Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1898-08-25

we snail ne Ill I airs Lulec "cChS lung
err; then we go to visit some friends of
papa's at town called Lisieux. It's a
pretty place, believe. If you do come
across, you will have no excuse for not
looking us up -s~ +~ --@
The naive precision of those direc-
tions, and the subtle inducement of
Lisieux's being ''pretty place. have
decided me- l sail on the 4th of next
month, on the Columbia, land at Cher
bourg, go by rail to Paris-and re-
new my suit. For Edith's note seems
almost an invitation; certainly never
mentioned any intention of crossing
this summer-I had never had any.
1 directed Hobbs to pack up, double
quick, and, for the first time since I've
had him, he is obliged to sacrifice his
dignity to the expedition of the work.
June 4.-This morning Hobbs
aroused me at five, and we hurried over
to Hoboken. The steamer sailed at
seven, to the usual accompaniment of
good-by tears and kisses, and "write-
as-soon-as-you-get-theres.' Happily,
my sudden departure was known to
not a single friend, so I made no sham
parade of grief.
All morning I watched the water,
and exulted in the thought that every
twist of the screw brings me nearer to
| Edith.
At lunch I sat next to a delicious lit
| tie creature-blond, perfectly made
| and rather inclined to be friendly, as
these unconventional steamer friend
ships go. The thought of soon meet
| ing Edith absorbed me so that I paid
very little attention to her; but, after
q couple of hours in the smoking-room,
I actually found myself tramping the
deck in search of my table neigh Dor.
She was not visible, however; didn't
appear at dinner, either. Without a
soul to talk to these ocean trips are a
decided bore.
June 81 found her this morning.
She is Miss Mildred Hart, and she
comes from New York. She is travel
ing with her father, and they are going
to Paris, via Cherbourg. After Paris
they intend to visit some distant rela-
tives somewhere or other in France.
l scraped an acquaintance with her
father, too, late in the afternoon. He
is benevolent old fellow, with broad
views on some things. One of his most
commendable opinions is-and this
from self-made man!-that a young
man with private income commits no
crime by living on that income, with
out seeking to make himself useful to
the world at large. We shall get on
we'll together.
The greater part of the evening I
spent talking to Miss Mildred. She is
delightful. She can converse on all
subjects, from the old masters to BIZ
cycles, from Shakespeare to. the mod
ern Hoyle. I do believe that am in
serious danger. of falling head over
heels in love with her--or should be,
that is-but for Edith Ainsley.
June S.-To-day I have experienced
i series of violent shocks. The weat her
was so rough in the early part of the
right that I slept very little, and was
early on deck. For awhile was alone;
then Mildred appeared at the other
end of the promenade. She looked so
fresh and lovely and the clearing
weather made me so cheerful that
we'll, before we had been together ten
minutes 1 proposed to her! That was
the first shock.
She didn't seem displeased. She
blushed, laughed little and said that
it might be better for US to know each
ether for whole week before settling
such question:; in any case, she would
have to talk to papa. She must have
preached the subject directly after
breakfast; he was searching for me
within an hour. We had long, weary
talk. While he admitted that he really
liked me, he knew absolutely nothing
more about. my standing than l had
told him; he would have to look me
up before giving any kind of consent
He, would not, deny that his daughter
lad taken a great liking to me; but
might this not be an entirely ephem-
eral passion, one inspired only by the
circumstances surrounding it's concep-
ton, one that we would both regret
when again among our former associ-
atoms? Well, he would see me again
in the afternoon. -. # NJ
II came below with him and went to
my stateroom to change my coat and
vest. AS it happened, the garments
were. the same I wore the day we
sailed. There was thing stiff in
the: vest pocket and I thrust my hand
ii impatiently and fished out-Edith's
letter! For three days had not given
to her or to my mission in crossing one
single thought. That shock took away
my breath. ..
Late in the afternoon I again talked
to Pana Hart and found that ha ho n