Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1877-08-16
Z He IL Err AID.
AN IDYL OF ZOE CREAM.
How . Girl Absorbed Countless saucsss and
Bankrrpted her Bean.


1t was the wild midnight. The
tame midnight was of watch and
had gone to bed three hours before.
A storm brooded over the eastern
Heavens. 1t was thorough bred
brood storm. Hop brewed, for il
was coming from the yeast. Hawk
eye Greek was rolling tumultously
in it's sandy bed. Bugs, probably.
Or it might have been nervousness.
A 1.-the form covered at the garden
gate. Many a manly form has been
coward at just such gates ever since
summer nights and gnats and beauty
and June bugs were invented.
He does not come she muir
INJURED softly, as she peered into the
darkness. Il cannot see him. | will
call him.
She was wrong If she couldn't
see him, she certainly would call
him with the same hand. A manly
step came scrapiug down the side
walk. 1t was Desmond.
She threw open the gate, and the
next instant he clasped in his great
strong arms twenty seven yards OF
foulard, seven dozen Breton buttons
and Pompadour panier as big as q
dog house. 1t was all his own.
'All is lost, he exclaimed, Con
stance de Belvidere, the Russians
have crossed the Balkans. We must
fly
Constance was a noble girl. She
only said, WHITTIER shall we fly 2
He wanted to fly to some lone
desert isle, but she submitted an
am endment providing that they
should fly to the ice cream saloon.
They flew.
In the saloon. where the soft light
fell upon fair women and brave men,
and the insects of a summer night
fell in The ice-cream-freeZer. They
spoke no word.
When two sentiant human beings
are engulfng spoonsful of corn
starch aud eggs and skim> milk lap
gauge is q mockery.
At length Desmond broke the
tender silence. he eaiu:
more, dearest p
She smiled and bowed her lovely
head, but spoke not a word. She
was too full for utterance.
Desmond gloomily ordered more.
And more when that was gone. And
q supplement to that. And an ex.
hibit to that.
Gloom sat enthroned upon his
brow. Constance saw it. She said:
what is it, dearest 2
lie spake not, but sighed.
A dreadful suspicion stabbed her
heart like knife.
Desmond she said, you are not
tired of me darling?'
by Heaven, no. he SAID, and then
he looked (and thought) unutterable
th ings.
Her brow lighted up with ray
of celestial intelligence.
Il see,' she said, tapping the
empty plate with her spoon. TOO
cold. Signed, C. Morbps.'
He denied it bitterly, and babe
her remain where she was while he
settled with the man.
She, guided with the unerring in.
stinct OF her sex, peeped through
the curtains of the saloon. She saw
her Desmond holding earnest dis
cussion with the man. She saw the
man shake his head resolutely liz
answer to Desmond's pleading looks
and appealing gestures. She saw
him lock the door. take out the key,
put it in his pocket and lean up
against the do, She saw her own
Desmond draw from bis pocket and
pile up on the counter pearl-handle
pocket knife, six nicles, four green
postage stamps, watch key, two
lead pencils, memorandum book,
a theatre ticket (of the variety de:
nomination). o pocket comb, an
IVORY tooth-pick shirt stud, one
sleeve button, photograph of her.
self, package of trix, two street
car cheeks. card with a funny,
(wicked)story on it, q silk handkor-
chief and pair of gloves. And then
she knew that Desmond was bank
rupt, and when the man swept the
assets of the concern into q drawer
and opened the door she sobbed con-
vulsively: iAnd it was mine extrav-
igenee which had did this thing
They did not talk much on their
way home Once she asked him If
he was rich. and he only said:
Enormously
Such is lfe.-Barlington HaOk-
eye.