River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1886-05-20


trcpidation:--
'Do you think She heard me?"
No replied the other audibly. "she
shows no resentment. she has not
even looked up from her book; you are
safe; She could not have heard you.
but what an angel she is.
Yes. Helen was an angel. as far as
outside beauty might merit the
encomium. She sat half-inclining on a
rustic seat. striving to smooth out the
dimples in her cheeks rs she laid her
book aside and began twining an I'M
finished wreath of wild roses.
Leaning on one white arm. the
gnarled white oak tree in the back
ground. flowers strewn around her,
pecping from her white dress, she sat
quite ut her ease, apparently uncon-
scious that two handsome young gen
tlemen were so near her.
Approaching, with a low bow, upon
which his mirror had set the seal of
faultless elegance, Frederick Lane took
the liberty of asking if the young lady
would inform him where Mr.. Irving
lived. With an innocent smile, the
beauty looked up.
Mr.. Irving, the only one in the vii
age, is my father" She said, rising in
graceful and charming manner.
The large house on high ground, half
hidden by trees and thick shrubbery,
that where we live believe it was
an academy once. that's sort of a
select school. isn't it?" with the most
natural simplicity, turning to Fred.
He replied with another graceful
bow.
Tell your father. said he, that |
shall do myself the honor to call on
him tomorrow. He viii remember
me Frederick Lane, at your service. =
Yes, sir, | will tell him for you. :"
said Helen. tucking her sleeve around
her pretty arm, and making a rather
formal courtesy. Then catchingup her
books and gathering some flowers she
hurried home.
Now. father, mother, aunt and
sis, exclaimed the merry girl, bound
iug into the room where the family
were at supper, 80 sure as YOU and
live that Mr.. Lane YOU talk 50 much
about is in the village He will call
here tomorrow-the first specimen of a
city beau (as of course he Isl. all senti-
6 .1A1 -
spot ess in dickv, Important and self
assured a. one of that class can posi-
bly be- Promise me. all of YOU, that
YOU il not lisp one word about music,
reading and writing in his presence,
because | have plan. Father will
not, know; but if you, SIS will keep
quiet and ask DO questions, | will give
YOU chat work box you have coveted so
long"
Helen, YOU are not quite respect
fal. said her father.
Forgive me, dear father and her
arms were around his neck. Il al
ways meant well. but / am thoughtless.
There, all IS right now, she said. kiss
ing him lovingly on the cheek.
Come, sis, what say YOU?
why, on that condition, I'll be as
still as mouse, but what's your rea-
Sou2"
All! that's my own business" said
Helen, dancing out Of the room.
Helen sat 1t an open window,
through which rose bushes thrust their
b.ushing buds, making both a sweet
shade and fragrance. The canary
4 4.
wild snatches of glorious music. Hell
en- was at work on long, blue stock
ings. nearly finished. and her fingers
1 flew like snow birds.
You knit most admirably; are you
fond Of it?''
Yes, quite; like it better than any
/ thing else that is can, churn.
And 10 YOU read much?' Fred 5
glance had travelled from the corners
I of his ewes to every table, shelf and cor
nor, in search of some books or papers,
/ but not book or a leaf. yellow or rare,
had repaid his search
''Oh, YES. sir; said Helen, with a
sanctiiied air.
.What books, permit me TO ask?"
Il read the Bible a good DEAL said
she, gravely.
! is that all?'
"All; of course not; and what do W
/ find in the Bible? History. poetry,
elOquence, rOmance-the most thrilling
pathos -" blushing and recollecting
I herself. she added. with a manner as
childish as it had before been dignified
I ''as for the other books, let me see; I've
+ got in my library-there's the primer,
/ Counting her iingers) School Clas,
/ Reader. Robinson Crusoe, Nursery
/ Tales, Fairy Stories. two or three ele-
ments of something, biography of some
person or other, Mothers Magazine
and King William III. There, isn't
/ that a good assoriment?'
I Fred smiled.
Perhaps | don't know as much
/ q, lfose who went to school more, she
added. as if disappointed st the mute
rejoiner, "but in making bread and
/ churning butter, and keeping house
+ | m not to be outdOne.
The young man felt more in pity than
+ in love. but MS visits did Lot always "a
4 result. lie began TO feel a magnetic at
+ traction, which he mainly attributed to
7 Helen's beauty; but the truth is hel
4 sweetness end artlessness of character,
engaging manners and disposition, had
quite won the city-bred aristOcrat. Fred
Lane There was freshness about
I everything she said or did. She per
picked as well As delighted him.
often. as he was wondering how some
{ homelv expression would be received in
good society, some beautiful sentiment
would drop ike pearls from her lips
more remarkable for originality than
T for hrilliauce.
IF | should fall into the snare,
thought he. l can educate her. 1t vii
be worth trying.
4 Ii was useless to combat his passion,
so at last he fell at Helen's feet, tigura-
lively speaking. and confessed his lovC
for her.
Il care not. Helen: only be mine,
was his invariable answer to her exela.
NATION of unworthiness.
They were married. had returned
from their wedding tour. and yet. at
the expiration of their honeymoon, Fred