New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-07-08

pearance in some future time and we
must hope that this catastrophe
Prince Albert, do you like apples 2"
"Yus, I do"
'sOf course you do, take these; there
now, would like to see the rest Of the
royal-that is, bring one Of the others
tomorrow. Let me see, Elizabeth; I
always thought I should like to see
Elizabeth. What pity Raleigh or
Leicester can't come with her. Good
night, don't forget to bring Elizabeth,
after that we may arrange an audience
with Victoria, and-well, I don't know
about George the Third. I'm afraid he
is not very presentahle, but"
20, he can't walk yeti" exclaimed
Donna Isabella.
could not begin to relate all the
sport we had about that family. We
had them all, one after another, except
ing George the Third, who could not
walk, and the baby. There was no end
to the harmless jokes we perpe-
trated upon them, there was no end to
the laughter their ridiculous names ex-
cited in us; as / said before, i: took so
little in those days to make us laugh.
We loved each other so we'll, Louis had
nice salary, and I was released from
duties which had become t1resome to
me. There was absolutely no cloud up
on our lives, no shadow even Of skele-
| ton in our closet.
O, how very, very happy we were |!
How wonderfully beautiful was life!
How unrealized were sorrow and care,
and then as the summer wore on there
came to me a new Joy, a wonderful
mystery, and l saw in Louis's eyes a
deep reverence that had not seen be-
| fore, and his tones were more tender
and we prayed together oftner and our
! joy was of a quieter kind. I thought
then that [ had only imperfectly I'M
derstood what happiness was before.
A great wish sprung up in my heart
| then to do something for Gods sake.
He has done so much for me, love,
| must do something for Him." said
| to Louis.
"What better can a woman do for
God than to become good mother?"
asked Louis, with shower Of kisses.
Yes, [ know, dear, but my heart goes
out so to all mothers now, and more
than all to the poor wretched ones with
brutal husbands ones who are ill
treated, who have to be overworked and
poorly fed and clothed and to the hope
less ones, the ones who have to look for
ward to the time when the vices of the
fathers will appear in the children. O,
l wish I could do something for these,
if it's ever so little"
II don't know Of any one you could
do anything for" said Louis reAectively.
Give never been in the parts Of the city
where the very poor dwell, but will
go; will find some one for you to aid,
my darling"
20, how good you are, Louis; how I
wish every woman had as good hus-
band as I have'-but I won't tell any
more Of our foolishness.
| That day. as the time drew near when
Donna Isabella was to bring the milk,
the thought suddenly came to me that
perhaps I could do something for
them. That they were very poor I
knew, for I had seen many evidences of
it about the children. That there was
some reason why Donna disliked to
mention her father I had seen also.
So I resolved to go back with her that
night and discover way to help them.
When Louis came the dinner was on
the table, full half hour before the
usual time.
"I'm going home with Donna Isabella,
love. I'm going to help them if I can.
We SHOULD always do what is just at
hand to do. I think"
So we hurried our dinner and Louis
wiped the dishes for me. Yes, he real
ly did! He often wiped the dishes in
those days, and we had such good times.
l used to think it just the incest thing
in the world to have Louis in the kitchen
helping me. He used to look so comical
with one Of my large working aprons
on, standing bent forward so as not to
let the towel touch his vest-he was
very neat in his dress. I remember
once we had been talking such nonsense
and laughing so much that [ did not
observe that my pan was very Near the
edge of the table. All at once down it
came, and all the water ran over my
nice clean floor. You should have seen
Louis Jump. I laughed until had a
pain in my side: then cried hysterical-
ly. Then Louis got frightened and
started for doctor, with the apron still
on. Iscreamed for him to come back,
and he came. I pointed to his apron,
and then fell to laughing again. He
took me in his arms and begged me
stop, but I could not. I laughed and
cried until l had not strength enough
left to raise my head. Louis was as
pale as death. He told me afterwards
he thought had gone mad. It was
his first experience with Mysteries.
But, O yes! 1 was telling about go
ing home with Donna Isabella. I went
home with her, and found, O! such 9
home Of misery. There was actually
not one comfort there. The mother
had terribly worn, hopeless look on
her face. There were nine children
with not clothing enough for four or
them all. There were two rooms, an6
just inside the second lay the father in
drunken sleep.
There was pile of yellow-coverec
books on the shelf. picked up one
"The Primrose Princess of the Pathles!
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