Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1881-08-12


! | adore Gyp.ies and / must have my
fortune told Come, tell It me and I'll
give you a shining piece, else your word
/ belle you, and a basket of goodies to
carry away"
The Gypsy snatched away her hand.
which the girl in her excitement had
caught.
"a bit Of food rendered by you would
choke me if / tried to gulp it down /
do not want your money. You are a
rose SO environed by thorns that no
man would care to pluck and wear it
upon his bosom"
"And you are wicked old creature
-halfwoman, half-devil, who can see
no further in the future than | - ret TT
cd Maggie, her temper again in the as
cendant. "She is cheat, Eleanor;
don't trust her"
was somewhat imbued with German
mysticism, had made up her mind that
this woman, not of the earth earthly,
could tell her what the mystic future
had in store for her, so she said unhesi-
tatingly:
81 think I'll hear what she has To
say, Maggie"
You're big fool" then, irritably
exclaimed Miss France, rs she ruth
lessly stripped off some of the purple
morning glories and tossed them to the
ground.
OF course, 50 shrewd woman rs
i Myra knew whom Stanley had refer
ence to when he concOcted the plot
that was to win him wife if carried
safely out twas Maggie. But Myra had
determined to reverse the order of
things, and have her revenge ON the
tantilizing little eff for treating her SO
cavaGcrly.
''To-he-sure," She reasoned; the lit
Ito vixen must love 50 fine and rich 4
! gentleman as the one who employed
me on so unusual an Grand; but she is
not half good enough for him, and I'll
balk his plan IF winning her, if posi-
BILE. lie Is an upright, splendid man,
and sheo-meaning ElcanOr-''is a
sweet, dainty woman; and, if / can III
bring them together. In the end he'll
thank me for frustrating his scheme.
She took the delicate palm the Girl
extended, and studied the intricate lines.
4 i0a tiit ~ ~ Nlits S4stii- l3tJIAltN :
AT this the maiden avclted her face.
which rlvaled in hue the althea at her
waist
And, " merciessly went on the pre-
tended prophecies; "you will be-yes,
you actually will be-married in less
than Il years time. And To such a
grand man, with such lots Of money
that you can wear yom diamonds and
have Il new gown every day, ifyou wish
lie IS not what YOU would call tall-not
what YOU would call handsome. He
is-hut, breaking oil abruptly; what
Is this J seq Lady flashing the light
81 her black eyes en- the listening girl,
''are you cowud?'
Not III the strictest sense of the
term, Myra, tire startled maiden slow
! II replied "Why do you lsk2
Because, thus saith the oraclcl il
ynu want 10 know who IS to be your
husband, You must HE To the spot Il
few rods from here where so roads
meet -ceme together like tllc tines
i fork tonight precisely ut nine o.
I clock. There underneath the linden
which oveisisadows IN ~ no means
! srucsame spot, you viii sec him the
man who Is to 5e Your fate, who is to
guide you .tlong lifrs devious Ways.
Art thou afraid, my lassic?'
Nay, mother, | do not think So Il
/ will bc 4 bright, moonlight night
And The man who IS there viii pro
tect you from all danger that is liable
g hefall you. He Is i strong, muscu-
lar man
But hut il is bold, mwomanly aci
mother, stammCred Eleanor. Does
does my future
Husband, suggested the Gypsy, As
the girl flushed ana hesitatcd over the
word
Does he know anything Of what YOU
tell me, Myra?"
Certainly not, child,' boldly assert
ell the woman, inwardlv laughing ut
the CONSERVATION of the man, when.
instead Of wee ilihbertigihhet tall.
graceful maiden, with face like pie
tured saint, appeared before HIM.
What would he do? Would he lie
mad? Or would lie recognize the su-
pcrior merits of the girl, and gladly
submit 10 the inevitable?
If not, he is dolt," she said, rs she
descended the steps. Anyhow il is
/ his fate; he cannot avoid il. kismct.
1 II is written"
AT the appointed hour. nine o'clock,
/ Justin Stanley was stationed under the
linden, the moon shedding silverv
4 light athwart the face Of the earth and
/ falling On the grave, perplexed counte-
nance of the waiting man. lie was not
sure I'M lie had done very foolish
thing; for, after all. did he love the
needless girl wei enough 10 make her
his Wife,
/ Asthc thought fitted through his mine!
hc saw the figure of i girl III the dis
/ lance a slender. graceful figure, that
as>urcdly did not belong to the lass lie
( had purposed making his wife. Who
could il hc9 HIS amazement was over
PIONEERING when. rs III approached near
or, he saw chat il was Eleanor CARLYLE.
the lady from Brooklyn who was spend
/ ing the summer II the cauntry-seat Of
| the CastlctorS, neighhors 81 The Frances.
lie had met her frequently during the
! past month-had admired her greatly
but he idea Of falling in love With her
had never entered his head. Why was
! She there? Had she come To meet her
l itN1. Thu lut Npillan gone To the
wrong house, and had She sent the
wrong girl 70 him? Surely. surely if he
were to propose, that dainty. sweet
faced girl would never consent to be
his But he felt even now that it would
hc no difficult task to learn to love her.
He stepped out from under the
\ dropping branches Of the linden-ihis
man whom Eleanor had prayed might
I be the one to meet her there il the
moonlight and softly pronounced her
name
Miss Carlyle Am | mistaken Is
It You, or is il your wraith9"
Dressed IN white. with white bur
moose covering her golden head, she
looked not unlike m apparition--a
/ sheeted ghost.
At tine sound Of his voice. confirming
her wild hopes, Eleanor sank back all
a-tremble. Ii vast was Justin Stan
ley.
She tried hard to utter his name. but
was unable to articulate syllyhle. But
ne. growing bold, advanced nearer and
said:
Il must really see whether it is a be,
ing of flesh ami blood, or i creature
without subStancc-a shadow"
! She held ont her hand.