Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1905-07-12
THE AMERICAN COUSIN
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/ don't like the way things are drifting
at all. This stranger. Of whom we
know nothing-this man with the com
monplace name John Jones--is going
to make q fool Of you. You know
that by arrangement with your uncle
In America you are promised 60 his
son. your cousin. who may be here ans
day to claim you. What happened last
night at the gardenY'
"WelI. father, couldn't help 1t. 1t
was this way: Mr.. Jones. and the
others were sitting quietly listening to
the music when one of party OF OIL
GERS who were drinking heavily at the
next table ogicd me and finally. rails
ing his glass. drs.nk to me. Mr. Jones,
who saw him do 1t, tossed his card on
to the table before him. then paid ne
further attention TO him. Soon after
we left the garden"
Yes, and there will be a meeting
you win be defended by this this John
Jones, and what girl can have n man
fight for her protection aud not fan
in love with hing
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sighted US? lie has been at the uni
versity all this time and has never
been to see us
Students at Bonn are not supposed
to g gaddins. They are there to
study"
Herr Fleischman stormed and cursed
the day when the Engiishinan came to
town, and his daughter went TO her
room In tears. She knew that Mr..
Jones would meet the man who had
insulted her, and she had not heard
that the former WAS expert with any
weapon. She also realized the truth of
her fathers words She had liked Mr..
Jones. but tin his life was periled in
her defense she did not know that she
loved him.
Nothing was heard Of Mr.. Jones till,
the next afternoon. when Bertha was
overjoyed 10 see him come sailing up
the street as though nothing had hap
pcned. But II was evident that some
thing had happened. for he wore his
arm In sling.
THANK heaven" exclaimed Bertha
as he Joined her, ''you are not killed.
hope you have not killed the other
mo, but he will be in bed long
enough to think over his mistake In III.
sulting Il lady
"oh. Mr. Jones. how can thank
youy'
You don't need to thank me. only
did what any gentleman would have
done under the circumstances"
DO tell ne some way by which can
show my appreciation OF your kind.
ness-the risk you have taken for me"
There Is but one way he said. low
erlng his voice. land that cannot be"
Name H." she replied. knowing what
1t was without his telling her
"Your father has told me of your
American cousin"
Bertha knew that this was declara-
ton. She lowered her eyes. ''WellY'
she said softly
two persons cannot possess the
same gem
II wish my American cousin were AT
the bottom Of the sea"
And | We're Mr. Magnify. Then we
could fight it out"
Bertha smiled. At the same time she
did not think Mr.. Jones regarded the
matter IN serious enough manner -
shall have to do as my father wishes.
she said. I'VE German maidens are
trained TO obey our parents in such
matters"
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be suited with husband:'
al"
Then see no reason for you 10 mar
~ to suit him instead OF yourself"
You talk like an American. Won
der if my cousin has such remarkable
views"
At this point Herr Fleischman en-
tered. scowling at the couple, who were
sitting quite close together on sofa.
Herr Flelschman," said Mr.. Jones.
eve have been discussing the German
and American methods of proposal for
wife. Fraulein Bertha prefers the
German, / the American. l wouldn't
consider a girl worth marrying who
would let her father choose a husband
for her"
Herr Flelschman turned red with an
ger, while Bertha looked at her wooer
astonished.
u ask for the hand of your daugh-
ter" continued Mr.. Jones. Il leave
her to choose between me on the one
hand and you and this American cousin
on the other"
Both men turned TO Bertha. She had
been captlyated by this down treading
of established rules and the defense
she had received-indeed, the sweeping
;nethods Of this novel lover, 1t was a
hard struggle with her to decide be-
tween what she considered her duty
and lover who had no respect for
established forms, but love triumphed,
and she threw her arms around the
lovers neck. Herr Fleischman was
boiling with rage.
Leave this house,