The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-02-01
HOW TILLY GOT A HUSBAND
BY Herman Won Schulz such.

q ture van. and all the passengers foun,
themselves in a heap on tie floor. Aft
n that time they met often, and Alfre,
invited Tilly to the theaters with him
IoiioWed by suppers of beefsteak ant
onions in a small restaurant. Till,
Knew nothing better than steak witt
atHothered onions, washed down with
stem Of foaming Munich beer.
It wa useless TO try TO conceal 1t
put Tilly was not as young as she ha
peen. She was a rose which must bs
PICKED soon or 1t would begin to lost
us charm. And often she asked her,
sell: i wonder If he is going to ash
nome always busy knitting stockings
without number, was even more inter
ested In this vital question, and had
no higher wish than to become a moth
er-in-law,
But Alfred Bueren had never even
th0ugh of such a thing. He loved his
golden liberty too much. The idea of
having a wife hon he would nave to
inform of everything he did and who
would keep tab on the time of his re-
turn from the beer garden had always
seemed most dreadful to him.
And so the two had been going to-
gether for more han a year, and there
was no sign of an engagement ring on
Tilly's finger.
Then came the time of ummer vaca-
t,ohS, anu AIRED decided to spend the
three weeks allotted to him at Heer-
ihgsdorf, on the Baltic coast. 1t was
rather hard to bid Tilly goodby, hut he
lelt sure of her faithfulness. And TIllv
herself promised that she would think
or no one else-but how could she help
II mat an elegantly dressed gentleman
picked up her books which she hap
pehed to drop in the street one evening
as she was hurrytng home? or course
she had 10 thank him, and the way
was open for due acquaintance.
Fritz Mueller, as the gentleman in
iroauced himself was a widower, and
at present rather lonesome in Berlin.
as ms Old aunt who otherwise kept
mouse Tor him, vas spending the ann
mer months on Ruegen.
FRITZ often invited TiIly to n rather
p~retehtlous restaurant, where they had
lobster n old Ruedesheimer, a treat
which she had never before dared TO
cream of and the evenings fairly flew
in his company. 49,
The end of Alfred's vacation came,
one evening he arrived, tanned as an
indian at the Stettiner Banhof TilIv
received him cordially enough but hs
noticed tina her cheeks were pale and
iaer eyes had a dreaming, far-away ex-
preston. Even the usual beefsteak.
with an extra stein. did not seem to
cheer her up. Full of pity, he asked
her If there was anything the matters
with her. ~
on, no, Fritz, nothing at ALL"
He looked at her in surprise,
Why do you call ME Fritz"
Sne pushed and stammered an I'M
ineligible excuse, but after a little
While she called him Fritz once more
What the deuce do you mean?" he
cried; Who Is this Fritz? I never
She tried to find some explanation.
but nothing suggested itself.
We'll, Alfred, l will be quite honest
with you. While you were away | met
another gentleman, and he-"
And he?-asked Alfred, in a rath-
er pointed manner.
He wants to marry me-" she said,
He jumped from his seat as If he had
sat down on q tack. Waiter" he
reared, my hiii.'i
When they We're outside he gave her
2 terrible lecture, so that the poor girl
was glad when they finally parted,
rather coolly at her door.
Alfred did not sleep a vinl, tbo+
ngnf, and there seemed to be no end
o the next day in the store. In every
maze customer he imagined to see TIL
Us future husband. The very idea Of
Ter marrying somebody else was ey-
eia,i AS soon as the store was
losed he rushed out and visited every
'ath IN the park where he had talked
With Iiily, and the grinning face of the
Fritz vas everywhere be-
ore him. What should he do?
Mad plans of shooting lilly, Fritz
no then himself coursed through his
rain. But he a never had a revolt
.er In his hand and he die not like
he idea of leaving this world for am
Their which might not be more pleas
MT, SO he soon gave up his murderous
lans.
I wa anita 1afa atl~- 49,
ell at Tflly's door. She opened it her
and a faint smile played around
ne corners of her mouth when she !
aW that he was dressed in his best !,
r1nce Albert coat and shining silk
at. lnstinctively she felt hat the de- Z.
lsive m had come. !
'"Tilly," he said. almost inaudibly. I
ion't you think that you could forget
ritz and marry me instead 2" ,
With a cry she threw herself to his /!
bosom. ]
A little later. when she had nestled ]
own in his arms in the corner of the
parior, she whispered: 7
DO you know that Fritz never pro- I
osed to me? 1t was only a ruse to l
AXE you jealous. Fritz does not ex- I
t at ALL q
ooh, you little rascal!" he said. s
lreatening her with his finger, and 6
ssed her, immensely relieved. But Il
am not going to take any chances
} might come some day. Let us 60 e
your mother and ask her for her n
essfng.' a
The honest old lady was moved to r
airs of joy. So Tilly was not going d
be an old maid, after all; and as o
le gave her blessing h already made o
} her mind to begin knitting little a
ockings for coming grandchildren. e
weeks later they were mar 81
ed. n at the wedding luncheon TIL 1t
once more had lobster and Reudes. n
inner in memory of Fritz, who had Il
RS. Alfred Bueren. But this she 1
,ver told her husband.
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