aud how surprised and how
Happy he would be to behold her once
again! she meditated.
She could not understand what
strangely sad thing had come between
her and the elegant young gentleman
who had seemed so fond of her only
.one short season ago, when he was
summarizing over yonder somewhere
'S1iAO1iS, tA1t COOA, green Hills. OIily one
short season ago, while the last late
blossoms werefading and failing in the
pretty country garden, he had linger-
ed there beside her-his every glance
ihad seemed to proclaim the love he
did not utter, his every allusion had
seemed all assurance OF his constancy.
And then he had whispered the tender
,est OF farewells, and 50 left her, to
await messages which had. failed her,
and to wonder weary hall year at a
silence she had deemed no less grieyous
70 him than inexplicable to herself.
Angie could not understand what
singular and melancholy thing had
come between them, but now shewould
meet hina once again, and he would be
SO gratifed, and so eager to explain the
distressing contingency which had
kept him from her such o weary time!
Very possibly the era Of churning and
sglngham gowns, was nearly ended for
her! Very possibly before the freshly
budded garden blooms would be again
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