Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1888-12-27

did ate, was there spending the heated term
vii III his family Newspaper correspondents
by the score, wire-pullers, deMag0gues,
81 imp speakers, ofice-seelers, together
W it'll thousands Of society people and tour
Ia Is, literally poured into the town and filled
9 very available hotel, cottage and boarding
house. So-calIed breakfasts, dinners, teas,
luncheons, picnics, balls, parties, receptions,
tennis and athletic tournaments. and what
not, were the order Of the day and occupied
each moment from morn till night
Every body lived In q tremendous rush Of
excitement and, although few persons re-
tired before the morning hours, no one
seemed to grow weary Of this continuous
whirl Of gayety.
Hundreds of beautiful women set the
place by the ears, and scores Of bellies were
always surrounded by crowds Of admirers
Thus, when September arrived and tho
giddy tl9rong departed, the universal ver-
ant was:
1.-THE gayest season on recordl'
Those who remained paused in their head
nhg career, drew breath and pulled them
SEXES together to enjoy few weeks Of tie
aptuhn's calm and gather strength for
Winters dissipation.
Jrst as quiet was beginning to reign,
popular excitement was again aroused and
popular curiosity ran wild over the sudden
&na mysterious appearance OF a young girl
whose beauty was Of the most brilliant type,
Infinitely surprising that of even the love-
liest belle of the summer.
"Who is she and whence' was the ques-
ton asked on every side
Not soul knew, for not soul had seen
her arrive, or even could tell where she
was staying. She always appeared on
horseback, accompanied by groom, and
dashed down the roads, utterly oblivious of
the open glances and Ioudly-uttered words
ai admiration that assailed her on every
side.
Like meteor she broke upon the sight,
and, like meteor, disappeared from view.
Nor was the public enabled to learn any
more about her, when it found that she was
at "Fld-Fields," Mr.. Porters handsome
country-seat which had been closed for the
two previous years during the owners alb
sence abroad. She absolutely refused to
receive callers and spoke TO no one.
The servants around the place either
knew nothing whatever with regard to
her, or else refused to divulge what they
did know. Thcs were unable to tell how
| she came to Eld-Field sail we know is,
when we walked up one morning, there she
was, horse and all, just as If she'd been here
all her lifen They knew not when, or
where she was going; her namo even for
| they called her AMadamoseley nor, in
fact, any thing at all about her.
Mr.. Bee, whose establishment was head
quarters for all sorts of articles ana nfor-
| nation, declared that she was the largest
and best-paying customer he ever had,
which was saying great deal. Mr.. Moses.
the florist, had no reason for closing his
conservatory as long as she remained at
Bar Harbor. The most costly and elegant
flowers were sent down to Eld-Fields az
least twice day From all sides came
such expressions az the following;
''She is very rich. Who is shein
| The invariable answer was II don't know.
She's mystery
Forthwith she was Dubbed The Mystery Of
Bar Hdrbor
Had her ASTON. ling history been known,
Bar Harbor would scarcely have been large
enough 20 contain its excited citizens, and
the reporters who would have rushed
sa1rther from all parts Of he country.
once made most solemn promise never
to tell this tale to any mortal being.
But something has only lately happened
which IL quite as extraordinary % any thing
related in these chapters something, too.
which proves the truth Of fA9 Old say M
that nothing IS probable but the highly iia-
lprobable. And this event, think So too,
viii you, If you over hear it - releases me
from my promise. And l now feel at liberty
to tell the public a story whose incidents
sctually occurred only very short time
ago in this prosaic, matter~of-fact, nine
teenth century of ours; and yet, smack
more of romance and presumptuous improb-
ability than do most recorded adventures Of
the knight-errants in the middle ages.
Let me begin
a young man was walking along quiet,
country road, his head bent down ID deep
thought
Judging from the detected hook upon his
countenance and the occasional profound
Agn that he uttered, the subject OF hts
mWiitalon did not seem to be agreeable e
him In his haxd he held switch and, in a
halt-hearted, hstless way, unconsciously
struck at the stones lying IN his path; OF
Knocked of the neads~ OF fowea growing
D. the roadside.
Ever ADD anon, the innate afi6acity Of tht
man, his u ant ven careless nature, seemed
! to rise supsesr TO the gloom occasioned by
his sad reflections. Giving some object az
! energetic, almost vicious, cut with hi:
switch, he would proudly tnss back his hest
and assnns half aeYIkniazaale manner.