St. Paul daily globe., 1892-11-21

gets close to gTandmamma, because she
is such dear old lady, and knows eX-
actly what boys like. 1t is lengthy
repast, but even Rob is satisfied at last,
and all seek the cozy parlor with its
open fireplace. and cheerful. cracking
blaze, about which they circle. A short
pause Of expectation, and papa breaks
the silence with Come, grandpapa,
your story now"
Grandpapa looks about with assumed
surprise, and affects TO be very much
frightened as he eXclaimS: "a story !
What! me? Bless me, what story can
tell?"
But pretty Edith knows that he is
"only joking" and Rob knows that he
is "foxing," and little Lou knows that
he is playing purtend;" and they all
KNOW that lie is waiting 10 be coaXed a
bit; and papa SAYS: Come, father:
let's have It," and mamma and grand
mamma chime in and say: "Do,
please;" and Edith says nothing, but
lays her head gently on his shoulder;
and Rob SAYS: "Give Us good un,
gandpapa; you know the kind" and
little Lou chambers up into his lap and
gives him hug and kiss, and, nesting
herself comfortably, says: Grand
papa, once upon timep" " for that IS
the orthodox introduction to all Of
grandpapa'S stories.
These appeals have their due effect,
and he clears his throat and begins:
! "Once upon time there dwelt in a
| little village, which has since become a
large and beautiful city, pretty girl
named Margie. She had blue eyes,
wavy, golden hair, and plump. rosy
| cheeks, and when she was Edith'S age,
| which is long time ago now, she looked
very much like my fair granddaughter.
! She was very bright, very good, and
| parents and the JOY Of her home.
! After a time a boy came to live in
the same village, and soon after his ar
/ rival he became acquainted with Mar
I gie,and they fell in love with each other
at first sight. The boy, handsome lit
tie fellow, being somewhat younger
| than Margie, did not, perhaps, know III
| the beginning how dear this young girl
was to him, but as he grew older and
! they met in daily companionShIp,sh
| soon learned what a deep affection he
| had for her, and he could not but know
! as we'll that she too had become deeply
| enamored Of him. 1t was very wonder
| ful how she entered into his boylsh
/ sports, helped him mend his kites and
| tops, but that, of course, was when he
was quite young, like Rob there; and
later on helped him with his lessons,
for she was considerably ahead of him
| in her books; and, indeed, she gave
herself up almost entirely to his service.
| He, too, was very tender and attentive to
/ her, and, though little thoughtleSs oc-
! caSonally as boys and young men will be
at times, he was on the whole very faith
full. They had both promised each
other, often and often, to love one an
other forever, and never to separate,
and, indeed. | think they both kept the
first part of the promise to the last. But
it turned out, when my boy got to be
young man of tWenty-one or two, that
he met with another girl, who was very
rich, very handsome, with winning
ways and soft, sweet smile, and his
heart began to beat with the new affec-
tion which his second love inspired in
him.
Il think Margie must have known
something Of this, for. though he was
careful not to tell of it himself, such
things get around through talk very
rapidly, and it was not great while
until poor Margie began to grow anx-
ious and sad at the thought of losing
her dear boy as she always called him.
l think, too, she felt quite
jealous of this handsome girl who was
taking her boy away from her; but.
being of sweet and gentle disposition.
she strove to hide it as well as she
could, kept OIL loving the young man as
dearly as ever, and even when she met
her rival she treated her very kindly.
The time came at last when it was
necessary for the young gentleman to
choose between them, and, though he
seemed to feel very badly at causing
Margie pain or sorrow, he gave her up,
chose the other, and they were married
shortly after and moved away to another
place to live, leaving Margie to grieve
at the sad parting which she had hoped
would never come.
1.-The boy was not hard-hearted by
any means, but | suppose his second
love was stronger than the first and
won him over. His wife was very
beautiful woman, and as good as she
was beautiful; and this was some con-
ISOLATION to Margie, who always wished
her boy to be happy, even II IL was
necessary that she should make painful
sacrifices herself.
'By and by, pretty little daughter
came to the young couple, and when
Margie heard of it she cried a bit. but
not very sadly, for she had become used
to the change by that time, and after
she dried her eyes, she said: L must
just bundle up and go and see my dear
boys baby;' and go she did, and made
quite pleasant visit of it. And after
wards, when the little daughter had a
little brother, and again little sister,
Margie did just the very same thing
over again, and was very kind to her
dear boy as she called HIM vet, after
all that had happened. and to his wife
and the babies.
"Well, my dears, there isn't much
more to my story. But before l tell the
rest of 1t l would like to ask you if you
don't think Margie was very good to that
boy after his leaving her as he did?"
'She was lovely" says Edith enthusi-
astically.
Lovely" murmers little Lou.
"She was a regular good un, that's
what" says Bob emphatically.
"And what do you think Of the boy?"
asks grandpapa. with a merry twinkle
in his eye. BE careful, now, my dears,
for the boy is your papa"
"Oh! OH! oh!'' in chorus, as papa
bushes.
And mamma was the handsome girl.
with the winning smile, and as good as
she was beautiful" says Edith, whose
memory is excellent.
my NSoli NooCnGO
But she was the second love, and,
oh, dearl [ never knew papa had any
other sweetheart" says Edith, very
rosy, and little distressed. "Who was
Margie, grandpapa?" she asks.
Yes, that's it," adds Rob; "tell us
that, grandpapa. I'd like to know her,
l would"
Grandpapa's head is bent over the
baby in his lap, and he does not answer.
They think he is nodding to sleep; but,
oh, no: he is only whispering in the
little ears.
II know! l knoww exclaims little
Lou, clapping her hands. Its grand
mamma!'
Grandpapa laughs merrily, and papa
kisses grandmamma, and mamma does
the same, and then Edith and sturdy
Rob and Little Lou all crowd about her
with their caresses. And then grand
papa's song is sung and acted in his
usual mirthful fashion, and all chat
| pleasantly and tell their stories, even to
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