The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-03-05

Are you q real living belngp" asked
the voice, doubtfully. Then why do /
not see you? Come to me. j will sit
here. | will not flv."
''Tell me where ! am to come" /
said.
"Here is my garden in the arbor."
There is no arbor here, Ireturned.
"Only a rock out Of which you seem
to be speaking"
Saints protect me!' answered the
voice. "It's too awful. / dare not
stay her longer. Spirit or man, fare
we'll"
"But you will come a again." / plead
ed. "Let me hear you speak once
more. Will you not be here to-mor-
row at the same hour?"
81 dare not-but your voice sounds
as il you would do me no harm. Yes,
| will come"
Then there was an utter silence, the
mysterious speaker had gone. / re-
turned home in q state of stupid won
der, questioning myself if | had not
lost my senses and if the whole oc-
curence was not a delusion. | was
faithful to my appointment with the
| OAS Oii C1iO UNIV iIlS lIlO AIllS3 llON-
ever. Ihad waited but afewmoments,
when the soft, trembling accents broke
the silence, saying:
~ am here"
"And !, too" | answered; II am
grateful to you for coming"
81 have not slept the whole night"
Said the voice. ~ was so terrified. I
am very much afraid / am doing
wrong to come"
"Are you still afraid ofme?"
"Not exactly, but it is so strange"
"Will you tell me your manner"
81 don't know-Lenore. What is
yours?"
George" | answered, initiating her
example and giving my first name
only. "Shall we not be friends, Lee
nore?"
ooh, yes" answered the voice with
a silvery peal of laughter. Evidently
it's owner was getting over her fears.
Don't be offended, George. It's so
strange-two people who cannot see
each other, and probably nover will,
making friends"
II will solve the mystery yet, Lee
nore," / answered, land find out
where you are. Would you like to see
me in my proper person."
eyes" was the reply. 'Ishould like
to see you"
"And / would give a great deal to
see you, Lenore. You must be very
beautiful if your face is like your
voice"
"Oh, hush!" was the agitated an
swer. at is not right to speak thus"
"Why not? Do you know, Lenore,
that il this goes on Ishall end by falling
in love with you, though have never
seen you"
"Youlare very a~udacious," was the
reply. "If you were really here before
me | should punish you for it. As it
is / am going now"
row, Lenore?"
IF you will promise to be more dis
Greet, G~eorge-yes."
As may be imagined, | did not fail
to keep my engagement with my invisi-
BILE friend. For many consecutive
days these strange meetings continued.
As absurd as it may seem, the voice
was beginning to make q powerful inn
preston upon me. ! felt in it's soft
tones the manifestation of q sweet, re-
fined woman soul.
True, / had made no progress to-
wards unravelingt the mystery. Never
theless / was confident that through
some inexplicable dispensation of
Providence / had been permitted to
hold communion with a real, living,
lovely woman from an unknown dis
tance. She had not yet told me more
than her first name, and i did not
press her for more as yet. Her only
answer as to where she was, was, In
the garden" She did not seem capa-
BILE Of grasping the fact that / was not
invisibly near her and capable of see
ing her. She seemed content with
matters as they stood, and for the
present ! could do no more.
I made no one my confident as to
my daily occupation; first, because |
knew that / should be regarded as a
mailman upon my mere statement
Of the facts, and, next, because
] shrunk from having an auditor
at my mysterious conferences. Will
it be believed? ! was in love with the
invisible GRIN love with a voicel
Absurd, Of course. but am not the
first man who has fallen inlove witha
woman's voice. Besides, | was conf
dent that it was only a matter Of
time before | should see the girl in per-
son.
One day towards the end Of the
summer we had been talking ais usual,
and / had said:
ssMy stay in Italy is nearly over,
Lenore."
"Ah,' was the quick reply, "youw will
leave me, George"
mo, Lenore," | answered, mot if
you wish me to stay
How can help it, George, whether