New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-01-06

Would nave seen stf1at> there was alllln-
dercurrent Of strength, of silent en-
durance In her character that was uny
suspected even by her relations. Thee
two young people had met at various
parties that were given in the summer
at Burleigh; their parents were 1nutu-
ally acquainted, consequently they
met often, and the attachment, if It
were one, that Mrs Howard had noted.
had grown up without any obstacles
far.
They were so great contrast he
SO full Of life and spirits, so CHEEKY, so
amusing; she SO quiet, so restfuI and
SO sympathetic-that perhapsi it could
not be wondered at that it was a case
OF Glove at first sight
So far nothing had been said by the
young man except what eyes can say,
but they had said great deal, and in
their own languagehad been answered.
The very afternoon on which Mrs.
Howard had invaded her husbands
sanctum to give utterance to her opin-
ions on her daughters future, the
young people in question were resting
after the tolls OF q game of croquet,
for croquet was played in those days
calm, languid croquet, withnone Of
the fierce excitement, the frantic
movements and contortions of It's
successor, lawn tennis.
They protested TO be watching with
great interest another game played On
the lawn beneath the raised path on
which their seat was placed, but they
were really interested only in each
other; they were far enough away to
talk gently without being heard, and
no unkind intruder had made himself,
or more often herself, an unwelcome
third.
After a few pointless remarks on the
game, silence bad fGllen between them.
Elizabeth sat looking on the ground,
feeling that a great crisis in her life
had come. The weight OF silence
seemed almost unbearable, and, with
an effort, she turned to her compan-
ion and began some triAing remark,
which died away unfinished on meet
ing his. eyes full Of look that pierced
to her heart and filled her with an TN
known rapture. He spoke in a tone
Of repressed passion; she listened.
Let those who will recall what words
she heard. Love has always the same
language, varied only by the charac
teristics of the speaker, uttered only
with slight difference OF speech-son1e-
times hesitatingly, sometimes eagerly,
sometimes brokenly, sometimes as
suredly, but always with the same
meaning, Glove! And your"
"Your eyes always told me they
loved me! Did they not speak the
truth?'
A look answered. What need to re-
ply when they shone brightly and
thruthfully- bright with a happiness
unfelt before by her, and thruthful with
the love Of q pure soul?
How long they sat in perfect con-
tentment neither could say, but it
seemed almost like @ thunderbolt fall
ing when Emmas voice was heard:
Lizzie, are you ready to 60 homer"
The merry farewells, the laughing
appointments for the next meeting,
the walk back-all were to Lizzie as a
dream, except the long-lingering pres
sure OF his hand as he whispered,
E"To-morrow-to-m orrow!" What
possibilities OF untold Joy lay hidden
behind that word Tomorrow, to
hear his voice, to feel his hand, to
watch his smile and glance oflove that
came into his eyes when resting on her,
and, greatest happiness ofall, to know
that tomorrow would only be the
forerunner OF many more bright days
all equally unclouded-so many that
she grew bewildered at the thought,
and gave herself up to the one dream
that youth values above all else, ''He
loves me! love him.
Alas! poor Mrs. Howard, your
warning words had the common fate
they came too late!
II.
"Lizzie, my dear, come up to my
room; I want to talk to you," she
said, with more gentleness than was
her won't. "My child" shutting the
door and drawing the girl down to a
chair at her side, .'why did you not
tell me this before?"
On Elizabeth's face came q look Of
sad self-reproach.
ooh, mother" she said, her bright
ness dimmed, and her eyes filling, II
could notspeak Oft; was too happy!
But now / seeI was selfish and wrong. /"
Had her mother but been as kind
and approachable as herfather, Eliza
beth would not have hesitated, but
she knew that Alfred was not afavor-
lite, and her timidityt OF spirit made
her afraid Of increasing the prejudice
against HIN.
yes" said Mrs. Howard gravely;
chad you but told me all as you
ought to have done, you would have
saved yourself much pain
Here she went on, not needing the
scared look, which gave place to one
OF anguish as she finished:
"When your father told me I was
Mortified, especially after the talk I'd
had with him yesterday. Alfred Stone,
as he knows we'll, is not the husband
we should choose for you"
I Mrs. Howard liked to pretend that
her husband always agreed with her,
butin this case, as in many others,
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