The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1895-03-07
ling it. You'll have to see her at the

doing it. You'll have to see her at the
station"
The private row was quickly and
quietly over. When the last word had
been spoken, the self-invited guest beg
ged ten minutes to write letter, and
then she pronounced herself ready for
Stewards escort to the station. Sorry
you are obliged to go, Miss Bagge,"
said Stewart politely.
Its an important engagement" said
Miss Bagge, trembling, "or I should
have staid. Goodby, dear. Mrs Stew
art 1 dare say we shall meet again
SOOn'
Now an odd thing happened. AS
Stewart handed his charge into the
boat a letter fell from her pocket on
the deck of the Gadtly. Mrs. Stewart,
| in her usual good temper, now that her
| husbands old admirer was departing
called to her as soon as she noticed the
letter but Miss Bagge paid no atten-
ton. 1t almost seemed that she did
not want to hear. When Mrs. Stewart
picked it up and saw that 1t was ad-
dressed to Henry Stewart, Esq, and
marked ''private and confidential" she
opened it without a moments hesita-
ton:
MY Dearest Henry-It Is so sweet
to be near you again. Just as the wind
| signs for the sea shore, so (o L sigh for
you. Can you imagine what you are
and ever have been to me? You are,
indeed, my king. and you know l am
your willing slave. Yours faithfully,
constance Bngge."
Young Mrs. Stewart sank down on a
low deck chair and gasped and looked
| across at the two.
Well" she said NOW this is fear
full"
There would be a good half hour be-
fore Henry returned, and in that good
| half hour 1t was necessary to decide
| what was to be done What was quite
| clear was that the creature must have
! had some encouragement TO induce her
to write such Il letter, and
why, she is taking his ARM she
cried.
Indeed. Miss Constance Baggo was
resting her hand on the arm of Mrs.
Stewards husband. Henry was carry
ing her banjo, and, locking back, laugh
ingly waved it at his wife.
Does this mean," asked Mrs. Stew
art. distractedly, that they will never
come back?'
The letter seemed to explain his
slight Indifference in agreeing to the
lady's dismissal. 1t explained also
why, when Miss Bagga had that morn
ing made her unexpected appearance
! on the bank. hailing the boy With a
! shril Hi" Henry had only laughed
very much.
Mrs. Stewart summoned the boy.
Yes, mem, there is a trine up liter
than this. 1t leaves Thames Ditton at
Ills and you get to good cid Waterloo
at about 10 TO II. And I wish to
Gawd," added the boy, piousiy, that
I was there nah. This place Is lump
too quiet for me-
That would give half an hour to
speak her mind to Henry Gf he did
come back, just half an hour to ex-
tract from him a confession and then
rush for the last train up. At Water
loo she could take cab to Uncle
Georges, and if Uncle George couldn't
see her through, why, nobody could.
Uncle George was an agent general.
He was stern man and treated every
body as severely as though they were
his fellow cOuntrymen.
The white-fanneled figure came back
to the river side.
''He has managed to say goodbye.
then" said Mrs. Stewart fiercely. Il
should like to have seen the parting"
Henry came on board and went
straight to her, and with the assur-
ance of new husbands, kissed her neck
She's an impossible creature" said
Stewart. He sat down beside his wife
| and took an evening paper from his
pocket. II believe she took the extra
away with her. I've had to buy an
other"
There was something in little Mrs.
Stewards throat that prevented her
for the moment from starting her lcct-
ure.
"She wasn't so bad, you KNOW" he
went on, lin the old days. or course
! I was a mere youth then. But now
she's too terrible for words. I sup
pose if girls don't get married they get
warped and changed"
Il want to speak to you, Henry"
she said steadily
ooh, bother that boy!' he exclaimed.
eve must get rid of him, dear. He's
a nuisance,
ut wasn't about the boy
"Not the boy? Well, then Hello!
Here's 4 funny case"
She went on very quietly.
II want to speak to you seriously,
Henry, about a matter that has, by
accident come to my notice. I don't
want to seem to bother too much about
it, and l suppose if I were as free as
some women are l shouldn't mind it
in the least. But my mind is quite
| made up"
He was not listening, but her head
was averted, and she went on.
Il have left the keys in the bedroom.
and my account book is totaled up to
date, with the exception Of the bill
that came in to-day. There is no rea-
son why we should have any high
words"
II beg your pardon, dear. haven't
| heard word you were saying"
He had found the news page in the
evening paper, and was reading with
much interest a diverting breach of
promise case.
Il was only saying" and she raised
her voice to a pitch of distinctness,
! that
look here; here's an idiotic letter
the girl writes to the fellow
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