New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1903-10-21

to him.
my Dear Stan,' it started and the
reader was a trife cheerful, and said
that wasn't half bad. II have no time
to tell you how foolish you have been
all along even had I the inclination
to do so.
ST have been busy shopping all
week; gowns, hats, boots, gloves and
other lingerie, until my mind knows
nothing else save shops and the dull,
giggling clerks to be found there's
81 presume you don't know that
Miss Dorothy Seaton is to be married
soon so will tell you all about it as
briefly as possible. Rather sudden did
hear you say? Well, yes. A girl,
though, ought to have all the avail
able time possible, to tell about such
a thing as her wedding, but I just
can't go into detail The Mcclellan
sails at once and I must hasten to get
this in the mail.
eyes, Dorothy's done gone done it,
as the gallery boys say, and she's
going to be married real soon so you
see how utterly true your jealous
suspicious and misgivings were? The
great big boy she is going to marry
is such baby that he has tantalized
her to death of late until there is no
pleasure in balls or dinners, recep-
tions or theater parties any more,
and Dodo's decided to give up the
ghost, settle down to business and
make her prosecutor happy. I>feel if
she doesn't he'll lose his mind.
Eyes, mamma and I talked it over
when we heard, while sojourning in
Washington, that you were to get
the Berlin detail after your tour over
there. The congressman told us YOU
would likely go direct to your new
post from Manila. 1t was then that
decided pretty quick to come on the
first transport following the McClel-
Ian. Won't that be brave and
really romantic, Stan? A little
grille travelling away over there and
only to marry a captain in the army!
But then we will have established
precedent for, others who may be
in the same boat, Ell?
Good bye, dearie, it's almost one
now. Don't let a googoo man get
you before [ come; cheer up, dear
boy, cherries are ripe and I'm yours.
DOROTHY"
Up. s.-Moral: Mamma says where
there's so much petty jealousy there
must be real love. I think so too.
Mizpah. "DODE."
Murray's eyes dilated with a new
triumph, his lips opened in broad
smile OF satisfaction, then he slapped
his knee and whistled in surprise.
How changeful was fate.
The very letter in which he ex-
pected good news brought disappoint-
ment, while the one which was to
terminate forever his intercourse
with the one person he truly loved
bliss and contentment.
The captain arose from his chair
and folded the letter from Cuba,
placed it carefully away in his desk,
although he felt assured that there
was no likelihood of breach of
promise suit resulting therefrom.
He had resolved, on the contrary, to
show this letter to Dorothy when she
arrived with an explanation as to
how it happened to be written. How
Dorothy would chide him in her
fascinating way. She might even
want to send notices of their mar
riage to his former sweetheart just
as a measure of retribution for the
saucy, though entirely just, rebukes
the senorita had written in response
to the captains overtures.
Capt. Murray walked briskly and
with light step to his quarters on the
hill near by. It was growing dusk
and the glaring tropical sun sink
ing in the west brought the tall,
gaunt looking palms into prominent
relief against the horizon. The cara
bao in neighboring paddle fed lazily
as the big black crows .strutted up
and down the backs of the animals
cawing generously in their greed for
the food obtainable there. Natives
were hurrying by on, their fieet~foot-,
ed ponies laden with wealthy
catches of fish to be dispensed in the
town market, and quartette of
soldiers in the barracks hard by
were singing love ditty in rhapso-
die melody.
All nature never seemed so grand;
everything appeared in harmony
with the captains feelings. Even the
tiny chameleons scampered about
seemingly more lively than usual in
honor of the commentaries fortune.
There was nothing in truth to mar
the enchantment of the occasion
save the alternate chanting of
padre and his congregation as they
went through mass in the church.
That sounded weird and unwelcome
and the captain hurried on.
The little bamboo cottage on the
hill, = surrounded with graceful
palms and sweet-scented shrubbery,
never seemed more cosy and cheer
ful as it did that evening when the
lone tenant entered. There was al
ready hint of feminine presence,
vet Dorothy had scarcely sailed from