The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1898-04-20

nothing in particular TO say to anyone e&-
cept an occasional Yes, ma'am,' quite
So" and "Ahem
Euphrosyne upstairs as soon as she
could Her parents seemed uncertain winch
of them ought to get out of the room and
leave the other to face the major alone
Mrs. Exton was radiant and expectant
Mr.. ExtOn was secretly preplexed. Inc
conversation was about the weather, buSl-
ness, the sermon, the crops, the coinage
for some fifteen minutes. At the end OF
that time Mr. Exton, tardily comprehend
ing his Wife's frowns at him and her press
ing invitation to the majo to stay to DIM
ner devised a clumsy prevarication to &C
count for his retreat, and got out OF the
room.
Mrs. Exton.' said the major, "Ma'am
Aher1.'
yes. major" said Mrs Exton, examin-
ing net rings.
what l hear-ahem-of certain clrcum-
stances-are uncalled for at this-this juno
ture. I'm afraid l must say good day,
maam."
After which long speech-for him-the
major bowed and left the mousse without
delay
And presently Euphrosyne came down
stairs and said in a tone of serious d1sap-
pointment, why. where's Maj jackson? l
thought you were going to make MN stay
to dinner, mamma.
DlG ne Say duJ tIluo " 1Oo'
syne?" Mrs. Exton asked. looking at her
daughter inquisitively.
mot much, mamma. But you Know
mamma, he never does say much TO any
body"
Mrs. Exton looked out of the window and
then went upstairs to take off her bonnet.
Mai jackson had been in the habit of
coming to that house at least once week
for a little music" explaining frequently
and carefully that Euphrosyne's singing
pleased him. All that week he was content
to go without any little music
But On the Friday following that Sunday
Euphrosyne had a note-by messenger-from
Mortie Trumbull, saying. If l come this
evening. will you shout out, Not at homo
from the second floor landing? NJ. I. Please
answer"
She took sheet of notepaper and wrote.
mo E. E." gave it to the messenger.
closed the door, and did her Terpsichorean
EXCISE as before. left and right
Morte Trumbull had been thinking all
the week and had wondered why Maj. Jack
son walked home from church with Miss
Exton also why he himself never enjoyed
that privilege, also why he should not His
thoughts about this matter, combined with
certain new views of Euphrosyne's per-
sona1 clarms-of which views he had not
been quite conscious before-fermented and
worked. Next, he saw a deliberate design
of the elder Extons to thwart the course
of his-what why, true love. of course.
And that was the evolution of it.
But Maj Jackson did without his little
music for another week. And Mocte
Trumbull came back that week-tWice.
A third week passed and the major
neither came to call nor accepted Mrs. Elk
tons broad hint to walk home with them
after church on Sunday. On the fourth
Sunday the major not at church at all
After that Euphroyne went and sat by
| her mother and sighed. .",
| What is the matter, daughter" her
| mother asked.
| Mamma, I'm afraid I shall be an old
| maid after all.
You dear? What do you mean?"
! Everybody seems to have given me up.
| And my birthday comes in three weeks
| Everybody. Enphrosyne? Doesn't that
| young Trumball come here three times a
| week."
Eyes, but he's only an obstacle-and a
donkey? Shall 1 tell him not to come so
| often, mammal"
Mrs. Exton looked thoughtful and after
some moments, shook her head.
| No she said. HE seems a good sort
| of young fellow. They say he's getting on.
| Why do you call him a donkey?"
! "Oh, he's all very well in away"
! Euphrosyne answered indifferently.
She was standing in the parlor that