Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1888-11-03

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mo, I'm not" he declre>
He added. with an ada tess q
that covered Mile with yet aos7T
confusion.
Il have in mind young lady how
ever. to whom l propose make
proposal of marriage as soon as %
become little better acqu hled N
'Yonder is our house. ld-> l
think it will rain. aftar ala III
Mile.
And sudden pull J. folns
caused Billy to ambIe 7e@2al iaS-
ter.
''Ot course he had t. r sor3 mn
after my presumption, size res 80 neu'
while her heart beat i ashieo that
resentment did not exc. \.
Motherly Mrs. Les 81 v.s 90 OBJ
liging to refuse the request,
and MIR. Bronson W. to her |
best spare chamber, ttlng-
room.
''Mill'e can help me Cd Ytra
work, if you can put up wa aii ,e,
she said.
And the next two wee oe the
shortest and happiest Mile a 7er
known.
Don't set too much By TIT
you're sure he means somethii
attentions" cautioned Mrs Lea
| day.
Il enjoy talking with him
he is so jolly-that IS all, mo
said Mile, as though she -wo;e
most heartiess eoquetto n -~8 orid' /
But tie obseTuut mother kne" Dot
ter,
,.Mind wha. / say. child Mrs.
Leaver persisted.
TIE very next morning as Mile
was fling a vase with fresh flowers in
l7Jr Bronson room, she noticed a
pi,tagraph on small easel on the
/ q 5ng-5able.
| 1t WIS a woman, young and very
beapafl, although there was some
thing H. The slightly hollow cheeks
that iadicatel. failing health in the or
iginal.
Mile locke BIZ II With sudden
pang of iealoasly. ThG hanged to
different yet keenlr pain assoc look 1t
up and read upon these word written
with pen:
my first and only love-"
And underneath a name anu daie 81
follows:
MAUD Hawley Bronson. mal!
December 22d, 1885 die d February -,
| 1886.
"r. l. b.
As NJ lies gaze devoured these aes'
it grew suddenly dark about her She
would have tainted had she no. been
called to more practical actioA oy me
voice 4, of Dick, her twelv-year-oii
brother calling at the POI oil us
stairs: y
---o.,yEot NIiIIio!
Yes, in a momentry she respond
ed.
ITO think shat he's a widower, and
as happy and thougDtless as school
boy, and his poor beautiful wife in her
grave oily fo4r months!' whirled
, through Miller brain as she ran into
, her own ,oop to compose her face be-
fore-4t4e 4 y, that her mother might
'-111ot see he |gdfeTi@G1,
why Ion't you come along, and not
keep yeur beau waiting all daj p
came sgaia from below in accents that
nl-ga. haze been heard ror an eighth
5s nii5 ia all directions
Jnero was no further
II $illie faintIng away, H. s'.' ~
h. So, or rhese5 iiamed
paul Bronson waiting for me, sue
exclaimed
She compressed her lips for one IN
tense moment, and then said:
Il will see him, and IL"
What she would do was left unspok-
en-. She ran down stairs, and found
Paul in the porch, watching raIher
spirited horse from the village hVery
| stable.
Obliged to drive over to Rldgway-
ten miles-thought you might ike 10
CO." he explained. -,
: Better ride out with your ooau'
interpolated Dick, with young''el ;
delight in an older sisters conluSion'
Put on your hat. Milie-It IS warm
: annnrh-and never mind about ano on
v er dress, for you are epon "i'in
: enough in the one you have on ao'
L ded Mr.. Bronson. 1900
n Il will go with him. thought M'i',0
# with vague determination to maxi
this heartless widower suffer as he &c
served for his levity.
a AS she went for her hat 81 met ne
mother face to face.
e ''Mlle, what has happene wa
1t the anxious inquiry.
is Nothing mother trying ! srea
VI away from the gentle. detained hano
TELL me, child. You are as pale
a ghost"
+ Pm going to ride mother
Please let me GO!
as And she broke away. anu IN m'
OF ment more was seated beside Pa'
is Bronson in the light trap.
They were we'll out upon the shad
road. with the soft June breeze an
IN i f.orrapca hlOwino i'm their face