The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-08-09

| chiefly In the uncle of the lady, a right
reverend presiding over bishopric not
thousand miles from New York, and
| in the attitude he will assume toward
| her contemplated remarriage. At the
last Episcopal convention this cody
and well-learned gentleman was a We
| hement supporter of the proposed
canon to prohibit absolutely the mar
| riage of divorced persons; and though
he stoutly championed his bewitchine
| niece through the infelicities that
! eventuated in South Dakota, on dit
| that he is highly wrought up over her
present intentions, and has signifed
| Enthusiastically his severest disapproval
However, nous verrons &c que nous
| verrons'
"But, Mutterchen, that's only one of
those absurd, vulgar things that
wretched paper is always printing. I
could write dozens of them myself.
Tom Banning says they keep one man
writing them all the time out of his
own imagination, and then they put
them in like raisins in cake
But, my dear, I'm quite sure this
is authentic. I know from Fidelia
| Oldaker that the bishop began to cut
up about it to Florence, and Florence
dehed him. That ancient theory that
most gossip is without truth was ex-
ploded long ago. AS a matter of fact
| most gossip, at least about the people
we know, doesn't do half justice to the
facts. But, really, I can't see why he
fancied Florence Akemit I should
| have thought he'd want some one bit
less futtery."
Il dare say you're right, about the
gossip, I mean-' Miss Milbrey re-
marked when she had finished her tea
| and refused the cakes. II remember,
now, one day when we met at her
| place, and he seemed so much at hore
there. Of course, it must be so. How
stupid of me to doubt it! Now must
run. Good-by, you old DEAR and be
good to the cold.''
LET me know what you do
Indeed shall; you shall be the
first one to know. My mind is really
| you KNOW, almost made uD.'
A week later Mr.. and Mrs. Horace
Mllbrey announced in the public prints
the engagement of their DAUGHTER
Avice to Mr.. Rulon Shepler.
CHAPTER XIX.
UNCLE PETER BINEs COMES TO
TOWN WITH HIS MAN.
One day in December Peter Bines. OF
Montana City, dropped in on the fam.
ily-came with his gaunt length i
limb, his kind, brown old face with
eyes sparkling shrewdly far back un
der his grizzled brows, with his rough
resonant, musical voice, the spring Of
youth in his step, ana the fresh. con
hdent strength of the big hills in his
bearing.
He brought Billy Brue with him. 9
person whose exact social status some
OF Percival friends were never able tc
NIX with any desirable certainty. Thus
Percival had presented the old man
the morning after his arrival tn ne
less a person than Herbert Defiance,
Livingston, with whom he had smoked
cigar of unusual excellence in the
cafe OF the Hightower hotel. .
If you fancy that weed, Mr.. Rines ,
said Livingston, graciously, to the old
man, i've spare couple of hundred
I'd like to let you have. The things
were sent to me, but l find them
rather stifish. If your mans about
the hotel I'll give him card to my
man, and let him fetch them.
my man?'' queried Uncle Peter
and, sighting Billy Brue at that mo-
ment, why, yes, here's my man, now
Mr.: Brue, shake hands with Mr. Liv
ingston. Billy, go up to the address
ne gives you, and get some of these
se-gars. You'll relish 'em as much as
do. Now don't talk to any stran
gers, don't get run over, and don't
lose yourself
Livingston had surrendered a wav,