New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1893-04-12
AT RED GABLES.
BY Annabel Dwight.

yct1r1.yi ~ aimlessly through the air.
There was no one in sight but the
little lame station agent and to my i'll
ruiries he answered that our train be-
fnS so late 1--WE had been delayed by a
wrecked freight, the stage for Derry
sc WA had left.
I looked about ME in despair
Not a house in sight, and IL lonely
road winding desolately away among
the hills
decided, of course, that there was
some mistake
/ was to take the position OF house
keeper in the DerrytOWn tavern, and
to have my little siX-year-old Bess with
me
1t was this that induced me to leave
the city and come to this Out-Of-the-
way place.
For as saleswOman in 4 large dry
goods establishment I was obliged to
4 leave my child to the care Of strangers
through the day.
s. The landlord of the Derry town tav-
.Ern was to have met me at the sta
sxion, but of course there must have
accident, Or
{ Excuse me, marin, but Was you
going to Derry town. inquired the sta
T4tou agent.
81 was" I replied, but I expected a
Mr.. Drake to meet me-
!. "Oh, ya-as, Ben Drake! Then you
must be the new housekeeper. But he
warn't expectin' OF you. marin, until
3hllrSday, the 25th, so ne told me-"
y i stared at the garrulous old man III
dismay.
n OF course I had read Mr. brakes
figures wrong. which was not :sronisli-
ing, as his hicrOglyphics might have
been translated into almost anything.
els there any house where can get
lodging for the night. or any convey
ance to DerrytoWn?' 1 said anxiously
The old man scratched his stubbly
beard obviously.
There amt no conveyance. marin,
and the nearest place for lodgin' is at
Slab Village, two miles up the road.
TO be sure, there's Red Gables, but
you won't get in there and he shook
his head.
'cHow far is Red Gables. and why
won't we get in there?" queried bur-
giedly looking ut the darkening land
Scape.
wal, Red Gables is about half a
mile, and you won't get in there be-
cause the marSter is q high and mighty
sort Of a chap, and don't take in
strangers
t'Wen, Bess,'' | said, smotherlg a
sigh, and putting OH Il look of cheer
fulness which l was far from feeling,
~shan we stay here and sit up all
tnight, or shall we walk to Slab Vii.
aage?'
walk to Shad Village! returned
pess promptly. evidently anxious to
try her legs after riding I'LL day in the
ears.
The old man looked at her kindly
and laughed at her mistake.
II suppose you will be going that Way
eoon?" l said to him. rather shrinking
from the unknown windngs of the
lonely mountain road
'Lor' bless you, marin. TIA sorry
chat [ can't go along with you and the
little sal: but ! have 10 h1'ak here at
the station on account Of tho night
Rre1ght. But you cant Miss the way,
anarnl, if you follow y'';r hose
Bess, who was looking ut him. gave
q little merry gig@ic at which he
nodded his head goou-naturedly
I'll be bound, YOU think if followed
my nose Id go Il crooked path; but
your nose is straight enough. little gal
Goodnight
"GOod-night,' called back Bess in her
sweet shl'll treble, and thanking the
old man. we set out for Slab Village
We were hardly out of sight of the
station when the storm began to in
crease.
A pitiless wind swept down from the
IL.
, needle points against our faces.
Al last little ReSS. all warmly clad
AS she was in her thick brown ulster
sand trimmed hood, and stout
aeggins, began to WINNER
As for myself l was chilled to the
bone, for, l had not felt that could
afford new garment after cutting
over my old one for Bess, and my
cashmere shawl was too thin for pro-
lection against this bleak country wind.
Ba l began to feel the hopelessness of
trying to reach the village, when 4
curve in the road brought us to a
broad, evergreen sheltered driveway
which led up to a house, the outlines of
which I could barely discern in the
darkness.
A cheerful light streamed from two
OF the front windows, and BeSS uttered
4 . cry of joy and turned into the drive
way. Jill Il 49,
Tt is Red Gables, dear. but I think
we must ask for Il lodging
Little Bess. giving an unqualified as
sent, we FASTENED on, and soon. in an
SWer to my ring, the door is opened by
. tall, young mulltto boy.
The sudden light and warmth OF the
wide hall, after my tramp in the storm,
II turned me dizzy.
5 In an inner apartment a man is sing
ing in full. rich baritone:
= Though no more behold thee,
Yet is thy name a spell
3s Surely I know that voice Il know the
voice Of my husband, although I have
cot heard it for years.
III hope am not going to faint, but