Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1882-07-13
RESTORED TO REASON.

man and woman, and a girl OF about
eighteen. Though the moon had beer
up two hours they yet trudged on
weary-footed; needless, except the girl
of the beauties around them; she, oc-
casionaly lifting her head, seemed to
drink in the sweet scents floating in the
air.
Hating, and raising her arms above
her head as for relief from the fatigue
expressing her, she said cts been a
long tramp to-day; aren't we soon 60
ing to resl?"
"Oh, you're findin' it out, are yeiY'
growled her male companion, short
and clumsily built, with an expression
resembling that of a bulldog. mo, we
shan't stop for the next two hours"
cts your own fault, you know" re-
marked the woman; nobody asked
you 20 come; you wasn't wanted
Maybe" replied the girl quietly;
''but I've got to make my living, and
thought this way would be as good as
any to turn an honest penny
Honest" growled the man scorn-
fully.
"You going 'op-pickin" put in the
woman-'you as might ride in your
carriage
"You are an IDIOT" exclaimed the
man. "a precious mistake we made
when we thought you'd be n fortin' to
up."
eyes, you did," was the answer;
then, as they reached the top of the hill
they had been toilsomely ascending,
the girl, extending her arms, uttered a
cry.
whats the matter with you now?
Are yer mad?'
"It's-it's the seal" she gasped. at
must be. How beautiful"
Her figure, full, and roundly nodded,
was slightly inclined; her red lips were
parted; her large, dark, beautiful eyes
were dilated with an expression Of rev.
erential wonder as they gazed on the
vast expanse of waters flashing beneath
the moonbeams.
"Shall we 60 near it? Shall WEI" she
asked.
mot by five miles. Come along, |
thought you was fired"
The silence which again fell on the
horses hoofs coming rapidly along a
side road. Before they were aware the
rider had dashed round the corner and
was upon them. The tramps sprang
to the hedge, but before the girl could
follow their example the horse had
struck her, and she staggered and
nearly fell.
"Can't you people keep to the right
side Of the road instead of struggling
all over it?' he had begun wnen he
beheld the lovely face of the girl. In
an instant he had sprung down to her
side.
81 am very sorry. May help your
he exclaimed, in concern.
at is nothing; am not hurt. No,
not at all; ;" she answered. 81 ought to
have got out of the way?'
"The fault was mine, but didn't
think any one would be in the lane ut
this hour"
"On'y tramps,' snarled the man;
"and a course it's nothin' for a gentle
man such as you to smash a score or
so on 'em. If you'd killed my gal, it
nd only be one less for the parish to
support"
The gentleman glanced from one to
the other, but his looks dwelt longest
on Janet. Could this girl be tramp?
Never had he seen more graceful
squire nor more charming features.
GAN can say is that am sorry" he
remarked, "and would gladly make
compensation. THERE and he tossed
y couple of half-crowns to the man,
shat will satisfy you, Isuppose." Then
he turned to Janet, and continued n a
lower, different tone: "You are very
generous; far more than | deserve. |
shank you. Ii l had hurt you l should
never have forgiven myself"
And he rode away. Janet glanced
after him. She was conscious of an
agreeable feeling. Then she turned,
attracted by the woman who was speak
mg.
"What an idiot you are, Bill, You
might have made all this blessed tramp
go for nuthin' Are you blind? Didn't
you see that 1t was the son of Mr..
Bridgnorth, whose hops we want TO
pick?'
"Was it? Whewl Never mind, old
woman, he amt likely to say anything
apout ~ dili am hNt bObs W VIC
good"
Mr.. Bill Morris was right. Not only,
had it not been for Janet, would Henry
Bridgnorth have quite forgotten the in
cident, but the harvest of hops was
plentiful that year, and pickers were in
demand.
The Morrises were instantly engaged
and soon Janet found herself at work
pulling IL, the long poles and gathering
the hops.
At first it was not easy, and hurtfu
to the fingers, but Janet was not of a
nature to give half services in anything,
and she worked with will. Besides,
she was happy.
More than once she had thought of
young Mr.. Brignorth, and wondered
if he ever visited the hop grounds, but
that was all. Not so with Harry Bridg-
north himself Janet had never been
out of his mind since he had seen her.
He told himself again and again
that he never had beheld so lovely 81
creature.
tIf / had seen hnr in n nirturp Of Al n