The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-11-18
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The Woo7ng Of Emily Jane

conscious little beauty But no excuse
can be pleaded for falling out when one
stecd has to do the work; the troop
er cannot allege a sore heel, as
may his comrade of the line; and
our susceptible heroes had perforce to
content themselves with Worshiplng
from afar.
The long procession had wound out of
sight, and the rustics were thinking of
returning to their ordinary avocatlons,
when few horsemen were described N
thedistance, riding leisurely- along as if
they had all yesterday and tomorrow for
today's work. They proved to be a SER
geant of hussars with his troops. Hating
outside the public house, they dismount-
ed, and while one Of their number held
the horses, the rest clanked into the bar
and demanded refreshments. A rustic
veranda wreathed with ivy, nastur-
tiums, and canariensis, ran around the
outside of the inn, and here the soldiers
flung themselves down on a bench to rest,
stretching out their long legs and spurred
boots to the sun, and surveying the world
with benignant condescension. Before
many minutes had elapsed, they were
the center of a crowd of small children,
who stood, with feet we'll apart and
hands behind their backs, and regarded
the newcomers in solemn silence. ''Loo4A
at their git SWORDS" a little girl took
courage to whisper presently to
a fair-haired boy of some five sum
mers. 'Wot's them funny lille wheels in
their boots fur, then?' ooh, them's to
scrat tother man wi when they gets
a-dghtin',' and so the low toned colloquy
went on. Rum little kids" remarked
Sergeant Chance, setting down his tank
ard and~wiping foam from his mustache,
What's your name, sOnny?" CT are
Joey, replied the aforesaid small boy.
You're joey, are you? And what is
your other name?" But 81 are Joey"
was all that could be extracted, until
holder spirit ventured to speak out:
please, sir, he be Joey Welsh; that's is
brother a-ploughin' in yon field, an that
be Erl'ly Jane athert, Their as e be
keepin' cOmpny wiz Giving us all the
family history, Ell? Where did you say
Emily Jane was? Ali" and Chance,
looking over the way, quite forgot to
wonder what the Queens English might
be for "athert Their -
The garden was ablaze with begonias,
pink crimson, and yellow; it was not
these, however, that riveted his atten-
ton. Leaning on the rustic pailing was
a girl in light cotton dress, shading her
head from the sun with a wide rhubarb
leaf. The sergeant's quick glance took
in every detail of face and form, from The
beautiful dark gray eyes with their
thick block fringe to the dainty ankle
that peeped from beneath the hem of her
Gown. tAh,' he repeated, $50 that is
Miss En- ly Jane; the chap who keeps
company with her knows a good thing
when he sees it. and so does yours truly
He took up his tankard. and with his
long sword clanking at his heels, strobe
across the road. Here's to your good
health, miss. Proud to make your &C
quaintance," he said accompanying his
words with deep draught. The girl
blushed to the roots of her hair, and he
soldier, noting with approval her becom-
ing shyness, continued calamity: MY
name is Sergeant Chase of the til Hus-
sars; you'll be coming er to the camp
one O these days, miss, and if you in
quire for me I'll show you round and
! stand you tea at our mess
Emily Jane, quite overcome by this
! politeness from a real soldier, not a
! mere volunteer who donned his uniform
! once week only, was stammering out
! a reply when a loud shout from his com
rades in the inn caused Chance to turn
his head. Far away in the distance q
! moving cloud of DIST that emitted bright
! sparkles and ASKS, was rapidly APP
! preaching. The hussar muttered an oath,
| and darted back to his troop; there was
/ short, sharp word of command and IN
/ less than a moment The whole party We're
! In the saddle and away down the DAD
! towards the camp at a smart trot A
! few minutes later a general officer, sur
! rounded by a brilliant staff. rode by in
! the same direction, anu this was the last
| the villagers saw of the troops that day
! The interview between his sweetheart
! and the dashing sergeant had not es-
! capped Manny's observation, who, as the
! children had said, happened to be at
work in neighboring field, and, like
! everyone else, had suspended his occupa-
! ton in order to watch the 'sojers GOO
! by When he presented himself at the
! GreenaWays that -vening for his accus-
toned promenade with the maiden of his
choice, he was vaguely conscious of an
underlined change in her attitude towards
him; she looked at him with critical ewes,
! and for the first time it struck her low
clumsy he appeared in comparison with
the smart, well-set-up men she had
passed in review tat morning ''Wot had
| that Their sojer chap to say tn 'ee?" in.
! quired the young oughman as, arm in
arm, they took their way along the high
! road, which at that hour deserted as il
| was, proved solitary enough for the most
| amorous pair. The beauty tossed her
| golden head. ST don't see no call to tell
! you everything as is said to me: we amt
! married yet, an pr APPS never shan't be. -
e axed zee to goo to camp an
! ha' tea wi un, cause somebdv'd
as yeard I'm telled I so. Now
LUX zee, Emily Jane, thee doesn't
goo wi'out me. I bent a-gwine to ave
that man a-coortin' my wench, so thee
! knaws'
Manny's heart was sore. and he
spoke more roughly than he otherwise
would have done. But the remembrance
OF the trim figure in well-fitting uniform
that hung over the pales in such close
proximity TO certain lilac gown, of
the dark head that bent so close above
the fatr one that the hussars bUsbv al
most brushed The girls sole cheek set
all his blood afame and stirred the twin
devils of hatred and jealousy within
him. He stuck to his word and when
! Emily Jane announced her intention of