New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1885-07-08
"D0NNA isabella.

our eastern trip to the cozy little home
waiting for US. I was a teacher; Louis
bookkeeper. All our savings were in
bank and were the nucleus around which
our dollars were to cling until there was
enough to buy us home. was strong
and we'll and was going to do my own
work. Why, I just laughed at the idea
Of having servant. "What work was
there to do, said, Gin house all newly
furnished and with only Louis and me
in 1t ?"
"Have you everything you want,
love?" asked Louis the first day after
our housekeeping.
"Why, yes, I think so; let me see
bread, butter, meat, vegetables, sugar,
tea, coffee-but there! we have no milk.
Where shall get milk, LOUISE"
I'm sure I don't quite know, dear;
.milkmen go about the streets; I've seen
them with their tin cans hundreds Of
times. I wonder who that nice looking
little woman next door gets hers
FROM
Don't you think I'd better run over
and ask her?"
II don't know that it's just the thing,
pet; you see, she hasn't called on you,
and"
Called why, how could she when
we only got back last night? I'm sure
there could be nothing wrong in my
going to her door and ask her to be so
kind as to tell her milk man to bring
us milk, too"
mo, of course there couldn't" said
Louis, so he waited while I ran over.
"A little girl brings her milk, and she
says they. are clean people, so I asked
her to send to us also. She seems to
be nice little woman" said I when
returned.
"Well, now you are all right; I'll be
off," and Louis kissed me and went
down to the store.
O, that first dinner! You see I knew
very little about cooking, and cooked
three times too much, and it was not
done nicely either, but Louis only
laughed and said: "What could be ex-
pected of a school teacher?" and that
he "was sure in months time I would
be the best cook in that street, and that
it was "the best dinner he had ever eat
en- anyway, because the best little wife
in the world cooked it," Then laughed
and we we're just as jolly as could be.
Just as we had finished there was u
timid knock at the kitchen door and the
little girl with milk entered.
"Come right into the dining room. !"
] said, II want to give you some cake.
Have you little sisters and brothers ?"
91Yes'm."
~'sWell, take this cake to them, I said
filling her pail. "Now what is your
name?"
"Donieisabelle."
"What?"
"Donieisabelle."
"Good heavens, Louis! Can she
mean Donna lsabella?"
"Yes'm," said the child with pleased
smile.
There was dreadful pause. Louis
eyes were wider open than I had ever
seen them before He did look so ridicu-
lous.
"O-ha-yes -there-you may go
now. "Good night, I stammered. The
door closed after her, and then I re-
ieved myself. laughed until the tears
rolled down my face, and Louis took me
on his lap and we both laughed.
All me, what little thing it takes to
make young, happy people laugh. II
seems to me as look back that Louis
and l were laughing nearly all the time
in those days.
"You did not tell Her Majesty to
keep on bringing us milk, said Louis
lat last.
II was too overcome, but one of her
rank will surely know enough without
being told" I returned. And she did
The next evening as we were at dinner
SA0 1lttAe, Glul1u kuOCk SOuuO6u, anu III
walked Donna Isabella and little
brother no less doleful looking thar
herself; both pale thin and red haired
what is his name?" Iasked, indicat
ing the boy.
prince Albert, she answered quiet.
".
All? and what are the other.
named?"
"There's Victory, an Marylouise, an
Lizabeth, an Yongerry, an Josephine
an George-third, an-an'
Henry the Eight" suggested.
Nom, but maybe the babyI be he
'Tisn't named yet.
Good Lord, deliver us, !" I cried, look
ing at Louis for the first time.
The group would be moro artistic
dear, with Henry the Eight. It's prett,
hard on Maria Louisa and Josephine t
be compelled to live in the same house
but Napoleon is absent. you'll observe