The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1892-08-04
MAMIl'S EPISOD"
BY EDITH f. KNIGHTwOOD.

BY EDITH E. KNIGHTwooD.
From the Youths Companion. ~
"Oh, girls-oh, eirls!'' exclaimed
Mamie Burton, rushing wildly up to a
crowd OF three girls, 'guess what!'
"What is it, oh, what is iu?" from
the three girls in chorus. ...
"Why, the master OF the Grange has
returned!" she cried, looking at them
triumphantly, and feeling that she
had impaired news equal to a homb-
shell. "And Eve seen him." still more
vtriumphantly. -.. g..
"Oh!" in a series OF gasps. $50
"Does he wear big haiti"
Sand carry Gamer"
"''Has he got mustache?" asked
the third, pretty Susie Camp. casting
@ look OF scorn upon her companions
for asking such extremely senseless
questions, "Do tell us, Mamie. and
don't stand there gaping as though
you contemplated swallowing u.s."
"Wel, girls, let us sit down here on
the hedge, and | shall endeavor to de-
scribe him. All seated? So far, so
good. To begin with, he's about two
feet six-no, no, I mean six feet two
"a regular whopper! He's got shoulders
about as broad as I am long; black
hair and eyes, and such a mustache!
Words are inadequate to describe It'll
The kind you read about, girls, and
seldom see. I see Pve got you all
worked up, so I'll just finish him.
Girls" in an awful awed voice, II
wouldn't marry that man for any
thing-not if be begged on his knees for
a week. He is the sternest looking
man you ever saw. His heavy eye
brows are drawn together sin one
straight line and his black eyes and
extremely dark skin makes him look
like some fierce Italian king
''And he didn't wear q high hat?'
asked Katie Bend, a shadow of tlisap-
continent setting on her sunny face.
mo, indeed, Kate. when saw him,
The was leaning against g. tree with his
dong legs crossed and a SLOUGH hat
pushed back carelessly on his head,
surveying the broad acres OF the
Grange-and feeling his Importance, I
dare say'-sarcastically.
ooh, Mamie" exclaimed Laura
Brown, suddenly, "what shall do
about those beautiful roses, now that
he is home. Our table at the festival
tomorrow night will be complete
Failure without them; and we counted
have stayed away little longer"
''Have those roses, I will, if l have
got to 20 and ask for some" and
Mamie shook her fluffy yellow head res
olutely.
"Why do you not?" urged Laura.
cit would be a much more lones way
than stealing them!" .e.,,~
."ButI hate to Lal. II he was a.
woman, l would not care" a,-.,~-F1-
GAS he is a man, why can't you be
"a boy; then you wouldn't hate to ask
him. Boys have audacitv enough for
:anything," and. Laura shook her lit
tile head wisely. T..
"Be boy! how delightful! declare,
Lal, your head will make you a for.
tune yet. | can put one OF brother
Sammle's suits on, tuck my hair un-
der a cap, backen my hands and I'll
make splendid boy! I'll do it, see if I
don't" And the four girls laughed
tgleefully at the novel way inwhich
they were to get the coveted roses.
"All right, girls, be around at 7:3O
sharp. Of couse, you must 60 along
as far as the gate with me. 1 sup
pose l shall have enough roses for
each OF you an armful." And with
another merry laugh, they departed.
Hearing slight rustic of leaves on
. the other side OF the hedge, let us
glance over and see the cause OF it.
There. lylng prone on the green grass,
his hands supporting his head, and a
quiet smile playing around the cor.
'uers OF rather grave mouth, lies q
man five and thirty, answering Ma.
mics description OF the master OF the
Grange
,'"Well, my little girl, you shall have
all the roses you desire. If you are
"one'halt as pretty as your voice is
sweet, | daresay you will make q
charming little lad. Wouldn't marry
me II begged on my knees for 1, week
Ha, ha, ha, that's rich! but l shall
nave my revenge tonight"
Taking cigar from his pocket and
lighting it, Mr.. Richard Tremaine, sole
master OF the Grange, walked away
with a lighter t,eart than usual, wh1:
he could not tell. In fact. he was
hardly aware of it. When he was %
me met. loved and courted beautiful
woman. That was when he was q
poor artist and before he had in
herlted the Grange and it's vast es
Gates Though she loved him as wei
as her shallow nature would permit
she cast hin, aside for q richer man
Richard Tremaine was not the mar
TO wear the willow, but he never
trusted women afterwards, ard al
ways seemed ito shun their society
rather than court it.
The clock chimed seven, then tn,
quarter past. The shadows in Mas