Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-10-06

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for them
"That's fact I'd rather-By Jove
there's fish for you, What fun this
jsw
"Poachers!" thought Miss Grancy
'1'll walk back. 1t must be neal
archery time"
But there was not much excitement
in archery that afternoon. The iaii
contestants had no audience. Presently
two carriages full of new guests rolled
up to the great porch, and Adella and
I Miss Short threw down their bows
IRVINE put q few more arrows in the
gold, MISUNDERSTANDING, and then com
menced to gather together her equip
ments.
"Why stop 50 soon, Miss Grancy p
asked Mr.. Ingraham, making his APP
pearance.
Because | am tired of it, and it is
time to dress for dinner. You know
that there has been quite an accession
of guests?"
| Eyes; the carriages passed me as |
came in the park gates. | had been
down to the village. | have friend
stopping at the hotel there"
YES" said Miss Grancy, indiffer-
emily, as they reached the rose-terrace
at the left of the old mansion, and
broke off spray of blood-colored roses
and disappeared, humming gay little
tune.
1t was unusually gay at Jerome
Lakes that night. The summer season
was fairly inaugurated. The great
dancing parlor was thrown open, IAN
terms cleaned among the shrubbery
and two musicians played delicious
music on the balcony.
IRVINE waltzed TO her hearts content
and to every mans delight. There was
not such dancer in the room.
"May / have this waltz, Miss Grancy ~
queried Ingraham, long before any one
had dreamed of saying goodnight. 81
am retiring early"
81 am sorry, but it is promised
Good night" and in moment more
she was whirling away in the arms of a
very dark young man who was 10
all appearances deeply enamored of
her.
Ingraham walked away.
"Evidently she doesn't care p he
said.
1t vas nearly twelve when the guests
separated for the night.
ooh, / wish it wasn't all Overt"
Irvine sighed, stepping out upon a
balcony that opened on the rose-terrace
and was empowered in fragrant masses
nf MT rat hn M At
gow
One by one doors closed, and little
by little the stiffness Of midnight came
on. The moon shone Whitley on the
silent park and the open rose-terrace,
with its silvery fountain and dew-laden
flowers. The soft July breeze blew the
damp ravishing odors against the girls
wistful, resolute face. The leaves whls-
pered enticingly, and the soft, sweet
voices of the night made restful music.
A servant came into the great parlor,
back Of Ervine, and put out the fam
Ing lights and closed the windows.
Leave this, just few minutes,
John" she begged smiling rs he came
to her balcony. II am going away
from here tomorrow and ] want few
minutes more of the roses and the
moonlight. | will fasten the window
and bar the shutters"
Every WELL Miss Evine," he re-
sponded, respectfully and kindly.
When he was gone the girl drew a
great char near the window and threw
herself into it, where she could see
the moonlight and the waving tree-tops,
and yet be partially screened from the
cool, dewy air. Lying there and plan
ming her future she fell asleep.
When she awakened she could not
tell how long she had been unconscious,
but there was no moon; the room was
cold and damp and black, and she was
trembling and her heart was throbbing
violently
She drew herself up and tried to
think. and then sudden faint, soft
sound brought her swiftly to her senses.
Some one was in the room--some one
had come in at the opened window,
had passed her in the darkness without
percelving her, and was cropping way
across the parlor.
She grew calm at once. 1t was a
burglar, or course, DuJ lne houoc WAS
full of people, and she had but to let
him go his way and then steal softly
after and arouse some one. He could
not do any harm, and he should not
even escape, with her on his track.
She gathered her black tulle skirts
closely around her, and guided 10y the
stealthy footsteps which sounded dis
tinct enough to her alert senses, moved
as noiselessly as spirit across the
great room.
As she approached the hall she hest
tated She had supposed that the
burglar, if he knew anything about the
house, would make directly for the but
ler's pantry, where were locked stores
of solid silver. But he was apparently
feeling for the foot Of the staircase,
Yes, he gained it and commenced
ascending Erviue followed scarcely
drawing breath lest she should be
discovered. The head of the great
staircase reached, the man CROPPED his
way along the corridor until he came to
q second corridor, where he turned.
Quick rs flash it came to IRVINE