New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-06-03
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Tomorrow
Tomorrow, Monte. They've te1e-
graphed me from home, and there's no
help fol- it. I must go tomorrow morn
ing"
He signs as he says it, and pulls
gioonaily at his moustache, watching
the girl before him. Is she turning
pale, or is it the moonlight on her dark,
uncovered hair which touches her young
face SO tenderly, and makes her look
quite white?
"You might say word or two, you
know" he says at last, rather inpatient
iy; "you might even say you were 1t.
: tie sorry to see me go"
Then the young girl lifts her head d
trifle proudly, and looks straight into
his moody eyes.
"Should II" she asks, slowly. "You
ARE going, and you have not said it.
! Why should I. whom you are leaving
here-whom you will forget in a fort
snight?"
I'll never forget you," he says,
shade more gloomily then before; and
then he suddenly puts out his hands
and takes both of hers, drawing her
towards him impetuously. "I'll never
forget you," he says again. "How can
I when I love you SO? I will come
back, Monte. just as soon as can.
VIII you be true to me? will you think
of me while 7 arr away ? will you-will
you marry me when I return ?"
The girl does not shrink from him !;
she let's him hold her hands, and smiles
alittle as he speaks.
"But you can't marry me, you know"
she says, slowly. you're to we'd Miss
Leonora Leestone. +"
II wish you wouldn't say such things"
he says, irritatedly. II have never even
seen Miss Leestone. wouldn't marry
her toto save my life I'll come back
in month. Will you marry me then,
Monte? If you really love me, you will
say yes"
"But I am poor and obscure. I can
bring you only my love, Harry; Miss
<Leestone :"
ooh, bother Miss Leestone!" the
young man exclaims, drawing his COM
panion toward him. "That's all my
mothers affairs, not mine. I'm not
going to sacrifice my happiness to
please my mother and the mother of
Miss Leestone, am [? If they want to
make bargains, let them make them for
themselves. So you'll marry me, my
..1pet?''
She looks up at him earnestly, affec-
sfionate1y, then slips her hand in his.
<sTM promise to answer thai question
when you ask it of me-if you do-in
"A month from this" she says, slowly.
EFF you love me truly" her voice
falsers a little you do love me Har-
ry?"
my darling!" is all he answers.
But he holds her to him closely, and
lays his lips on her forehead.
Then obey me in this" she says,
softly, lifting an arm and laying it about
his neck. eco to your mother and say
nothing to her of me. She expects a
visit from this girl, whom she intends
you to naarry. Wait till you see her
before you say you will not-before you
&1EGG yOnfSelI TO me.
sIfsthat}s the way you are going to
s&tsakE-s he commences.
9ut she lays her hand lightly on his
lips.
tsSee her, at least" she says, earn
estly. ''She may be fair, sweet girl,
who will win your love from me. You
may find her more worthy than you
~,
It'll not. How can ]? l love youT
81 know-now! But you may not
when you see her. Then, let me say
this, dear. If you love her best. and
wish to forget me, will not blame you,
.sssKsEarry. I will not have a single reproach
J for, you, if you never come again to me
here:
FL ldon't come, you can pray for me,
! knowing That I have died." he says,
solemnly; "for you will see me in a
: mouth. if I am living"
= So they talked for another hour, there
in the moonlighted garden, hard by the
old farm house in which this Youth
Harry Bland--had spent his summer,
where he had found the old couple and
their beautiful, graceful, dainty niece,
with whom he had fallen desperately,
FpssBsinnately in love.
But FOR her presence, he would have
turned his back on the solitude in a
week solitude he had sought because
the young girl who, although he had
never seen her since her childhood, was
perfect horror to him-his mothers
choice of wafe for him-the heiress,
Miss Leonore Leestone.
Well, it is: arranged at last, and, in
the moonlight, there is close embrace,
kiss or two, a culver on the girls red
lips. pallor on the young mans fine
face, and the good-by is said.
He goes early in the morning, and
size is not down to see him off, but
waves trembling hand to him from hen
window, as he springs into the light
buggy beside the farm hand, who is te
drive him to the station for the early
train.