River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1893-06-15

A brisk scuffie ensued, during which
the old carbine went off. discharging
its contents-a sudden CLEAN of flame
ton-ball tree. Mrs. Martin, who had
rushed into Phebe's room, flung her
arms around the girl
Don't be frightened, deari" said she.
oh. I'm not frightened,' said Phebe,
who had lighted a candle, and now
looked very Juliet-lile. in long dress
ing gown, with her yellow hair flowing
luxuriantly down her back. Il knew he
would come"
- Knew he would Gomez" repeated
Mrs Martin. '.The-burglar,"
''Oh. it isn't a burglar" murmured
Phebe. Its Harry
= Harry
My Harry" said Phebe. turning
soft pink to the very roots of her hair.
They thought they would part us, but
they can't. He has followed me. and
has been serenading me under the win
dow. Didn't you hear the banjo?"
Goodness me- said Mrs Martin.
And" vehemently added Phebe,
"I'll be true TO him. for ever and ever,"
But the coIloquy was presently inter
rupted by a sound in the hall below, as
Of some heavy body tumbling over and
over with ceaseless persistence. Both
women fled TO the door and peeped
nervously over the stair-rail, while Hes
ter. from behind the mahogany linen
press. shrieked: Murder, Help, Muir
der without a second of intermissiOn.
Here's the villaini" shouted Mr. Tip
ton. rolling over and over like a cider
barrel
I've got him. roared the bass voice
of Phebe's Harry.
THE underhand miscreant." foamed
the farmer.
.'Madder than March harer' uttered
Harry. at last succeeding in scrambling
to his feet Look here, old gen tleman,
what does all this mean! IL you are a
burglar, say 50, l am mott"
Harry" chirped Phebe. ''be merci-
full, as you are strong. For my sake,
harm not my uncle."
But Hester. charging into the ARRAY
with pair of tongs, soon changed the
aspect of affairs Explanations ensued
rage changed into laughter - and
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quaint apartment, commonly known
"a the oak room, for the reception of
the troubadour WI had so nearly been
shot for a burglar.
'And, look here, young man." said
Mr.. Upton. the next time you come
prowling around "A house at one "A. m.
come to the front door instead of the
wing window VIVA. the dickens! I'm
neither jailer nor an ogre, II my niece
wants 10 marry a man and the man can
prove himself able to support a wife, /
should not stand in the way!"
Uncle" lisped Phebe, you are a
darling,'
Give me kiss. my girl" said Mr..
Upton. 4 declare, didn't know how
pretty YOU We're, until now
Mrs Ma tin. always an early riser.
came down at five o'clock in the sweet
June morning. when the blackbirds
were whistling and the cabbage roses
were weighed down with dew But.
early as she was, Mr.. Upton had come
down before her and stood on the door
step. with his hands in his pockets.
Well, Stella said he. chuckling.
who would have thought of our hav-
ing an adventure in the OIL place."
Mrs. Martin smiled
What are YOU doing?- SAID Mr.. Tip
ton. turning rather abruptly around.
Il am scalding meal for the young
turkeys"
We'll. leave it off minute, and taIh-
I say. Stellar"
Yes
She~looISed at him with her large.
wine-brown eyes full of serious ques-
tioning.
.'All this sort Of thing makes one
think Of ones own young days, eh?"
There was the least CULVER of sad
smile around her lips.
The days. Stella, when used to he
fond of YOU. Before we quarreled.
Before Wilfred Martin crossed your
path
Still Mrs. rtin did not stir. There
was something in that reposeful man
to his ideas Of life. He hated furry.
Mrs Martin never was in furry.
Il am fond Of Won still, went on MIR.
Upton This little love affair in our
midst has Weakened me up; I don't
know how. and don't care. Is IL too
late. Stella. to begin life over again,
you and To-
She went up To him. with her slow,
graceful step. and put her hand i'm his.
Sui she did not speak. She only
looked and smiled But he understood
her.
God bless you. Stella" said he.
Mrs Cresshill. of No. East For
tieth street. was highly scandalized
when the letter from Upton Hall came.
a pretty state OF things" said she.
ITO think that Harry Havens has fol-
lowed that girl straight into the New
Hampshire wilds and married her. And
with her uncle's consent into the bar
D gain,
That's not the worst of it," drvly re-
marked her husband. Your brother
I Upton has got married, too. And
there's an end of your expectations
from that branch of the family"
Ms. Cresshill wrung her hands. but
what mattered idle tears? What was
done could not be undone. and Cupid.
as all the world knows. cares nothing
/ for sequins--Amy Randolph, in y. Y.
Ledger.