New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1894-01-17

with them peach ttree sin't there
fruitY 1j5
{. And do you imagine any young wo-
man in her senses would marry you and
live sherey cried.
Do r Well, there's no imagination
about it. There's three women have
married me and lived here. Two 81 'em's
dead and buried, and yonder stands
t'other. couldn't hear from you. I con-
cluded you was playin me q Yankee
trick; couldn't wait nohow. So 1 mar
ried Miss Susan Barnes, and If you 5 say !.
she amt Q young woman in her senses,
why, she - is. z
Why, I'll show her that's what I'll
do, said Mrs. GRANVILLE No. 3, dropping
her milk pail and rolling up her sleeves
as she came to the side of the cart.
Il begged Ben to drive me back to the
river, and hereI am-waiting to take the
first boat. I've played the fool, and I'm
punished. It's crushed all the silly ro-
nance out of me. How I'm to pay my
passage, don't know. I'll offer to do
chambermaid's work.
But this Miss Amelia Jones was not
forced to do. ole Sandy GRANVILLE came
to the front He proved to be not such
a bad lot after all. He rode up presently
on bony mustang and promptly gave
the little Yankee schoolmarm' enough
money to pay her passage back, with an
additional sum to cover the expense of
her coming. He had drawn on his cot
ton crop. He looked cast down and
sheepish. He explained to his friends in
this wise:
I was a fool-a doggone fool. but |
meant it all honest. put kind of rose
color over things in that advertisement
It's the way you do in the papers, so that
young postmaster said. He put me up
to It. lie wrote the all and the letters
l really spected to marry her, but I'd
give my promise to Susan in a kinder
Joky way, and she held me to it. I didn't
hear from t'other one. Bayou was up
and critters all in the plow, and l amt
been to the postoffice in full six weeks,
I'm awful sorry to disappint the girl,
but, Lor' sakes! she never would "a suited.
Nice lookin-a fair daisy-but Susan
could jes' go all around her dom house
work, let lone takin hand in the crop,
IN the press of chopin out or cotton
pickin.'"
Miss Jones did not return to New York
at once. She remained in the neighbor-
hood several weeks, Hospitality entertain
ed by old Captain Stewart, a war vet
eran, and his wife. She very nearly de-
clded to become the governess of the
captains little granddaughter and cast
her lot with the "big hearted southern
ers," as she called us, in spite of her ex-
perlences with the eccentric widower Of
Bayou St. Lucas.
But one day there came to her a letter
with New York postmark. On seeing
the handwriting, Amelia turned first
pale, then rosy red. It was from the
recreant lover, and he asked to be for
given and taken back.
Womanlike, she was ready to forget
her wrongs. She took leave of the friends
she had made under such queer circum-
stances and returned to her northern
home. A month later she wrote to Mrs,
Stewart: " - 81 #'.3:: -s'a.s..s1z @..,E -~~
Congratulate me, good friends. lam
married to Jack and happy as queen.
Tell this, please. to Mr.. Alexander Ora
ville. He may suffer some lingering re.
morse for disappointing me, and I bear
him not bit of i'll will. MARY E. Bry-
an in Atlanta Constitution.