Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1878-05-09

eyes(yet che smiled the whitley don't
you know that it is not SAFE for You
to pe ont alone at night
Dot reIinqnished the arm OF Pro.
fesso- Strathton aad walked hastily
before them.
Very headstrong and wilful' came
In broken sentences to the ear oil
Dot. She was glad to escape for q
while. Her appetite for the hard
gained bfn-bons had entirely disap.
peared. They were like so many
balls of fire to her, and she thre "
them passionately upon the floor,
where they scattered and rolled in
every direction.
Yes, be will believe everything
M lie tells him, now his own ewes
can testify to nv foolishress. He
viii think me but foolish child for
wanting the detestable candy. Cast
ing vindicitive glance at the dis
carded paper) She dearly repent.
ed for the escapade, and many 9TH
era which were duly reported to the
professor, causing Der many secret
heart-burnings
Desoiate and chill was The win +.
ter's morning that found Dot stand
ing upon the platform with her well
filled valise and bountifuIly packed
lunch basket. The last faint, rich
glow of the early sun, as it made
several ineffectusl attempts to shine.
was being rspidly blotted out by the
dark leaden snow clouds, which
drifted eastward. The low moan of
tho wind as it blew around the sharp
corners of the weather beaten wood
en- depot, sounded dismal and weird
but Dot was too much excited 20
heed the ominous signs of the wealth
er. The bell rang and the engine
putfed and Kissed as impatient to be
bounding over the shining rails. Dot
was suddenly lifted in the air and
placed in the car, whittier her valise
and basket soon followed.
L thought you might be scared
miss, and be left behind so | took
the liberty of giving you little lift.
She looked up and saw the broad
red face of the conductor, who had
rendered her the service. She threw
herself down beside one of the mar
row windows, her petite form being
almost lost within the large red
cushioned seats. The car was filled
with passengers, but among them all
there was not one familiar face. Dot
felt sense of Inconsistencies steal
over her, or she saw the fiutter of
white handkerchiefs waving a last
adieu to those who were TO be borne
away. As the train moved slowly
out Of the station the tears rushed
unbidden 10 her eyes, that no hand
was there to wave farewell to her.
She opened book and tried to read
but the unsteady motion Of the cars
made the letters run into one long
blur.
They had not proceeded many
miles when, "a the heavy clouds
which spanned the heavens
like pail had predicted early in the
morning, the white feathery flakes
began 10 fall with an uneven motion
They fell and rested against the
window near which Dot sat. She
watched them as they softly de-
seconded, until her eyes became
blinded by the intense wilderness.
She opened her book once more and
read, for she had become accustom-
ed to the movement, and was soon
lost in its contents. She forgot the
storm without, even the chatter of
a pet monkey in the corner failed TO
attract her. The hours sped on. 1t
was four o'clock in the afternoon,
but it seemed later. The storm bad
increased in its fierceness, and the
snow Jay piled against the window.
making it impossible 10 see what
was going on in the outer world.
Dot closed her book and stretched
out her arms. Her limos were numb
and stiff from the curled up position
in which she had so long been sit
ting. Her neck had become stiff as
the wind blew upon it from the wide
crevice in the window She stood
up and breathed against the glass.
The snow upon the pain, as it came
in contact with tho warmth, began
to melt. She succeeded in making
small hole through which she could
look. 1t was dreary enough pic-
ture indeed. Huge drifts met the
eye 10 every direction. The branches
of the trees bent beneath their
snowy weight and seemed to bury
themselves IN the white bank. The
fences were entirely lost to view, ana
the cars moved with a labored mo-
ton as they plowed their way along.
1t was wild uninhabitated waste of
country, There was rot even farm
house or a wayside inn to cheer the
hearts of the weary travellers moth.
ing bnt the long unbroken expanse
OF snow, which seemed to envelop
earth and heaven. Dot settled her.
self back resignedly in her seat with
q tree little sigh, and al expression
of weary anxiety rested upon the
face of sill The loud shrill whistle
from the engine as it pulled along,
seemingly in defiance of the storm,
could be heard occasionally above
the bowling wind, as it lulled only TO
gather strength for bisst more fu-
rious than the preceding one. There
were signs of uneasiness upon the
faces of the passengers, and they
looked eagerly from one to another
as the train came to q sudden halt.
Some arose from their seats and
tried TO peer out into the wniteness,
but it was looking at an impenetra-
bic wall.
Dot once more put her eye TO the
small hole, which was now covered
with thin coating of snow. Above
the intense whiteness there seemed
to rise thick black cloud of smoke
1t was not in the direction of the
engine, but it proceeded from the
rear car. She held her breath for
moment, as the Jet like clouds were
borne along and rolled in thick mass
es over each other. Excited voices
were hoard above the storm from
without. The door was suddenly