The courier. (Lincoln, Neb.) 1894-1903, 1901-05-11
OMAHA LETTER.
Omaha, Nebr.,
Nay 8. 1901.

am looking through the most oeau-
tiful green lace veil imaginable. Nature.
liks msidens, coquettes with q more
vital spark in the spring tide. The
hundreds Of young elm leaves are still
quivsring from the last ardent glance
Of that shameless old f;rt-the sun.
The birds. deceived by the long shadows
thrown BY the hills back Of US. are hav.
ing Q world Of cosby last things TO say
before settling down aud leaving the
world ito darkness and to me-" am
again experiencing that delightful task
you % frequently make possible for me,
Of answering my last letter to you.
When I complained about it in the
hearing Of the family. mother said with
that exasperating frankness relatives
employ toward each other: Eleanor is
not at oil like you, Penelope; she prob
ably waits urtil she has something to
say" Sometimes l think mother is
rather pretty woman; but some Of her
expressions lead me to believe the fam
lily beauty has been inherited from
paws side.
Az Billy Baxter would have said: 81
got next to q very funny little episode
fsw days eince. II q melodrama we're
TO be constructed from the materials ct
band, the hero would have to be person.
ated by quite q swell young beau OF this
city. But the fearful. really pitiful
heroine must remain an unknown guam.
tity. The business house with which
this young man is connected. places
great confidence in him and frequently
sends hin out over this and adjoining
states on business requiring just the
agreeable attractions this young man
possesses. During two or three years of
THE sort of life. naturally he has come
in contact with many people and made
friends more or less. One town In par.
ticular. where the young man was an
especially desirable customer, Romeo
Tor short-was unusually free with his
gifts Of grace. He was q welcome guest
in the family. The children approved
Of him-he had bought their affections
ia the usual way, with striped candy
and peppermints. Tho wife didn't Oh.
ject to him. or at least didn't say 90.
The last time he made the the town,
- on<> a. tha o8opa nae xrsr~,
" greeted and after few minutes con.
versation, the man said heartily, Guess
we'd better hike up to the house and
zee Jen." When me house was reached.
the chatty Lost flung open the door
with stentorian call Of "Jen," but no
response. Come right along in, C.;
she's here somewherss. A second door
and second call Of "Jen" stirred q limp
bundle, which Was evidently DOING on
the lounge. "Come along here. NAV,
and go il you know who this here lie. "
The bundle was dragged up to the SEM
blance Of q limp woman. Then she
came forward with q quickly extended
hand-"Gee! il it isn't c. Romeo's
knees shook in panic. For the light in
Juliet'e eyes is q unmistakable on the
sweep OF the prairie as from vine-hung
balcony. Romeo cut his visit short as
possible and made haste to find himself
under the safe brooding wing Of Omaha.
Oh! but it isn't al the foregoing that
is % funny. Eleanor. Romeo hadn't
been homo Q week whom he came up to
zee me one evening under the influence
Of letter he had received. The letter
was probably % ingenious competition
% ever struck mortal terror to the heart
Of man, although l have not seen it yet.
Romeo was % panic stricken that he
Onye me 4 very RarbIed account of his