The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1893-10-05
your papa nd never forgive me for

your papa nd never forgive me for
telling you. :
mo, no, MOI" cried Nelly, excitelly,
ready to promise anything in her fever
ish curiosity; lis it likely y
s'Well, the last lords brother, the
Honorable Adrian Langholnle, and your
Aunt Eleanor, met somehow in the
/ grounds, and fell in love with each 9TH
! er, and q very handsome young couple
they was; but when your grandpa and
/ pa heard of it, they were furious, an
! threatened to turn her out Of doors
| if ever she spoke to him again. And
at last they made her marry Mr.. Car
michael a man old enough to be her
father, sorely against her will, poor
! soul! After she was married she an
Mr.. Adrian met UP in London, an at
last they went off together. shall
never forget, as long as / live, the
scene there was with your grandpa an
Lord Langholme an Mr.. Carmichael;
an after it Colonel Huntingdon had a
stroke, an never left his room again"
"And Aunt Eleanor, nurse?"
%d M9nt a aofHa ae n e1er ea n WHAT Ma
become of her since. All I know is,
she couldn't marry the man she was
fond of, for Mr. Carmichael, out Of re-
venge, wouldn't have a divorce. So
YOU see, my dear, it's little wonder
the two families don't bear each other
much love-" - ...s.-.5
Nelly looked meditatively at the ros-
cite on her fairy-like bronze slipper.
"Well, Wilson," she said, presently,
pursuing up her pretty mouth, and arch
ing her curved brows, II don't see that
the Langholmes have been any more
to blame than vein fact, not SO
murh.''
"Hush my dear!'' cried nurse, looking
up frightened; "don't you go now for
to say such things as that. Your pa
would be ready to kill me for telling
you about them at ALL
'sAnd has this Lord Langholme done
anything very wicked?' asked Nelly.
swell, dear, don't know of anything
particular besides bein' very wild an
fond of the lasses." 49,
"What's he like to look at?"
II never set eyes on him myself,
because he don't come down here at
an-it's too dull, I suppose, an he's
never happy except he's horse-racing,
an gambling an making love to the fine
ladies. They do tell there was a bad
affair with him an Lady Milly Cope;
but it was all hushed up. Susan said
, she saw a gentleman up at the court
once that must ha' been the young
lord, an he was small an dark, with
| a very dissipated look, an great rings
under his eyes, ,..
"Oh!'' said Nelly, with a dlsappoint-
ed air, slipping f1om her favorite high
, table by the window on which she
. had again perched herself, Gin that case
l I shan't take any more interest in him,
r because I never could like any man
who wasn't big and fair"
/ 'Hoity -toity!'' cried Wilson. What
| do you know about young men at all?
Nothing, I'm sorry to say" rejoined
t Miss Nelly, gravely. and as I'm sew
a enteen and half, it's high time knew
:, ! me up to London
, "Wishin's little good, my dear. Your
e papa's too much took up with his books
t to think of leavin' home, and he's never
+ been near London since your poor
/ aunt's disgrace" j.
l Il shall never get married." pouted
/ Nelly.
l. my dear. marriages are made in
heaven, as the sayin' is and, il it's or.
s dained you're to be married, why, mar.
t ried you'll be-
"Well, then, the man will have to
e b. dropped down through the clouds
for he'll never come in at the gates. .
|, cried Miss Huntingdon, sententiously.
t. New, Miss Nelly, suppose you &c
+ and take a walk before dinner; it'll
do you good
e ''But it's so stupid walking out alone
n nurse"
IL "Wen. then, have your horse round
It and 20 for q ride
+ ooh! it's much too hot for riding this
n weather. I'll take book, and go dow
d to the brookside."
% II wouldn't go tfat way, my dear
IS if was you. It's just the boundary t
n Lord Langhclmes estate, and your pr
% can't bear any one to go near there
IT But where's the harm if Lord Lang
@ holmes not at homer
- "Wen, my dear, I wouldn't go il
II I was you," said nurses voice, retreat
"a ing down the passage. But Miss Nell!
6 was as determined as most of her sex
" of whom it has been said truthful.
" enough:
T. IF she will, she will, you may depent
h. ont;
~ And if she won't, she won't, and there
,r an end ont
70 So she slung her hat across her arm
s. took her favorite book Of poetry, AM
". wandered listlessly off in the direction
70 of the brook Arrived there, she threy
o herself down by it's margin under
N sheltering tree, and devoted herself t
20 speculating upon the feuds of the Lang
vt holmes and the Huntirgdons.
~ (To Be Continued)