Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-06-19
BISMARCK,

boys called him, never would be in
vlted to join the angel band if he did
not sandpaper OFT the ragged edges of
his uneven temper.
Jacob Sampson, properly was my
employer au,l ii did not get drilled
I'D that office! But there was one raw
of light--one oasis in the desert of nv
life in that wretched little prison, and
that s-Bismarck.
Bismarck was the prettiest, sweet
est little gem Of a German girl that
ever brcathed. That is her parents
we're Germans, who, having been dis
appointed in son, had named their
only daughter after the great Count
Won Bismarck.
Bismarck had never been outside of
the State, and nothing but the sweet
est little accent in the world would
have told YOU that her parents were
not simon pure Americans.
Her place in our office was that of
copyist and pupil; she had been we'll
educated, and was now learning tele-
graphy of Old Samp, who treated us
both with all the arrogance Of a low
bred man.
But for all the vigilance of his little
mole-like eyes, found opportunity TO
sly many sweet word to pretty little
Bismarck, and had often noted the
tenderness in her big blue eyes, and
the flush on her cheek grew to rival
the damask rose when I had uttered
some daring word of love. Daring,
because never could get word Of
reply from darling Bismarck upon the
subject.
Oh! I was happy. In spite of pow
erty or Old Samp, l knew that Bis
marck loved me. and never despaired
Of making her own it until the day
when my budding idiocy bloomed into
the perfect flower.
Mrs. Warner was one of the worst
female cranks that ever bothered the
human race. She was completely
gone on kilograms. Unfortunately she
had plenty of money and was continu-
ally sending the most trivial messages
to her distant friends, and then blam-
ing us because they did not answer
her.
One day when Old Samp was at dim
ner she bothered me nearly out of my
wits, and entirely broke up my little
tete-a-tcte with Bismarck.
"Mrs. Warner,' said I, worn out,
'1f you had received a telegram |
should have sent it to you.'
"Yes?' returned she queslioningly
LIT is very strange at least. Mary
Jane would let me know if Robbie had
got over the measles, know
perhaps she thought a letter would
do..'
p''No, she knows that I would want
to know Immediately. I think there
mist be some mistake. ! will wait
until Mr. Sampson comes in.'
And she did. | stole a glance at
Bismarck bus she seemed utterly I'M
concerned while the resolute Mrs.
Warner piled me with AL sorts of sus-
piciorls questions. At length !
locked myself into the private office
and let Bismarck carry on the CONVEX
satiou.
When Sampson came in he answered
her so grutllv that she soon with
drew aud then he turned upon me
shortly:
'Wby didn't you send that woman
about her business. Haven't you got
a tongue in vour hcad?'
''Sie didn't think that I was worth
noticing, replied |, meekly.
This sort Of ching lasted for week.
She always came in about dinner time,
she always waited for Sampson, and
no invariably let out his spleen upon
me.
I grew to dread her; but one
day when both Bismarck and Samp-
son were at dinner, there came a
change.
Mrs. Warmers errand boy came in
her stead.
have heard from Mary james
baby p
NO replied CURLY. "There has
no message come.
Are YOU sure?'
''Of course am. Trot back to Mrs.
Warner and tell her now"
'Well | don't know" remarked
he. Mrs, Warner thinks you dom
know as much as you might. Won't
you please write down what you
said?'
Eyes WILL cried I, in desperation.
hastily caught up form and finding
that Bismarck had been scrib-
bling some German sentences upon
it. | was about to throw it down
again, when a thought struck me.
Mrs. Warner never could read that.
l dashed it into and envelope saying
hastily:
''Take her this and then try and
keep away from here
The boy had not crossed the street
when [ began to feel uncomfortab bic.
Then I laughed in satisfaction as
I thought Of the time Mrs.
Warner would have trying to make
it out.
Bismarck came ia directly, looking
prettier than ever.
Say, Bis" coaxed /, lounging up to
her desk, Gown up now that you are
just az absurdly in love with me as |
am with you"
- She turned upon me look which
would have turned the head OF old
Samp himself, and said in assumed in
dignation ~ -.
'Will. you are utterly ridiculous. ;"
knew it pleased her though, and |
was about to repeat my theme with
some brilliant variations, when ! be-
held old Samp. coming from one way
and Mrs. Warner, from another.
The two entered together.
'.A1r. Sampson, will you just look at
this telegramp can't make it out at
all. viii you please read it for meP''
I felt a tremor waltz up and down
nv spinal column when she paused.
Old Samp. put on his glasses, and
took the paper into his hand. he
looked at it q minute, and then he
glanced at Bismarck. I'd
q 4 - hemi Miss Lautenschlager, did