The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1886-10-08

have not seen any,
May be not, for they are not fear
fully prevalent, or / should not be here.
But once ii a while you come across an
ugly fellow. | always 60 armed my
self, /" she said, saucily, producing a
tiny, silver-mounted flask from the
depths of capacious pocket 1t
was but glimpse of the flask he
caught, for she plunged it back impa-
tiently, as if she resented the impulse
of familiarity.
" If you willfollow me-" she said,
shortly.
With all my heart. l love the
woods, but began to feel should never
get out of this. ] have been wandering
about, seeking a path which / could
follow anywhere for six mortal hours.
''It's easy enough when you know
the way"
"Ah, but every one isn't dryad.
"No. I'm especially engaged for the
summer in that capacity" she said,
airiiy acknowledging his meaning.
"When I'm at home,' she continued,
thinking previous confidence called for
q like return, PPM Miss Amy Desart,
of = well, every thing in general.
We're nomads."
I'm most happy, Miss Desart," he
began in the stiff manner some people
adopt when acknowledging an intro
duction, "to find in you an angel UNI
awares," he concluded with regained
ease. "And-and," he went on mis-
chievously, II think was bitten by
rattlesnake some time this morning"
She turned in alarm and met his
eyes, in which he could not repress a
twinkle
"Why, you said you hadn't seen
any,"
II didn't see one, but I'm sure [
must have heard good many, and
one could easily bite me and / not pay
much attention to it, you know, in my
perpleXity."
She regarded him carefully, felt sure
that he was gentleman, and saw be-
sides the mischief in his eyes a great
exhaustion.
Il came off at four this morning,
without any breakfast" and one could
see his WEAKNESS was real. "You
know" he added, excusing himself,
Il expected to be back at the hotel by
six with deer for breakfast"
" You are staying at F--?' she
asked. F. was village on the
line of the railway, about a mile dis
tant.
81 have been there for the last
week, but intend to return to the city
tomorrow. | suppose you can show
me the way to F--?''
"Oh, yes. You must have been
very faint, We are nearly to the path;
and Miss Desart's compliments, and
will Mr. John Westwood deign to par
take of an informal lunch at Hepsi-
damp"
Mr.. John Westwood accepts with
due informality, not to say that he
jumps at the chance. But where and
what in the name of the redWoods is
Hepsidam?"
" Hepsidam-as the name signifies
is "a place in the Wilderness, rented
during the summer months to campers
for small stipend. We have been
down every summer for three years.
But here we are"
He stepped out on the path and
stood beside her. How fragant and
cool the woods were. The broad,
leafy path made one sigh with pity for
those who were bound to tread the
sitting streets OF the city. They soon
reached the cottage, which was not far
from where they struck the path. It
was an idyllic repast that awaited
them. Mrs Desart was as lovely and
cordial as her daughter, and Mr..
Desart was full of bonhommie and I'M
concealed delight, at meeting any one
so recently from the city.
81 wish had had the good luck to
lose myself in tins vicinity week
ago." said Westwood, regretfully, as
he was taking his departure, consider
ably later in the afternoon
''Well, you can find your way here
easily now, and we shall be glad to see
you at any time,'' said paterfamilias,
cordially.
''Thank you for your kindness, but
my vacation ends tomorrow" he
sighed.
They all joined him on his walk
hotelWard, to make sure of his taking
the right turns and angles which were
to take him to F., and it seemed to
him that Amy was even more beauti-
full in the tender twilight than before.
They parted from him as warmly as
from an old friend, with cordial hand
shakes all around, and Mr.. Desart told
him to run down any Sunday when he
wanted q breath of the redwoods-an
invitation cordially seconded by Mrs.
Desart, and shyly by Amy. They stood
and watched him till he reached
bend in the road, where he turned and
waved his handkerchief, at which
three handkerchiefs fluttered in re-
Spouse, then the bend in the road hid
him from sight. They turned back on
the path with rather a lonesome feel
ing, for this bright young fellow, whom
they had not known dozen hours be-
fore, had proved such Jolly comrade
for the few hours of their acquaintance
that they honestly regretted his depart
ure. And though they would have dis
claimed Indignantly, and with truth,
GU ohSSCoulOll liitO lAStQ
ennui before his appearance, still they
began to look forward to the possible
Sunday when he would come again
They might have had visitors in album
dance, of course. But though not by
any means selfish people, they were
still not gregarious to any extent.
Their unsocial instincts were prob
ably due to their fondness for travel
ing, and the ease with which they had
always been able to crafty that fond
ness. Amy, in fact, could hardly h ave
told which was her own country She
was as familiar with France and Ger
many as America, and Scotland she
has always loved. But since they had
discovered the redwoods of California,
she was inspired by their grandeur to
quite a strong patriotism, for, though
cosmopolitan bred, she was California
born.
The next Sunday John Westwood
could hardly conquer his desire to visit
his new friends But he felt that it
would be better taste to let one Sunday