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

books as they neared the terminus,
and the tall trees which surrounded
the seminary grounds appeared ia the
| distance.
1t was clear, frosty day, early in
November. The maple trees and
creeping vines were clothed ia a robe
of crimson and yellow, the color be
coming intensified as they caught the
glow OF the morning sun. The grey
walls of the seminary, with its many
spires and small, old fashioned win
dows, were more clearly defined
through the shrubbery, whose thick,
green verdure had lost it's fullness at
the touch of the early frost. A fut-
tering of dainty skirts was disdern-
able through the bars Of the high
fences as Dot pushed open the iron
gate and entered the well-kept
grounds.
1t was halt an hour before school
time, and the precious minutes were
spent in discussing all that had tran
splred since the Friday before when
the girls had last met; for Mile. Rick
er's school for young ladies was stu
ated a few miles from the metropolis.
and many of her pupils spent their
Saturdays at their own homes.
oh, Dot exclaimed a number of
excited voices, as the girls came run
nlng towards her when she appeared
In sight, Have you seen the new
professor p
Such eyes, and such voice. ex.
claimed Kate Matthews, tall br1-
nette, with gazelle-like eyes and an
abundance of dark brown hair. Such
beauty she continued, throwing up
her well shaped arms with a melo-
dramatic air, 'and the master of
snug little fortune, BESIDES she con-
cluded, catching her breath.
He has the form of an Apollo. and
his smile would melt the hardest of
adamant,' cried Susie Brant, in a
voice of rapture.
And suppose the Appollian form
is robed in loose, baggy coat, and
the lovely eyes are adorned with
pair of sky-blue spectacles, and his
hair! | suppose to ask its length
would be dangerous laughed Dot:
for her idea of a professor never
scared further than the late Felix
Smart, who had resigned his position
as instructor of the languages on ac-
count of ill-heaIth.
There was look of disgust upon
the faces of the girls, and they uttered
a prolonged 'ohn as Dot drew so for
lorn picture.
4 am almost sorry that 1t is my last
year, sighed Kate, as the group
turned their face towards the gloomy
building when the call bell sounded.
i havn't learned that horrid review
lesson pouted Dot to Susie, as they
entered the long hall i know l
shall fail on that the first thing
They ceased their chatter and took
their respective seats, folding their
hands on their laps as Mademoiselle
proceeded TO read chapter from the
Bible. She was tall, long person
with sharp, restless black eyes, and
her light HAIR was arranged in numer.
Gus putfs upon the crown of her head.
Dot had always been at swords points
with Mademoiselle who in her turn
was not backward in giving vent to
her ili.feelings upon her pupil. The
other teacher sat and listened rever-
emily as the voice rose and fell. Dots
eyes wandered to the seat which had
been occupied by Felix Smart. She
heaved little sigh as she now gazed
at the vacant chair, for she had always
been a favorite with him. His face
bad often flushed when she stood be-
fore him and ratified off the verb TO
love- making her eyes grow misty
the while. She did not bear a par
ticularly deep affection for Felix, but
there was a feeling of triumph and
satisfaction in the thought that he felt
for her something more than friend
ship; that he preferred her above the
rest. 1t might have been the reason
for Mademoiselle's GOODNESS towards
her, once suggested itself; hut the
idea was as hastily banished from her
mind.
where is the professor, that angel
of loneliness g? Dot asked in a whis-
per of Kate, who shared her seat.
There, she responded with a sup
pressed smile, and rolled her eyes in
the direction of the door. But please
don't look; he is watching us
oh! | have steeled my heart
against his charms replied Dot,
turning her head suddenly and look,
ing behind her. Her ewes expanded
twice their size as she beheld stand
ing in the doorway the stranger who
had occupied the corner of the sbus
that morning She met his calm gaze
for one brief moment and uttered a
groan as she turned and in wardly be-
moaned Felix Smart.
There was general stir in the
room when Mile finished the short
devotion. Each one Joined their re.
spective classes, and passed with
martial.like order to the recitation
rooms. Dot heartily wished that the
dead language had never been resur-
| rected when the class in Latin was
called. How her heart beat when
she recalled the conversation in the
bus Il wonder what he thinks of
me; he must hate me afready.' she
thought, regarding the new dignitsry
from beneath her long lashes.
Professor Strathton was a hand.
some man, with dark, searching ewes
and well-de6ned features. His face
was little cold, perhaps; still, there
lay beneath the surface an indescrib.
able something which, to keen OBJ
server, betrayed hidden depth of
feeling, Notwithstanding the outward
calm indifference. sWe shall be enc
mics, KNOW soliloquised Dot, as
she looked at the face before her.
There was the faintest shadow of a
smile, which lowered about the
sLapely mouth as she recited, with
great rapidity, the verb learned dur
ing her ride to the seminary. Kate
could play the part of sweet simple