New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1886-07-21

'tNellie would have let you go by"
she said, "and then what would have
happened"
u should have had to 60 back to
Your aunt, who sent me here after you,
and to have begged her permission to
await your return there
After walking for an hour through
some OF the most secluded walks Of
the park, during which time Ivy and
Arthur had most of the conversation
to themselves, my happiness being too
great to allow of speech, we turned
our steps homeward. My aunt re
quested Arthur to stay for tea, which
he did, and when he left promised to
call again next time he was in London.
That night, when we retired to our
room, Ivy was not so talkative as US
ual, but before we lay down she put
her arms around my neck, and leaning
her cheek against NINE she said: "Nel-
lie, l wonder if he had seen me before,
which Of us he would have chosen"
l stroked her soft cheek with my
hand, drawing her nearer me as [ did
so, and wondering why such a precious
gift had been bestowed upon me, who
seemed SO little worthy of it.
Time went on, and every second or
third day brought me a letter from
Arthur.
My aunt and Iagreed that Ivy should
undertake the education OF our little
cousins, thus saving the expense Of
their schooling, and Isoon obtained a
situation as daily governess to afamily
tho S0,,+h
| also procured some additional pu-
pills for music and singing in the eve
nings.
l was very busy but very happy, all
my labors were lightened by the pros
pect of the bright future in store for
me; through all the dreary monotony
OF teaching ran a vein OF unalloyed
happiness; beneath the mechanical
routine OF my daily life swelled an
undercurrent of bliss, and while my
hands were at work my heart was con-
tinually singing a song of grateful
Joy.
But now and then came little dis
appointment. Arthur had called while
| was out. He had waited long time,
but was at last obliged to 60 without
seeing me.
Three or four times this had hap
pened, but at length there came hap
py day when, returning earlier than
usual and having no evening lessons,
found Arthur in the little sitting
room and Ivy making him tea
They hardly noticed my entrance,
Sc merrily were they talking, but in a
nsoment Arthur came toward me and
drew me to the window to see how /
looked.
"Nellie, you are working too hard,' y
he said; "you are getting quite thin
and pale. Give up these evening les
sons; the daytime is quite long enough
FOR work"
All! he knew not that the product OF
the evenings work was ali had to re.
ly upon for the purchase of those lit
tie things which girls so love to col.
lect against their marriage.
Arthur sat dowm to his tea, Ivy
waiting upon him as before, and in.
sisting that should Join him in the
meal. They both seemed quieted
by my presence. and in a
short time Ivy Slipped away and LETT
us alone.
The first time for two whole long
months that we had been quite alone
together. He held out his hand to me,
and there was mowe than love; there
was what seemed to me a kind of a
yearning pity in ksts eyes as he fixed
them on me.
Invent over to Esm and knelt by his
side, laying my head upon his should.
er, and feeling that this was worth
waiting for through all these long,
weary weeks.
After a minute or two [ pulled his
arm a little tighter around me and put
my face nearer to his for the caress
that was SO long an coming. His lips
touched my forehead, sending a thrill
Through my whole frame, but neither
.of us spoke.
/. felt that no words were needed to
enhance the intense pleasure of the
moment.
But presently Arthur broke the sill
tence, and these were his words: "What
ia lovely creature your sister is, Mel
|flie''
Eyes, Arthur. she us very lovely" ]
answered. "Who would ever take us
for sisters?"
And then came the sound of Ivy's
voice, singing as she came in order to
lets,ls know she was coming. l rose
from,my knees and sat down in an
armchair, while Ivy entered and then
seated herself beside ARTHUR on the
sofa.
Conversation commenced again. and
aorightly and merrily the evening glided
by I talked but little; it was pleas
TIRE enough to me to see them both be-
fore my cyes-the two lowed best in
the MoEld-to listen to Hhe rich deep
voice ,of the one and the sweet, silvery
voice of the other
Was ] not Jealous do yon
ask True love knows mot what
jealousy means. 1t trusts blindly and
implicitly in it's object, doubling
neither actions nor motives, annoyed
by no petty :anxieties, worried by no
needless wonderings. In the strong
fortress of simple, loving faithit dMells
Of doubling its own identity as the