The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1894-12-27
Do you suppose there are as many In
the WilderneSS?"

laughter 1duluS 1rOku ucE cySS Is 10
the end and aim of girls to marry?
Why shouldn't I be an old maid as
we'll as another? Do you think I
shouldn't survive it? You will see. I"
She had made up her mind. Within
three days she had purchased thick
boots, a flannel suit. and rough
straw bonnet, trimmed with blue rib
bons and had gone to Lake Molechunk-
amunk. %
Her uncle was glad to see her. He
didn't live in wigwam, as she fam
cied, but in pretty little cottage,
shaded with forest trees and embow-
cred with morning glories. He did
no i'll to the queens English, like the
hunters in the dime novels, and he
provided pretty boudoir for her,
whose pink netting set gnats and flies
at defiance. ~
II think I shall be quite happy
here" said Gladys, as she sat in a
boat and read while her uncle fished.
Don't regret the New York beaux,
eh?" said her uncle. " ".
Gladys stoutly answered:
"No."
But afterward she asked herself
had she told the truth.
eff Darrell Vaudeville wishes to
marry Miss Dorrance, let him." she
thought. II shall never pursue any
man.
That very day, however, when she
returned from a ramble in the forest,
with her hat full of berries q stranger
was within.
81 am sorry to take you by Storm"
said handsome, middle-aged man,
who appeared to be what he was, q
Wall street broker. spending the
summer in the wilderness; "but my
friend has fallen over q cliff and
broken his leg, and this was the
| nearest shelter within seven miles.
Perhaps your husband will"
But he isn't my husband" said
Gladys composedly, depositing the
berries on the table; 'he's my uncle,
and if he were here he would say as
I do. that you are very welcome.
Where is your friend? I am not much
of surgeon, but"
She stopped abruptly. There, lying
on a chintz- covered lounge, his pallid
face supported by cushions, lay Darrell
Vaudeville.
Miss Garlandr' he exclaimed. 81
am very glad!"
"Mr. Mandeville" she uttered in
the same tone. II am so very sorry!
because I have drifted here, of al
places?'' he pleaded.
because you are hurt" faltered
Gladys, with tears in her eyes
II knew you were somewhere IL
this region" he said. I'm faith,
was searching for you, Gladys I di'
not expect to find you yet while, ant
thus IL thought"
He closed his eyes, and a deadl,
pallor crossed his face.
II think he has tainted" said hi
friend.
And then Unclo Paul camo in, VIII
was born a chirurgeon, and who knev
all the healing secrets Of the glen an
forest and Gladys heaved q sigh .
relief.
, A broken leg is no joke, especial
in the wilderness, where splints hav
to be manufactured out of the mos
homogeneous materials, and arnica
twelve miles away.
Mr.. Vaudeville made but slow cor
valescence, yet he did not appear
regard the detention as unpleasant
The Wall street broker went back
his business.
Il think we could easily get you
Andover," he said wistfully. "And
parlor car"
! ooh, hang your parlor cars" sal
/ the young man, impetuously. II al
! doing very we'll where am now"
"Oh," said the broker, sudde
light of comprehension irradiatin
his dull brain. ooh, in that case
, may as we'll leave you to your fat
It's the old, old story of Ulysses ar
the sirens"
=
Mrs. Temple came into the roo
where Dora and Juliet were remode
ing their white dresses for theat
10 party at the Casino one day, wi
flushed cheeks and shining eyes.
"Girls,"~ she cried, "what do y
- think? Gladys is engaged
ITO some buffalo hunter, su
- pose," said Dora. ..' .....
~ mo" said Rosie; Ito Mr.. Mand
~ Vile. He has been there for a who
&c month-at Lake Northumberland
. Juliet dropped her work.
.'Impossible!'' she cried, s'Glad
90 engaged up in that wilderness, VIII
~, Dora and are left to wither on t
49, stem down here in New York, and
80 Darrell Vaudeville, the best match
-. the season" u.s..
~ Things do turn out strangel.
~ said Mrs. Temple, reaectively.
- And Gladys, the presiding old mi
~, of the family, was the first to
married, after all.
:, GLADYS always was fortunat
L" said her two sisters
Mullot Fishing.
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