Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1890-11-14

have it out with her" as he himself
would say. before consenting to fade
away out Of her sight.
But he wants TO marry you know
he does. Tell me the truth about that"
he says, with fiattering yehemence.
Certainly shall not. 1t would be
very mean, and I wonder at you to ask
the question" says Mona, with great
show of yirtuous Indignation. BE
sides" mischievously, IF you know
there is no necessity to tell you any
thing"
"Yet answer me-" persists he, very
earnestly.
Il can't says Mona; sit would be
very unfair; and BESIDES" petulantly,
''it is all too absurd. Why, if Mr.. Moore
were to ask me to marry him ten thou
sand times again, | should never say
anything but no"
tnconsciousIy she has betrayed her.
self. He hears the word "again" with
a strange sinking of the heart. Others,
then, are DESTROYS of claiming this wild
flower for their own.
"Oh, Mona, do you mean that?' he
says. But Mona, who is very justly in
censed, declines to answer him with
civility.
81 begin to think our English cousins
are not famous for their veracity," she
says, with some scorn. You seem to
doubt every ones word: or is it mine IN
particular? Yet I spoke the truth. /
do not want to marry any one"
Here she turns and looks him full in
the face; and something-it may be in
the melancholy of his expression-so
amuses her that daughter being as nat
ural to her lips as perfume to fiOwer)
she breaks into sunny smile, and holds
out her hand in token of aInity.
Glow could you be so absurd about
that old MOOre?" she says, lightly
why, he has got nothing to recommend
him except his money; and what
good, with a sigh, docs that do him,
unless to get him murdered"
IF he is as fat as you say, he will be
a good mark for a bullet" says Mr..
Rodney, genially, almost am ashamed
to say-hopefully. Il should think they
could easily pot him one of these dark
nights that are coming. By this time |
suppose he feels more like a grouse than
a man, eh?-'Ill die game should be his
motor"
Il wish you wouldn't talk like that, -
says Mona, with a shudder.. 1T isn't
at all nice of you; and especially when
YOU hllON tlON L tlAIA thbSie iiy
poor country"
ut is a pity anything should be said
against Ireland" says Rodney, clever
ly; lit is such lovely little spot"
''Do you really like it?' says she,
plainly delighted. "Ohl you should see
BantTy Bay by moonlight, with its light
waves sparkling beneath the CLEAN of
the stars, and the moon throwing path
across it that seems to go on and on,
until it reaches heaven; it is more salts
flying than happy dream. Do you see
that hill up yonder?' pointing to an ele-
walton about mile distant; there |
sometimes sit when the moon is full,
and watch the bay below. There is a
lovely view from that spot"
81 wish | could see it!'' says Godfrey,
longingly. -,
"Wel. so you can, "returns she, kind
". "Any night when there is a good
moon come to nae and [ will go with you
to Carrickdhuve-tha is the name OF
the hill-and show you the bay"
She looks at him quite calmly, as one
might who sees nothing in the fact OF
accompanying a young man to the toy
of high mountain after nlghttal.-
And in truth she does see nothing in 1t
II wonder when the moon will be
full, " says Godfrey, making this ordi
nary remark in an everyday tone thai
does him credit, and speaks well for his
kindness and delicacy of feeling, as
well as for his power of discerning
character.
I've must see," says Mona, thought
fully.
They have reached the farm again by
this time, and Godfrey holds out hi
hand to bid her goodbye,
~ 'ODDp n fDI. q little while and res
yourself, " says Mona, Hospitality, ''whil'
! get the brandy and send it up to poo
Kitty"
Don't be long, he says, impulsively
as she disappears down a passage.
Il won t, then. Sure you can liv,
alone with yourself for one minute,
returns she, in very fine Irish; and, witt
a parting smile. sweet as nectar and ia
more dangerous, she goes.
When she is gone, Geotfrey walks i'm
patiently up and down the small hall
conflicting emotions robbing him of til
serenity that usually attends his foot
| steps. lie Is happy, yet full of a secret
GnaWing uneasineSS that weighs upon
! him daily, hourly. Near MOna-wheI
| in her presence-a gladness that
amounts almost to perfect happiness is
| his; apart from her is unrest. Up anC
| down the little hall he PAGES, his hands
| behind his back, as is his wont WheT
| deep In day-dreamS. and asks himself
many a question hitherto uuthOught Of
| He recognizes the CONSERVATION his
marriage to Mona would produce al
| home-lirst his mother, and then Nick
and after them Violet, who last yeal
was asked to Rodney Towers though
she knew it mott for the purpose of lay
ing siege to his heart. Can he-shall he
go farther in this matter? Then this
thought presses to the front beyond al
others: docs she-will she-ever love
me?'
Now, hurry, Bridget" says Mona's
low. soft vOice.-'that excellent thing
in woman Don't be any time. just
give that to Kitty, and say one prayer
and be back in ten minutes;n and Bird.
get hurrieS away, thankful that she viii
have an opportunity of seeing the
corpse.
Nov come and see my own room,
says Mona, going up to Rodney, and
slipping her hand into his in a little
truStful fashion that is one of her many
loving ways. she leads him along the
hall to door opposite the Kitchen
This she opens, and with conscious
pride draws him after her across its
Threshold. So holding him, she might
at this moment have drawn him to the
worlds end-wherever that may be-
1t is very curious little room they
entoT-yet pretty, withal, and sugges-
tive of care and affection. Each object
that meets the view seems replete with
pleaSurable memory-seems part of its
gentle mistress. There are books, and
some ornaments, and huge bowl OF
sweetly-smelling flowers on the centre
table, and a bracket or two against the
walls. Some loose music is lying on a
chair.
Ito be continued.