The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1897-10-06
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BY E. C. KITT0N.


livery comfortable-looking power
Y ty, I must say, Georgia." said
Godfrey Martin, looking round the lit
tie room approvingly. Certainly the
dainty furniture and hangings and the
blazing fire were worthy of approval.
II quite agree with you, Geotf," an
swered Georgia, from her low chair
where she sat with her slippered feet
on the fender. AT first we found sew
eral drawbacks, but now we have got
used to making our own beds and cook
ing our own dinners we rather enjoy
life than not. OF course, there are heaps
of things that we miss, and it was pleas
anter to have servants to wait upon us
than to have woman in every morning
to do up the rooms; but we are too
busy to have leisure to pine. teach
the young ladies of the town to play the
piano, and to speak their native tongue
with accuracy; and Josie is daily COM
panion to an invalid lady-hours from
ten to eight, and holiday on Sunday.
We rather like it."
ders to the yoke!"
mo; Anna thought poverty in Eng
land very Objectionable. So she wrote
tc James that she had changed her
mind about going out to get married,
and should sail for Melbourne in the
next steamer. We wanted her to wait
for an answer from him, but she had a
more perfect faith in him than we had,
I suppose; any way, she is gone"
hao Il % la, ,o1
'Yes, and no. We have heard that the
Petrol arrived safely, but we could
hardly have letter from her till this
week. 1t is just about three months
since she sailed
Let us hope that her letter will not
bring the announcement of her mar
riage to somebody else upon the voyage.
1t would be too bad if she broke poor old
JAMES heart, and those things do hap
pen"
$50 do snowhakes in May. No, am
not going to waste much anticipatory
sympathy over Jamie's heart. l am
anxious to hear from Anna, though, and
SO is Josie. That young woman is late
tonight, and I am dying to see her sur
prise when she finds you here"
''She is due, is she?" said Godfrey,
walking to the window and pulling
aside the blind that he might look out
on the garden path, dimly lighted by
the gas lamps on the road. Does she
walk or drive? There is a cab now com
ing along"
walk, of course. We cannot afford
carriages!"
"The cab is coming here, nevertheless
Stops at the gate-somebody gets out;
it is Josie, or ANIMAL"
NONSENSE" exclaimed George,
starting up in such haste that her chair
went one way and the fire-irons anoth-
er. "Oh, Geoff, what is it? am so glad
you are here!"
Il am glad you are glad," he returned,
grimly. There you see, if it is not
Anna l am Dutchman."
"And if it is Anna it is her heart that
is broken and not Jem's," cried George,
rushing from the window to the front
door. "Oh, my poor, poor dear!" she
went on as she flung it open and caught
the newcomer in her arms. What is
it all, and how came you to be back
again?"
II am SO tired, George! cannot
TALK" answered Anna, YEARLY. 'All
my luggage is out there"
''Geoff shall see to that. Come right
in. darling. You shall rest and tell us
all the tale tomorrow"
Rest was just what the wayfarer
wanted. She drank her hot cup of tea,
and took her soup in Georges lately
vacated chair, and was after that only
too thankfully led away to bed. Her
sister undressed her and settled her