New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-06-17
BISMARCK.

boys called him, never would be in
v1ted to join the angel band if he did
not sandpaper OFT the ragged edges of
his uneven temper.
Jacob Sampson, properly was my
employer. and if 1 did not get drilled
IN that office! But there was one raw
of Liz ht-one Oasls in the desert of nv
Life in that wretched little prison, and
that Bismarck.
Bismarck was the prettiest, sweet
est little gem of German Girl that
ever breathed. That is her parents
were Germans, who, having been dis
appointed in a 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
nave told you that her parents were
not simon pure Americans
Her place in our office was that of
-copyist and pupil; she had been well
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
say many a 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 1 had uttered
some daring word of love. Daring,
because l never could get word of
reply from darling Bismarck upon the
subject.
Oh! | was happy. In spite of pow
erty or Old Samp, | 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-
silly sending the most trivial messages
TO her distant friends, and then blam-
mg us because they did not answer
her
One day when Old Samp was at din
ner she bothered me nearly out of nv
wits, and entirely broke up nv little
: tete-a-tete with Bismarck.
t'Mrs- Warner said I, worn out.
NIt you had received telegram I
should have sent it to you''
t'Yes?" returned she questioninely.
'1<lt is very strange at least. Mary
Jane would let me know if Robbie had
got over the measles, l know"
Perhaps she thought letter would
do
enc, she knows that I would want
80 know Immediately. l think there
must be some mistake. 1 will wait
until Mr.. Sampson comes in.
Aud she did. I stole glance at
Bismarck but she seemed utterly un-
concerned while the resolute Mrs.
Warner piled me with all sorts of sus-
picioas questions. At length I
slocked myself into the private office
and let Bismarck carry on the CONVEX
~sation.
When Sampson came in he answered
her so grutfly that she soon with
drew and then he turned upon me
shortly:
*'Why didn't you send that woman
about her business. Haven't you got
a tongue in your head?"
t'She didn't think that 1 was worth
noticing, replied l, meekly.
This sort of thing lasted for week.
She always came in about dinner time,
she always waited for Sampson, and
he invariably let out his spleen upon
,me.
grew to dread her; but one
day when both Bismarck and Samp-
son were at dinner, there came
change.
Mrs. Warmers errand boy came in
der stead.
<'Mrs. Warner wants to know if YOU
have heard from Mary James
sbaby %
t4No," replied 1 CURLY. s.There has
; 40 message come"
care you sure?'
@eOf course am. Trot back to Mrs.
Warner and tell her now.''
11Well l don't know" remarked
ne. @'Mrs. Warner thinks you don't
know as much as you might. Won't
you please write down what you
eyes I WILL cried I, in desperation.
hastily caught up form and finding
Chat Bismarck had been scrib
bling some German sentences upon
1t, [ was about to throw it down
again, when a thought struck me.
Mrs. Warner never could read that.
4 dashed it into and envelope saying.
thastlly:
@1Take her this and then try and
keep away from here.'
The boy had not crossed the street
when | began to feel uncomfortable.
Then l laughed in satisfaction as
4 thought of the time Mrs.
Warner would have trying to make
it out.
Bismarck came in directly, looking
prettier than ever.
4sSay, Bis, coaxed I, lounging up to
her desk, ''Own up now that you are
just as absurdly in love with me as /
. am with you
She turned upon me look which
!. would have turned the head of old
ySamp himself, and said in assumed In
sdignation