New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1893-09-13
MY FRIENDS WIFE.

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After all am going to marry Lucille
It is more than a year since poor Rob
ethon died, and-perhaps am donkey
to do it at my time of life, but she is UNI
questionably a charming woman. She
made him happy, and-I am afraid am
fool. feel, however, as though I
owed it almost to his memory, and some
r thing to her too. Yes, there is no doubt
| [ owe her something in that hne-and
| yet, good heavens, am not doing it on
that account. love her desperately,
| down to the ground.
Dick, " she said to me yesterday, look
| ing straight at me with her wonderful
blue eyes-''Dick, why do you ask me-
now?''
Better late than never" answered.
She began, Five. six years ago YOU
and stopped.
Il know. I was a fool, Lucille.
never once thought of it though. You
see, the idea was foreign to me. never
| intended to marry"
And now?"
! with your kind assistance do in
tend to-"
"Why?'
Her question almost bowled me over.
gazed at the carpet, wondering how
could best put it to her. Presently
looked up, and as our eyes met blurted
out, Because love you, Of course
did not mean to say that just then.
The truth is that the idea of .:repara-
ton had got sole possession of my BRAIN
and how to express it graveled me.
Lucille laughed lightly. ssThat, Dick,
is second thought, and not bad one
for man who is offering himself as a
husband. Still, I want your first
! 81 was thinking that, love apart, you
have moral claim upon me-"
A great wave of color rose and fell,
leaving her beautiful face pale as mar
BILE. "A c1aim-really? A moral claim?
Why moral? Why not material? When
l turn huckster, Dick, will traffic only
for gold"
l saw what she meant. Loves gifts.
being no impoyerishment of dove, entail
no Indebtedness upon the recipient. Love
is paid for its gift in the giving. This.
thought, was a counsel Of perfection
! and better suited to angels and angelic
loves than to men and women in an
| earthly, highly conventional and British
! society.
And that is why you wish to marry
me?'' she added.
felt that | was on thin ice. mo.
darling, it is not I love you. There's
no harm in that, hope?'
''No, not a bit 1t is a very good rea-
| son. Genuine, Dick?"
''Quite, on my honor"
1.-The honor of an English general
more, of an English gentleman-more
still, of a well tried friend-that is good
enough for me. Here's my hand on it,
Dick"
That was only yesterday. It seems 20
years ago. Poor Robethon-he knew
little. 1 do not think I was to blame.
[ acted Loyalty enough by him. It was
like this, you see. Robethon and were
pretty close friends. Ispent much of
my time at my clubs, and at one or other
OF them l was always coming across
Robethon. The taste for chess was mu-
tual and was the ground of our first ac-
quaintance. We were about the same
age-heading fast for So He was short
and stout; l was long and lean.
had been all over the world. while he
had never been outside of England.
Sometimes l fancied he had never been
outside of London. If he had, he was
careful to conceal the fact. We were
both bachelors. His cham bers were close
to st. James street, mine to PiccadillY.
We never visited each other though. He
was partner in a we'll known firm of
bankers, but had not entered their place
of business for 20 years. He had read a
world beyond me and was d gentle, SYM
pathetic, clean souled gentleman. s*
wish I could say as much truthfully
of myself; no false modesty should keep
me from writing it down. Still Ro-
bethon cared for me, and 1 am deuced
sure cared for him. His reticence was
characteristic of the man; it was like a
suit of steel armor covering him from
head to foot. Sometimes think it was,
fundamentally, shyness-not of the ordi-
nary kind. of which there was not trace
about him, but deep spiritual shyness.
On the other hand, it might have been
due to an austere selectness of spirit,
sensitive, delicate pride of soul. The
clubmen held him in great esteem, in
manner were proud of him, considered
him an authority on disputed points of
honor and the like and accepted his
Judgment with docility and reverence.
One day met a lady on Pail Mall
tall, fair, straight as dart and with a
face that fell on me like vision. I
turned and watched her, and while so
doing she suddenly halted, turned around
and came toward me. I stood still. In
passing she gave me . momentary glance.
Ha, she was very lovely!
A month or six weeks later there was
reception at a certain foreign embassy,
and I happened to be present Il was
not my kind Of thing at III, but Ichancsd
to be an old acquaintance Of the snhas-
sador in question. There was : big