Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1892-07-21

tude of sins. He is so enraptured with
me, that my red hair is golden IN his
eyes, from which fact you may estimate
the extent of his Imagination.
eff he only had little more sense,
I find myself saying morning, noon and
night, but with all the possibilities that
cluster around that if, the unwelcome
fact still obtrudes itself His mind is a
vacuum, and I, like nature, abhor
vacuum.
Sometimes I wonder if his pocket
book can fill the place where his brain
ought to be. AS the question is mo-
mentous one, pray give me the benefit
Of your advice. Meantime, I continue
to De the sun of his existence, the star
of his night, and a few other luminaries.
And as, also, you must be thoroughly
tired OF me by this time, [ will say
good-by, for the present. Everybody
joins me in love to you. More in my
next. NELL.
P. S. Being woman, my letter
wouldn't be complete without post
script So here it is: Give my love to
Miss Margaret when you see her. |
suppose she is as sweet and as pretty as
ever, for l know her good fortune hasn't
spoiled her.
Margaret flushed and smiled at this
alluSiOn to herself.
Just as bad as ever" she commented.
Nell will never be staid nor dignitied."
That is what mamma says. We are
all q lively set. l dare say they think
my nest is fea.hered, but
Alice shook her head doubtfully.
Uncle is so overbearing at times, and
was never noted for mildness Of tenn
per- Sometimes I get perfectly raying,
and then there's a grand scene. Indeed,
you wouldn't laugh if you were in my
place.
There is his bell now He is awake,
and [ suppose he wants me. Evidently
he's in bad humor. Come with me,
Margaret. He will want to see you, and
besides your presence may be as oil
upon the troubled waters.
Alice hurried off, while Margaret
waited to get her hat and gloves. When
she reached the head Ct tho stairs she
| heard the ColonePs high-pitched voice,
evidently answering some proposition
from Alice.
go back? I'll go back when I choose,
Miss. I'll not be dictated to. Pll-
Bless my soul. if there isn't Margaret.
When did you get here, child: Just
now? Well, we'll! I'm 50 restered and
bothered I can hardly see you. Come
here and let me have good look at
YOU"
At this invitation Margaret came down
the steps, and the old gentleman. despite
her blushing remonstrance, took her face
between his hands and kissed her on
each check.
so you've been away, and come back
as pale as ever, he added holding her
from him and looking at her earnestly.
- IoJ hot fC.
you here. I'm glad to see you, child.
mighty glad Missed you like the devil.
By the way, I hear you've got that
young scamp with you. [ doubt if he
had one foot off the train before some of
these confounded tattling women pub
lished it to the neighborhood. II I were
the husband Of some Of them, I'd hang
or shoot 'em. What are you giggllng at,
Alice? Nothing? Well, have more sense.
Come over and take dinner with US,
Margaret. No company, you know.
Only yourself and Brian, if you choose
to bring him. l want TO see the boy. [
suppose he's grown out of my recOgni-
ton"
The old gentleman disappeared in the
library as he ade this last remark, and
Margaret turned to Alice with a smile.
Il must lie going" she said. I've left
my cousin, you know, and [ must not be
inhospitable. Please come over soon.
Alice. Miss Hilton sent her love and a
special Invita- on.
Alice stood on the porch for some MIN
utes after Margaret was gone.
If I should turn prophetess,' she
said, half aloud, I would say" She
did not complete her sentence, but,
smiling to herself, went into the house.
TO BE CONTINUED.