The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1890-10-10

/ l. IOllOWeQ l6T Ike u CulpIlls A6cuIS al
most afraid to go, but yet must at all
hazards get my letters.
Ny former room was perfectly charm
ing, decked out in blue and white, and
with no odor of cigars anywhere. The
little bed was rnodestly draped with
snowy curtains which looked like the
wings of guardian angels. 1 looked
round anxiously for the old chiffonier;
there it stood as usual.
May have some water, Cousin Ga
trielle? am dying of thirst" said.
She took up the caraffe, but |, artful
demon, had already observed that it was
empty.
wait minute. Will get you some
water" she said, and left the room.
rushed to the chiffonier and opened
the drawer. Horrorl 1t was empty.
The next instant my cousin returned,
gave me glass Of water, then showed
Ine her album, and then we talked mer-
! My, Just as we used to when we were
| playfellows.
But where were my letters? Had she
found them, and hidden them away, or
had she burned them? Ny head seemed
to swim as wondered.
As soon as could think Of a pretext
left Gabrielle, and in the hallway l met
my aunt, her mother. She greeted me
joyfully, then shook her finger at me in
a mysterious way, and with a very know
ing air whispered:
Come with me, you naughty, careless
boy" l followed her into her own room,
where she opened a drawer, saying mean
while:
when we first arrived here it for
tunately occurred TO me that before put
ting young lady into bachelors room
it would be well for me to look about it
a little. have had some experience of
young men and their ways"
Here she put package into my hands.
Heavens and earth, my lettersi
l threw my arms around my aunt's
neck, kissed her rapturously and con-
fessed everything. Oh, how happy
was! Ny dear little cousin Gabrielle
how happy was!
A week passed. One morning when I
got up found tiny piece Of paper ly-
ing on the floor, as if it had been slipped
under my door. picked it up. 1t was
a letter.
What does this means 1 thought,
and then l unfolded it and read:
DEAR CoUsN-Why do you not tell
mamma all about it?''
"All about itr' What does she mean?
"Dear cousin" 1t is from Gabrielle.
did not understand it at all. and
waited anxiously for the breakfast hour.
When l heard my cousin go down stairs
darted out AID was going to speak to
her, but she blushed, turned her face
away, and putting piece of papez iRto |
my hand said hurriedly:
Take back your letter and speak to |
mamma"
Ny letter! / rushed out into the gar
den and read the missive. Thunder and |
it was my writing, my style,
my name.
you are adorable, therefore adore 1
you. VIII you listen to me? VIII YOU
let me devote my life to you? A word
from you and l throw myself at your
feet GEORGE"
1t was indeed my letter-it was num-
Der one of my effusions to the ex-queen
Of my heart. 1t had slipped out of the
package of letters, and Gabrielle, find
ing it in the chiffonier, thought that 1
had placed it there for her, and her an
5wer was, Speak TO mamma" The
result Of the accident was l spoke to
mamma" and l married Gabrielle. l
adore her and am the happiest husband
in the world.
The christening will take place next
month. Thanks, thanks, old chiffonier!
for Epoch by Isabel Smith
son from the French of Jules Lermina.