New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1894-06-20


also an active agent was fairly well.
known even before the veteran farmer
made his next visit to the postofice and
volunteered the information: James
Francis an the Fenian air gettin kinder
c'ble. He's mowin the long medder.
an she's drivin, the machine. So sot on
each other at they couldn't see me
goin by. =
She's a-drivin James Francis ez.
waal ez the mower, = laughed Mrs
Forbes. You mark my words, Obadiah,
afore the snow blows the selectmen i'll
hev the school on their han S. Shucks!
The crossest grained old cormorant at
ever lived 'ud jes'' hev to smile seem
them young things go BY. Lor, they
don't know themselves how far gone
they are It minds me Of when Jabez an
me used ter come from meetin ez if we
wuz walkin on air.
You wuz fairly Matched snarled
the malcontent, but this I'M thinks her
self cut above farmer. Talks of goin
ter college. Pity she wuz eyer hired ter
the erik. If they're still in the medder,
I'm goin ter hail 'em on my way back
an say suthin ez ill rile 'em.''
"Trust you fer tibet, you old cross
patch, . muttered Abe, who seemed to
be a permanent part of the general
store. '.1t's pizen fer some folks to see
others enjyin themselves.
There you 60. you blame old mees-
cheef. I jes' hope eff you 60 meddlin in
the long medder you'll git yer legs
twisted inter the mower an cut off at
the jints. - And with this awful express
sion of his wrath Abe went to the door
to watch the veterans movements.
True to his Intentions Obadiah cross
ed the intervening fields, and leaning
on the fence inclosing the meadow hol-
lowed his hands into a. trumpet and
bawled across:
"Hull-oo, James Francis! Help so
source at you hev ter hire Fenians?'
Then, without waiting for reply, he
ambled off, his shrill, cackling laugh
adding to the annoyance of the hay
makers.
Don't you think you ought to apollo
gize?" asked the girl, quickly regaining
composure. 49,. ...
''17or what?" He came round to the
horses heads, and from that vantage
point looked steadily into the driver
eyes. ID :
t 'For calling me Fenian. You were
very unkind.
II didn't mean to be, awkwardly;
then humbly, ''haven't I made up fo1
it SINGER"
'*But was stranger them" insist.
ing on her injury. 'That's why it hurt
me sc"
II wouldn't hurt you for the world.
You know that, Ceciliar.''
The girl WINGED slightly. His pro.
nunciation of her name was one Of the
little things that grated on her sensitive
taste, but superhuous letter or two
lose force when the aggressor is hand
some and spirited. That he was both
she acknowledged inwardly and was
moved to forgiveness. The moment
was fraught with peril for the college
scheme. It was receding steadily into
the distance James Francis saw hi
advantage and meanly pursued it.
'~This is as good time as any *
come to an understanding. When
called you Fenian, hadn't even seer
you. I don't know that even knew
what Fenian meant. don't know
yet, but of this I am sure-whethe1
kyou're nihilist, Fenian or an anarch
ist, or all three together, love YOU
! The horses tossed their heads impa
tiently. and the man passed his hant
soothingly over their glossy coats.
{ ''Let's cut another swath, suggested
the girl irreverently.
| ''Not another blade" he declared
until l have my answer. Yes or no?'
"Well, since you will have it, noP'
"You don't mean it. Say you don't
Cecilia, he pleaded humbly, yet hope.
fully.
II do mean it, she asserted passion
ately. II never meant to settle down on
a farm. Iwant to go through college
| and write A. B. to my name"
write Journee instead" he said,
with telling insistence "Give up the
school and come home to the farm. Say
yes, dear. You'll never regret it."
| AO AAAA6O VI SA1uo, SuduIl}5 UQ0 DTOOR
ripping through the interval, caught
the rays Of the setting sun and cast
them back again like javelins of light.
! The girl was dimly aware that evening
was on the land. The air was heavy
with the fragrance of new mown hay.
Shimmering banks Of clouds sank down
behind the tree tops; the chirping of
crickets and the farof croaking Of frogs
down in the alder swamp mingled with
the lowing Of COWS and the soft trilling
OF birds seeking their nests; the holy
calm Of nature soothed even the unrest
| of wavering heart and hushed into
silence the promptings of ambition.
Everything living is going home, .
said the girl very gently. LET us 20
too. See, the sun is nearly gone .
Il am only waiting for my answer, .
he reminded her.
DO you know, Frank, that you have
asked me to renounce the hope Of life
time? I have struggled SO for a higher
education. . There was a wistful into
nation in her voice that love INTERPRETED
u = 1.