New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-08-04

deal, all the same and I'm dreadful
II afraid of the society columns in the
journal. Suppose they should say
that the flowers at this reception only
cost $500 instead Of 500. It's an
awful power, that society column, and
| should like to propitiate it. Why
shouldn't buy the Journal, Dick?''
81 would if ] were you've cents a
copy or Is cents a week. thought
you did, already
NO, Pm not joking at all. If it is
100000 have that much in shape
that could use it, and you could be
my sole editor. Will your"
''No, Mrs. Warner, won't. Itwould
not be a wise investment. 1t pays
we'll, and all that, but a newspaper is
such ticklish property--so easily de-
stroyed- that it ought not to be own
ed by any one who doesn't run it.
One months laundering would take
SO per cent. off the value OF the Jour
nall"
''But you are not blunderer. Lis
ten to me, Dick. l am not doing this
for you; would really like to own a
newspaper. There is something grand
about it. l would not buy it if YOU
were not here to run it for me. But
know that it will pay me better
than any investment l have
now; and if didn't make
as much out Of it as Mr.. eastman is
making, [ know, Dick, that you would
keep it clean, wouldn'tyou? Willyou
help me try the experiment? We will
see If a daily newspaper can not pay
without publishing wicked advertise
ments. 1 have heard you talk, Dick,
and know what you would do There
should be no blackmail, no illiteracy,
nothing that I would not be proud OF.
Help me, Dick"
"Mrs. Warner, Would give ten years
OF my life to have such chance I
would work for 81 dav to do it and
live on it. l wasn't getting much more
when l first knew you. But can't do
1T. [ am nothing to you that you
should do so much for me-"
s'No one would know, Dick. Mr.. Jar
din would buy it, and no one would
know whom he was acting for And
surely, no one would be Jealous of an
old woman like me doing you good
turn. Is there any one who might be
jealous, Dick?"
"No, indeed. But I shouldn't feel
right about it. l don't see how
could do it. Unless-do you like me
very much, Mrs. Warner? You have
been SO kind to me, but then your
heart is so big. Do you like me per-
sonally?
"Of course do. You know that. :"
"Then will you be my wife?"
Mrs. Warner blushed as she had not
blushed for ten years.
ooh, Dick!'
"Will you?" and Headly took her
band-not in love-like fashion, but
very affectionately
GLOW could I, Dick? I'm old enough
to be your mother. People would
call me the Baroness Burdett- Coutts;
and [ wouldn't mind that; but they'd
call you Ashmead Burdett-C outts.
Bartlett Burdett Coutts, or whatever
it is"
"You are only seven years older
than /.
"But I am widow. You wouldn't
feel comfortable, Dick-your friends
would chaff you"
II don't think they would; men
don't chaff me very much. don't
pretend to be IN any Romeo condition,
but | am very, very fond OF you. [
don't say that if you had no money
lwould ask you to marry me; for l
am not in a position to marry any
woman; may be looking for work a
week from now. But if nay position
on the Journal were an assured one,
l don't know any woman in the world
whom I'd rather make my wife. You
see I feel a good deal older than l am,
and can't bear the society girls, the
bread and butter kind bore me to
death, and the others l remember my
mother too well to marry"
ooh, Dick! Dick! I don't know what
to say. love you as we'll as I love
anything in the world. But it must
be only mother love after ALL Pm
such all old woman, Dick, such very
old woman. I'll marry you on three
conditions-that you take the editor
ship OF the Journal; that we are to be
engaged for year; and that no one
is to know anything about it till a
month before we are married I know
we shall be laughed at, Dick; but |
shall be proud ofyou, as proud can be,
and perhaps we shall be happy. No,
don't kiss me, Dick; there must be
none OF that nonsense between us,
dear Dick"
~ will make you happy if it is in
me to do it, and know l can make
the Journal such a paper as you would
like to own
Ten months later the Warner palace
was again the scene of unlimited festiv-
ity, and Richard Headley and Mrs.
Warner again sat on tete-a-tete sofa
under the great red camella.
swell Dick, said Mrs. Warner, s'and
how is everything down town to-day?"
every much as usual. have final.
ly committed myself to the irrigation
scheme. 1t is such big money for US
that I was a little afraid OF being pre-.
JUDGED. But on the whole I think ii
is right. But there's anovher scheme
which we must talk about before the
end Of the month, and that is our
marriage"
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