New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-01-20

Polly was decidedly out OF humor,
and Paul Romer's seat was vacant.
Kate looked surprised; Helen cried
out at once:
Where is Paul?''
"He's took his rod and gun and gone
up to Mount Casco," said grandma.
He said he wanted to see how the
trout was in Clear Lake; and he said
to tell you he wouldn't most likely be
back till sunset"
Kate looked disappointed, but said
nothing; Polly bit her lip and helped
them all to toast.
"a pretty cavalier!" cried Helen,
s'When he knew perfectly well that we
depended on him to show us the way
to View Peak!'
But there was an uneasy expression
on her brow, and once or twice she
lost herself in thought.
Was Paul really firing Of their visit
or? Had she encouraged Kate to pro-
long her visit to too extended a period?
Should she never dare to invite her
there again9
The two girls went to View Peak
alone, but they did not enjoy the walk
nearly SO much as they had expected,
and both were a little inclined to be
silent and depressed, as they returned
to the farmhouse again.
Kate Bonney SAT- down in theporch,
taking off her hat to let the cold
breezes blow through lovely masses
of hair.
Helen went into the house to put
her ferns and wild harebells in water.
ooh, Paulp' Kate could hear her
voice exclaim, from the little room be-
yond the kitchen, "you are here? What
q lot of splendid fish! But what made
you play us such trick this morning?
You are not tired of Kate Bonney al
ready?"
:Tired OF herr" repeated Paul
Romer's deep, sweet voice. "No, Helen,
it is because have allowed myself to
become too deeply interested in her
already that I dared to risk no more.
am a plain farmer, and can never
hope to become anything more am
bilious. shehas the prospect ofinfnite
possibilities before her, and
"Stop-oh, please stop" uttered a
soft, pleading voice; and then they both
saw Kate Bonney in their midst. II
IL couldn't help hearing what you
said. Please-please don't say any
more''
"But | must say more!' declared
Paul Romer. II have already said so
much that it only rests with me to
confess the whole truth, and let you,
Miss Bonney, judge for me as well as
for yourself AS said before, am a
plain farmer. You are a city young
lady Do you think you could be
contented here, in this dull corner OF
the globe, all your life long?"
~ think it is the sweetest place the
world can give,'' confessed Kate, hang
ing down her head.
"Would you think it bold and I'M
called for if were to ask you to stay
here with me, my wife, my guardian
angelo" vehemently went on Paul
eyes, know it is audacious, but am
driven by an memorable fate. l love
| you, Kate. Tell me, will you be
mine?"
BY way OF answer, she put her hand
into his extended palm.
'And I, too, have learned to love
you, Paul." she said. ooh, l never
dared hope for such happiness as
I thisp'
They were quietly married the next
week, and Kate entered raptuously
into the congenial occupation OF a
farmers wife, while Helen went back
to New York, well satisfied with the
turn affairs had taken
"Kate is the dearest little sister in
all the world" said Helen. "And
Paul is so happy that the thing is
! ! absolutely contagious! And as for
grandma-one can't tell whether she
loves Kate best or Kate loves herl
Heigh-ho! l wonder if shall ever find
my ideal?"
Which, considering Miss Romer was
only nineteen, was a strange sort Of
thing to wonder about. For, sooner
or later, do not all girls find their
'ideals?"-Ruth Ransom.