The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1888-08-18

Faint blue vapors foatcd aboat
them; n round full moon sailed up
among the cloud ileeces ere they
moorcd the boat once more. aud left IL
among the shadows.
But 10 both young men IL seemed
that soft girlish voice was still echo
ing over the sheen of the waters. and
rising. 10 soar up affair. like "A meadow
lark in the morning.
Dollia Avery had sung for them. sit
ting in the stern, with hersmall fingers
locked fast on her knee. and her Young
face npturned To the sky. in voice so
sweet. SO clear. that one as he listened
forgot his pain, and the other forgot
10 whisper meaningless ilattery when
she finished.
Perhaps those brown eyes OF hers
saw more than they were supposed 20
see. Perhaps. ms they went from one
face to another, they read both like
printed pages.
Sandy had judged her by her simple
garb, and called her a rustic Before
the row was nj an end she had won
from him certain sort of homage.
And Fred had discovered that young
as she was, if Sandy undertook To ilirt
with her she was capable of teaching
him n lesson.
The following day they saw little OF
her until the afternoon, when tripping
ont TO them where they sat In the
orchard, and carrying "A great pitcher
OF blue delft in her hands, she told them
she was taking lemonade To the har-
vesters and graciously permitted them
10 20 with her and carry the pitcher.
They rode back on the great load OF
hay, laughing and chatting merrily,
yet no rustic shyness, no awkward self
consciousness, was visible In Dollie. A
belle of five seasons could not have
borne herself with more perfect grace
and composure
Il saw said Sandy to his friend that
night, when they were alone, I'm
losing my heart 10 her, Fred She's rs
fair rs flower. and I'm going 20 make
her Mrs. Duane. NofcllOw need blush
for such wife rs that"
"But YOU haven't won her vet. Sandy"
Fred announced. with firm com
preston of his lips. And To me she
seems also rs fair rs flower, old boy.
ask what ! give you-a fair field and
no favor"
you my riyal?r asked the exquisite.
with glance nj his fair dainty face in
n mirror near, aud half-contemptu-
Gus one az tie study-worn one of his
friend. ''Beitcr not try II, Fred; i
never failed vet to please n woman
"And have never before tried, said
Fred evenly.
But certain shadow swept his face
and touch of fire glowed in his cyesat
the low laugh which left his compan-
ions lips. followed by n whistle.
After that there was Il certain cool
ness between the two young men.
Dollic Avery had fascinated them
both. and when a month had passed
neither could say which had made any
impression ON her heart.
She was careless, cool, but civil al
ways, and lifted about the farmhouse
all day long like bird.
IL was strange, since she must be n
dependent on the Greggs. the young
men thought, that she only did some
dainty work, such rs decorating the
rooms with flowers aud gathering n
bowl of berries, while the farmers
wife did all the labor Of the farm
house.
But she made the light Of the world
TO both city-bred youths, and they
were glad she always had leisure for a
walk through the meadows. or "a row
on tho water, or chat with them on
the verandah when the sun was strong.
One evening, as they sat there, Sandy
began TO sing a little German song.
He had fine voice, and was fond of
singing.
When he had finished, Doll turned to
him with n saucy smile.
There is reply to that" she said.
"Will you listen to it?'
Before he could answer she had be-
gun il, and her accent was more pure
and perfect than his own, as she sang
her ballad in the original.
.sYou understand German, Miss
AveryPn asked Sandy, with blank ex-
preston ON his face.
Yes
Then you heard what | said of you
that first day we came hcrc2n
IL heard
'You-you are not angryg"
She laughed.
"No. I'm not angry. | was then.
but now we are rather friendly, and /
bear no malice"
''Friendly? You know that / am
not simply your fricnd!n He moved
nearer TO her. and spoke at her ear;
Il nm your loverl have learned TO
love you as | will never love again,
and you-"
SHE drew back, dimpling. smiling,
blushing like rose.
''It Is awfully good of you," she said
softly, "but of course you don't mean
il. II you did, why / would be sorry
for von. since | can only ike Won. l