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

Eleanor G. Hayden in CornhiIl Magazine.
Emily Jane was the acknowledged belle
OF the village; that being the case it was
the more surprising that she should take
up with Emmanuel Welsh, or Manu-
well as ne was commonly called. He GER
tainly was not preposseSsing, judging by
mere eXternals; but in The circle of which
I Write-the circus bucCicus!-nO woman
is too ugly nor as regards her morals,
too frail, no man too ill-cOnditiOned or
'drunketting, to find q mate. Not how
ever, that poor Nanny was either the one
or the other of these last being simply
a red-haired, freclzed young ploughman,
with a certain logged honesty about
him, that atOned in the eyes of some peO-
ple-Imly Jare presumably among the
number-for the lack of more brilliant
qualities.
The maiden had coquetted with several
SWANS before her WaVering fancy made
its final choice; and there were not want
ing ill-natUred folk who said that they
did Wunner as she Gidn | look bit
'igher while she wur about it than that
grit, Ock' erd chap, as couldn't pass the
time O. day, e Wur that shy It all be-
gan in church, where Nanny sat one
side of the narrow aisle, at the outside OF
the pew among the men, and Emily Jane
the other, also at the outside but among
the women; for the good old custom of
atiug the sexes obtained in this part
Of the world, along with the black gown
In the pulpit and the clerk in the re-
sporses. One Sunday favorfte hymn
was given out, and Nanny found TO his
great distress that he had forgotten
his book; his pretty neighbor, missing
the sound of his lusty voice, good
naturally handed across her own hymn
book and from that moment his fate was
Ec-e1. When next they met he ventured
tC remark, with many bushes, that it
L. ,NN1y+ IA
eyes upon her all through the sermon in
stead Of aoing to sleep; finally he screwed
u: courage to the sticking point, and
asked whether she would walk out with
hrl on Sunday afternoons. This, as
every enc knows, if not quite equal to a
definite proposal, is the front door to the
same. Emily Jane, gratifed by his Sile Mt
alteration, that was essentially different
from the coarse Aattery of her other al
mirers, readily consented, and the two
gradually slipped from 'walRin' out to
keepin' company according to the ap-
proved procedure of rustic courtship.
Spring and summer glided happily away
for the lovers, but towards the autumn q
change came Ger the spirit of this placid
dream and this was how the mischief
was wrought
A mile or so from the village there runs
4 range of chalk, downs, whose gentle
slopes, shallow valleys, and grassy plains
afford excellent facilities for cavalry
mareuVers. The war Office becoming at
last by some means or other aware Of
these facilities, it happened one bright
morning early in September that the
partridges were awakened, not by the
popping of guns, but by what was to
them a far lesser eVil-the thunder of
artillery. Along the Queens highway
sreamed regiment after regiment in
seemingly endless Observation-Disclosures
dragons, whose tall BUSHES lent such
Eerceness to their eyes; saucy hussars
on their lean, Wiry horses; proud lancCrs
sitting bolt upright in the saddle, as i'm
movable as the weapon at their side
gorgeous horse artineryrnen urging the
guns forward, while al the earth trem
bled,and the villagers stood agape with
wonder, and onined that them girt, sal
lopin canous nd shuckit our houseT
about our years, if they wur to come this
waay many times, zee knaw'
Body an sowIn remarked one old mar
to his crony: body an sowl, wot a sigh
on EN- Their me! an folks SEE as ther' be-
hundreds an hun dreds moor over them
in Turin parts, long @ the black men,
so I've a-yeard- Lor' -a-massy, tt
think as all them fine young fellers is
made, as You med saay, fur nothink bu-
to be shot at an kilt; not but wot they
looks Jolly enough now-their trubblc-s
afOor EN-, poOcT chaps. I 'udn't a-hin Z
sojer, no not if you'd paved ma ever so.
The house where Emily Jane lived witt
her parents-a pretty, yellow-wasned cot.
tage, lined out with black beams and GOV.
cred with roses-lay close to the high
road at the end Of the village, lad exact.
" opposite the wayside inn. AS she STOOD
IN the garden among the late blooming
flowers, herself the fairest blossom there
many look was cast at her from lance,
and hussar, many a martial bosom
swelled with admiration foc the self