Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1889-01-16

| Aou M4SS DrOWu AWOk0 nall an
hour later she saw from her window
that rain was falling in torrents. She
rapidly made ready for dinner, permit
ting herself stealthy peeps into the
apartments Of neighbours, the rear OF
whose homes was only stones throw
from her point of observation. She
had taken a last look into the mirror
when she heard an energetic step on
the stairs and some one whistling q
light opera air. Med seems in good
spirits" was her thought. The dear
fellow. how long to give him a good
hug! But why doesn't Jennie come,
wonderp"
Evidently her brother had not been
told OF her arrival, for she could hear
him tramping about the library, and
he gave no sign Of impatienco to see
her. III go out and take him by sur
PRISE" she thought So, tiptoeing from
her room. she peeped into the library,
where her eyes fell upon a masculine
back. Jennie is teaching him how to
dress. He looks ten years younger in
that bright, natty business suit she
said to herself, with an approving nod.
Then she crept softly behind the object
OF her contemplation and quickly press.
Ing her hands over his eyes, imprinted
two soft warm lips on the embrowned
cheek and cried: Tell who it is and
get another"
| There was a struggle on the part OF
the blind-folded prisoner, but his cap
tor held on all the tighter, till, game
ing up at a mirror that refectec the
whole scene, she was Mortified tc learn
that the man whom she had sei25d and
| kissed was not her brother. With a
| little scream she removed her hands,
transferred them to her own rosy face
and stood transfxed. Mr.. George
Redmond looked round, flushed and
astonished, to find himself confronted
by his late travelling companion.
"Oh. what have I DONE" cried the
| girl from behind the screen Of hor fin
| gers.
| mo great harm, Tn sure" answered
Mr.. Redmond with distinct feeling
! OF citation at the thought of those
warm. red lips. "Of course you're
| Miss Brown. I'm Mr.. Redmond. !
suppose you took me for your brother.
We expected you, but Celia was out
when came in, as had not heard OF
your arrival. Do take that easy chair.
! Your brother will be in soon.
''Oh no, no, no." she answered. still
unable to look him in the face, and
aghast at the idea of a tete-a~tete with
a total stranger whom she had kissed
by stealth only u moment before. "I'll
go back to my room and wait for Ned.
You'll tell him I'm here, please. And
-and-of course you know didn't
mean to-to-do it,
''Certainly, certainly, Miss Brown.
didn't for an instant suspect you of any
thing so-fattering," answered Red.
mond, faltering for the right word and
hitting upon the wrong one. It was
scarce out of his mouth when Miss
Brown had fed to her room.
| Once there she looked into the glass
to see how red her face was, reflected
with renewed bushes upon the awful
thing she had done, and at last fell to
wondering who Mr.. Redmond could be.
She had never heard of him, yet he
seemed perfectly at home in her broth.
er's house. and apparently held latch.
key. She dismissed as preposterous
the momentary thought of lodger,
and blushed at the recollection of Jen.
MES matchmaking propensity which
aroused the suspicion that Mr.. Rod.
mond might be a visitor craftily invit-
ed at this particular time for reasons
best known to her sister-in-law. She
waited impatiently until there was an
other step on thu stairs. 1t sounded
like Ned's. Thon she heard the stran-
ger in the library say something to the
newcomer, and blushed again to think
what the communication might be.
She was sure they were laughing and
she felt that it was ill-bred of Mr..
Redmond to conduct himself thus
within her hearing. Almost imme-
diately there were quick steps from
the library followed by a gentle tap al
her door, and she opened it, ready tc
rush into her brothers arms. Mr..
Redmond, in the library, heard fem.
mime shrek. followed by an apologize,
masculine ''beg pardon" and the in
truder upon Miss Browns privacy re-
turned, wearing an expression of in.
tense establishment
"Great Jupiter, Redmond, that isn't
my sister,"
! ''Nonsense, it must be-" snid Red.
mond, with unmistakable disappoint.
| ment.
mot your sister," echoed @ third
man who had just come in, "then, in
Heavens name, whose sister is ftp"
Il think I know my sister when ]
see her." answered Mr. Brown.
"Perhaps not; Redmond has just had
most delightful proof that this young
woman isn't certain of her brother
! when she sees him."
"Don't talk nonsense, Benton" an.
swered Mr.. Brown, who had not fully
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