The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1871-06-15

you suppose MIN 10 uaNc SOLlle knowledge
Of the minerals of this place ?"
For that only, know nothing what
ever about him; and, on the whole, |
wish had never heard of him. Adrian
was little displeased by her words and
manner.
The girl looked for a moment fxedly
into Adrian's face. The gaze EN- barassed
him little, but he met it quietly and
frankly, only wondering in his own mind
what it meant. Then She said:
You seem man of truth and honor,
sir, and you are an American You have
no sinister motive in trying tofnd out my
father?"
Your father--I never knew
Yes, it must be my father there is M
one else in all this part of the country
who could have been meant by tbs de
scription given to you. But it surprised
me to find any one seeking him here My
father has come here for solitude. You
have no motite-no unfriendly motive
in seeking him ?"
These last words were spoken In a
pleading, pathetic tone, quite different
from that in which the girl hadprevious-
ly spoken.
None whatever-I give my honor /
don't ask his name aud as he wishes for
sotltHde, L shall, OF course, not iutrudc
upon him."
ooh, don't mean that he wished for
absolute and perpetuated solitude; only
he does not wish to be found out and Wis
tied by his own countrymen. You, an
American, know he will be delighted to
see; and anything he knows of the min
erals OF these regions it will give him
pleasure to tell you. AS you have come
so lar, you shall not return without seeing
him. Come into the boat; send the carl
ole round. Oh, you must come I will
not be refused. You shan't 60 back to
America and tell stories of the savage in
hospitality Of Norway
Our American was only too delighted.
The girl gave some directions to the
hardy Norseman in his own tongue, and
he drove away. Then Adrian got into
] the boat and took the oars, ready to row
whittier she directed him. A pleasant
row across the lake brought them to a
creek that looked dark in the shadow of
the huge oVerhanging rocks. While cross
ing. Adrian and the girl had been chat
ting pleasantly, and almost as If they were
old acqualntances. They talked chiefly
OF America. about which she seemed to
know good deal, although she had new.
er been there, and of which she was anx.
ious to know yet more.
They ran ashore and safely beached the
light boat. Then they mounted steep
and craggy path, and plunged into pine
wood. Deep in the wood, and approach
ed by tolerably broad and we'll marked
path, there WAS large opening, looking
J wonderfully bright and sunny by contras
with the darkness of the wood and il
the opening was a pretty cottage, with
garden round it.
This is our home" said the girl anc
y here is my father"
A tall, stately, noble looking man, will
white hair, and large beard, which wa
81 still dark, came out 30 meet them. Til
2 girl ran toward him. and the two talked
together for few moments; then thu
father came over and welcomed Adrian
/ in manner that was at once friendly an(
J courtly.
, Adrian told his story over again, am
/. the elder man listened and smiled The
f they had luncheon in the cottage-col(
] meat and bread and honey, and corr
s brandy for the two men ;land after lunch
con the father took Adrian for randi
: in the woods; and Adrian found that hi
f host was man Of wide and varied xnowl
e edge, and that he was dw courGnt even o
0 the latest political and social events i
America. The host insisted that Adria.
$ should stay that night at the cottage, an'
s Adrian was only too glad to stay an
the daughter sang to him ami talked wit
q him, and the evening passed away de
;, lightfully. Next day Adrian rowed he
q on the lake before breakfast; and, late
: on, her father began to give him some in
formation about the mines Of the place
: and it seemed that the information woult
hardly be of much use unless it was sup
! plemented by inspections of this or tina
q neighboring spot. And so our America
: remained another day, and another an,
said to himself that he never befor
p had met so delightful companion a
: the father, and that he had never beer
( so happy in all his life.
G. He was in Arcadia. The exquisite sim
plicity of the existence this father AM
: daughter seemed to make for themselve
reminded him touchingly of some poo
. New England household associated will
1 the memories of his boyhood. He die
}. not know, he did not ask, the name O
! his host and hostess, except that tht
!. father called his daughter "Adella.
: He could easily see that there was sons
r sort of painful mystery about their self
VI exclusion from English life; but h,
! wanted to know nothing more than h
t saw. No true heart could fail to appre
b ciate this father and daughter. IF eve
e truth and honor and purity were stamped
, on human faces and expressed in human
( tones, the faces and the voices of thi
! pair made them manifest.