Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1878-04-03
! don't think there will be any more
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There led as above mentioned, only
one pathway up to the Husaby grazing
grounds, but one who dared, might get
up there, though he did not 60 the beat
en- way. By rowing round small land
slip and mooring at the foot of the cliff,
one might get up, though the wall was
steep that it had seldom been trodden by
the goat, who else is not very particular
about her way.
Saturday came and Tore was out doors
the whole day. Never was such day
The sun played, SO the woods danced,
and every now and then some one sang
and called upon the cliff. He sat in front
of the door when dusk came and dewy
mist crept upward along the hills. He
looked toward the cliff; all was quiet
there. He looked toward Husaby farm,
and then he jumped into the boat and
rOwed around the slip.
Upon the cliff, before the hut, sat As
laugh, her days work done. The
thought that since Tore could not
come, all the more would other people
come, and she let loose the dog and
strolled away. She sat where she could
look down into the valley, but there
stood the mist and somehow she did
not like either to look down there just
now. Then she moved away and with
out any more thought she came and
sat on the opposite side of the cliff,
where she could look down over the
ford. There came peace to her from
the long view of the water.
While she was sitting there she
thought she should like to sing, and she
chose song with long notes and a
burden, which foated far away into the
calm evening. She found that she
liked to hear herself sing, and when
she came to the end of the first verse,
she began the second with louder voice.
But when she had sung that verse it
seemed to her as if somebody was
answering from far below. "Dear me,
what can that beY" she thought, stepped
out on the uttermost ledge, and threw
her arms around tall birch tree which
stood there and trembled over the
abyss. She looked downward but she
saw nothing. The ford lay quietly
asleep; not a bird was stirring. She
sat down again and took up her song.
but this time somebody answered with
the same tune and much nearer. As
laugh sprang up and leaned once more
over the ledge. Then she saw boat
moored at the foot of the cliff, but so
far below that it looked like nut shell.
She drew the eyes upward and caught
sight of red cap climbing the naked
wall. "Who can that be?' she asked,
and made long leap backward. She
dared not answer for she knew full we'll
who it was. She threw herself down
on the green sward and took hold of
the grass with both her hands, as if it
were she who must not miss the grasp.
The roots loosened; she shrieked,
thrust her hands into the sod and
prayed to God Almighty to help him.
Then she felt that this was truly to try
God, and could net be expected to be
granted. "But only this time" she
burst out, "help him, Oh only this
one time!" She clasped the dog as if
it were Tore she would hold fast, rolled
with it over the green sward, and
thought that these minutes would never
come to an end.
But suddenly the dog sprang up,
started toward the ledge, wagged his
tail, and barked; turned back to AS.
laugh, jumped with his fore-paws into
her lap and barked; twisted round
again and barked with frantic restless
ness, while red cap rose above the
ledge, and Tore leaped to her bosom.
There he lay for a.whole minute.
Neither of them spoke, and when they
began to talk there was not much wit
in what they said.
But old Junt, when he heard about it
said word that was not unwitty. He
threw his fist down on the table. and
Numbered through the room, "There
is might in that boy, and the girl
shall be s."-N. Y. Times.
Winnie Ream's Lover.