The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1863-02-12

walk took the lead Of rough path
that plunged into the deep woods, a
short cut TO the lake. At The end of a
mile, walked with rapid step and con-
fused brain, l caught and lost the CLEAN
OF waters through the trees; five min
utes later, had left the path, deftly
slid into group of young larches, par.
TALLY parted their fealhery branches,
and saw believe at first, and for
long while--but one blaze of bloom and
beauty resting on the water a aepebble's
cast away; afterward ! saw the rest
To my right an aftermath of clover
rolled its scented masses from the edge
of the wood, skirting the lake till it
reached garden beyond this was a
low brown honse under broad beech.
Further on, ut dhe head of the lake,
caught sight of waving corn-blades
The whole view, save to the west where
a gorge opened out, was fenced with
bold mountains scaled tn their very
tops with heavy foliage. UP the east
blossomed fold upon fold of creamy
SHOW over the summit opposite my
look our, hung bit of silky salmon col.
ored cloud, shaped into crescent
against sky of milky blne; up or
though the gorge. cliffy piles of purple
were toppling down the west. The
sun still smote the mountains halfway
down their sides. / could hear the
witwall's yelling gurgle bubble ont
upon the golden air from some hidden
perch. A little bird flew over the
lake, rising and falling, and with every
rise throwing out jets of song. The
emerald waters just Tipped the white
shore with languid motion. A peb
hle's cast from me foated a boat, aud
Within it sat rover She gazed mo.
iionless at the west, one hand cIasping
the quiet oar, the other resting over the
edge of the boat and holding a spray OF
wild white orchis. A plain hat was
confined to her neck bat fallen down
behind wreath of the purple tassels
of the pyrola, which bad been twisted
round it, was broken, and the tangled
leaves and flowers partially canght IL
the ringed masses of her brown hair.
Behind her, the boats PROV was ablaze
with pile of the superb scarlet plume,
of the csrlinal flower; before her, flung
csrelessly over the boats sides, hung
fes,oons OF pure vetch and young
grapevines. Her face-I had heard OF
The beautiful Madonna di Son Sisto, |
had dreamed Of
"All the spirit deeply dawning in the dark Of
hazel eyes,"
hut at this moment all the madonnas
in the world wee worthless to me. Ths
sweet. sad calm "f that fair face, where
The soul seemed fnaiing forth to the
setting sun, has never been caught even
by Raphael.
/ cannot tell how long ! looked; the
sky was darkening, when the oars were
taken mp and with gentle dips the boat
brought tn its mooring, the freight Of
flowers taken out, aud Maggie Inelc-
for | knew it was she,-shut the door
II the brown house behind her. When
| came TO my senses, something was
knocking so hard against my ribs, tha,
at frs, ] thought whole regiment of
cartridges must he drumming near bv.
stumbled my way back tn little farm
house on the main road, and ther,.
found lodgings for the night. I don't
think / slept.
l have a wan recollection of return
ing to the woods i'm the morning witt
some idea of hunting. A man and .
| IL, Al. 4.
was afternoon and had Jagged behind
when heard the bay of dogs that told
of game started. Aruse offlying hoof,
came near me, raised my rife and
wounded the bounding buck in his side;
he turned, sprang upon ME, and / re:
member falling over a prone log. Con
seriousness came back at the words
| "Carry him to Ingle's-he's badl,
hurt"
They bore me by those very larches,
through the clover, through the garden
straight into the house. A low voic.
said, hurrriedly. This way," and
swonned again, though think not from
pain.
"Well, need / tell you the rest p
They cured me, at Mr.. Ingle's, of some
ugly bruises-ihat buck struck me
sharply with his hoofs before the dogs
brought him down-and when / 90,
better, somebody nsed to row over III.
lake at sunset, very gently, while la,
in the boat on soft pillows. o, ouier
waters, shimmering with green glooms
aud bubbling under curves of fiashin.
heads sliding eff the lifted oars! O.
volurtuous skies, frighted with cliffs ot
gold ah, rushing, swooning wind, flut
itering through the lash and dewy tree
tops 4; and iangle of sweet bird notes il
the throbbing air; and silent shades st
deep, so dark, from blossoming banks
and wuv:::a,.g woven green; and full
fair, rising moon, tbs grown of happ,
leves!
/ graduated the summer following
my first visit to Wabun Lake. ] have
a comfortable income, aud Maggie
Jingle has promised to marry mc in a
fey months. She has recently enjoyed
every possible facility for cnstuie, and
do not hesitate Ia say, that when she
gives me her haad, il will be the hand
of nobler aud more perfect lady than
the brilliant Guy Randolph can even
hope t0 win.
81 An old schonmastcr, who us
uaHy heard his pupils once week
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