Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1885-01-29
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a SWEET APOLOGY.

II wish you wouldn't fidget so, Har-
~. How do you expect we can get
these pictures arranged when you Jog
gle the table in that outrageous man
| nerp"
We'll, I'm sure, Nell,n answered
the accused, deprecatingly, sits rather
rough on fellow to be compelled to
sit the best part of an evening handing
the paste-pot and sorting fancy cards.
| thought you had outgrown that sort
of thing when you put away your
school-books.
That shows all you know" was the
contemptuous reioinder. LAS if these
albums Were not all the rage, and Alice,
SO good and thoughtful, bringing all
the newest and loveliest cards from
Paris Why, my dear boy (this in
triumphant tore), my book will be
long way the most beautiful one in
town.
''Yes, | know" muttered the Young
man, with reprehensible lack of in
terost. ''But you promised to let me
row you across Silver Lake this even
ing. The moonlight nights are nearly
gone and we haven't settled anything
yet: Nellie
Cant you talk before Alicep I'm sure
we needn't mind her."
Here |, being the Alice referred to,
hastily rose and offered to resign my
position as 'paster-in-chief
No, no. Nell exclaimed.
Il M going to get some more PASTE"
/ answered
why don't you use mueilage?n
quered Mr.. Harry, in conciliatory tone,
res gning himself to the inevitable.
Because we haven't any, and they
are out of it at the stationer's, so we
thought little homemade material
would do as we'll y
"Oh, no, it WON'T calculated Harry,
with alacrity. Il wouldn't do any more
Just now. 1t would be far better to
wait and finish your work with the
proper stuff. Come Cthis very plead
ingly). little row will do you good,
and Mis- Alice will perhaps join us,
continued our hero, with suspicious
lack of warmth.
Gracefully declining the invitation,
watched the young lovers slowly
threading Millers lane.
About an hour had elapsed and was
comfortably doing my hair preparato-
~ to seeking my downy couch, when
Nell rushed in my room with blazing
color, and tlinging herself in chair
exclaimed, Harry and have had such
! row."
Indeed replied, unmoved by a
statement whose recurrence could be
est mated as happening about once eve
ry twenty-four hours.
"Yes. said Nell, somewhat crushed
by my lack of sympathy, land, Alice,
1t was all about a miserable box of bon
bons which Fred Clarke, that clever
young lawyer. brought me from the
city Harry said he wished | would
get over my childish love of sweets,
that it was ruinous to the digestion, to
say nothing OF my lovely teeth. | told
him he only made my health an excuse,
that the truth of tine matter was ieal-
ousy. jealousy about poor Fred, and
he needn't think because he had lust
taken his Doctors diploma that he
could commence practice with me as
first pat cut. Wei, YOU can readily I'M
dcrstana, dear how one word led to
another, bGt wnen Harry wound up in
his conceited way by declaring medi-
cine to be noble profession and law a
despicablc one, tell You | couldn't
stand it, and | informed his highness
that would never speak to him again
unless he made me an apology, and
what do you thinkp The wretch laughed
and walked off saying: oh, certainly,
Miss Nicolls, I'll make a sweet apollo
gy, and with 4 burst of tears sweet
Nell, who after all was little more than
child, relasped into despair on
macrame lily, thereby reducing the
red ribbons to irrcde mablc dampness.
| with my live years seniority hardly
knew what consolation would prove
most elicaciol,s in soothing indignant
seventeen.
1t was useless to indicate that it was
mere boy and girl spat about stick
of candy, or that it was quite proper
for the incipient physician to object to
an undue indulgence in sweets, or to
hint at the tlattery which is always cou-
yeyed by the demon of jealousy.
All these suggestions were received
with scorn from the indisputable fact
that Harry had made himself disagree
able from the first" Directing to the
! harmless amusement of "making an
album, y giving vent TO sarcasms re-
garding the pictures, the paste and va
rious other things connected with the
artistic employment.
Nell, Nelln' yelled the musical
Tommy, as my cousins brother was
called. 'Here's package for you"
We were most comfortably disposed
on an old shawl, with books and work,
in the grove, just to the left of the old
fashioned farmhouse.
No reference had been made to the
last night, but my Nell had lost that
buoyancy OF spirits which rendered us
all her willing subjects. Full of Curl
osity we awaited the coming of the
dreadful boy, who burst upon us breath
less but grinning, bearing aloft heavy
parcel about the size of a large cocoa
nut.
He dropped it into her lap and
gasped: with Harry Blessings COM
pliments. The colored man brought
it, and he said there was no answer.
Hurry up; let's see what it is. I'll open
it. III cut the string. Here's knife"
| volunteered the voluble and obliging
Tommy.
The removal of sundry rolls of thick
brown paper disclosed to our gaze a
round glass jar, securely sealed, filed
with some thick, golden fluid.
What can it be?" we exclaimed
simultaneously.
"What lovely color" added Nell.
There's no label on it. | wonder
what" she paused and turned the
pretty jar slowly round and round.
.'Why. you two gooses, politely re-
marked Tom. ''Why, it's honey, strained
honey Old man Blessing is crazy
about bees. and your beau knows how
gone you are on sweets. and of course
he'd be sure to send you some of the
first crop"
''But isn't it little early in the seas
on for honey, Tom?" ventured.
early? OF course not. Why, | see d
a whole row of jars just like them in
Killers grocery yesterday"
This decided all doubts on the mat
ter, and with a happy laugh and brim-
ming over with Importance, Nell dis
patched Tom to ask auntie if we might
have hot biscuits for tea, and Tommy,
dear. added our heroine insinuatingly,
| ..you'l run over to Willow Farm. won I