Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1892-12-10

that all WAS quiet and everything MS
ii should be, for the execution of his
| project, bravely Biff strobe toward a
clump of tall evergreens, within the
gloom of which reposed the peaceful
home of Joseph Wade, contractor and
builder.
Beneath the shadow of a stately pine
the young man paused, for he had
! twenty minutes TO spare. Standing
there in the dark, and all alone, Bid'
| Eliminates He wonders If IL is all right
to take this girl away from her parents,
leaving them utterly disconsolate and
with no alternative but to quietly sub
init to the inevitable. He intends 70
try and make Charlotte happy, in hopes
that she may never repent the step
about TO be taken, but is that sufficient
recompense for parental grief? Here
is great moral question; but the ad-
struse nature Of the proposition proving
too much for Bilf he gives it up.
As the appointed hour approached,
our hero, with conscientious scIuples
safely put away, sailed forth from
his place Of concealment Going in the
direction of the carriage-house, where
the ladder customarily was kept, quite
unexpectedly that convenient auxiliary
in such enterprises was found leaning
against the side Of the house, only a
short distance from Charlotte'S window.
| Hello" said Biff to himself, quietly
lifting the ladder and placing it beneath
| the window of his sweetheart's room,
luck is with me, or this thing wouldn't
have been placed so close at hand. Now
for the signal"
Three sharp taps on the brick pave
ment brought to view a shadowy form
in the opening above. Hastily, Bif
scaled the ladder; but, upon reaching
the easement instead of his girl. a
/ bundle confronted him
rs that you, Charlotte?' was tha
anxious inquiry.
Yes"
Whats tlds?' in a stage whisper.
My shawl, darling"
"All right. Come ON. Can you climb
out?"
Not just yet Here, take this, too"
{ w nat JnaJE
Don't ask me It's clothing. Wouldn't
it be best to take these down and re.
turn?'
Perhaps it would" Biff answered, MS
he cautiously started to climb down
to the ground again. The bundle de-
posted on the ground, he returned for
his treasure.
Here, lovey," again came the sweet
girls voice, take the valise. It's heavy.
Can you carry it without falllng?"
Il hope SO. There isn't anything more
to go?"
4 only this one as another formidable
package appeared but it isn't very
heavy. Can You take both?'
Gracious! Charlotte, what's that"
The lunch darling
Yes answered Bif bravely, though
with some huskiness in his voice. II
guess / can manage them.
1t is unnecessary to give a minute
description Of how Charlotte conhiyed
to get through the window aud on the
ladder; OF how Bif proposed 10 lift her
out and she, refusing his assistance
said she would do better alone; or Of
how, when almost 10 the ground, sud
den fright seized her and the gallant
loTer had IN take the little trembler in
his arms, WhcreupOn, his foot slipping
both fell, and the ladder was knocked
over making a terrific Jacket as it
struck the porch. Barring these trivi
alities, our friends succeeded In effect
ing a silent departure.
Once safely in the buggy and driving
/ toward Adrian, their prospects biighteI..
Diligently though perforce with caution,
the lovers follow the strange road and
succeed in covering more than half the
| distance before daybreak. At dawn
the horses pace is quickened and the
journey becomes a joyous one. Present
ly the eastern sky is filed with mantl-
ing clouds, above which the glowing
sun energies, whilst in union with the
beatings Of their blithcsCme hearts,
song birds make the woods resOmd
with merry greetings TO their drowsy
mates Life to the lovers is jocund
festival existence flawless, till Charlotte,
NlloSt tAfN are tbillAlhAilA HAtAiiAlllAs
that portion Of the road already trayers
ed, abruptly cries out:
Look, darling! Isn't that horse and
buggy
Her companion, throwing a glance
backward, reluctantly acknowledged
that the black object ut the brow Of
! the hill bore an unpleasant resemblance
| 10 the combination mentioned.
"Oh. if 1T should be papa coming after
us!" exclaimed the girl. greatly alarmed.
Now. don't worry about your father.
He's snoring away at home NIL right
and, beside If it proves to be him. he
can't catch Us, for this is a fast nag
said Bin, consolmgly. as he reached
after the whip. Giving the horse q
smart cut the latter plunges ahead,
wheels are set to spinning and clouds
Of dust ron up behind Charlotte. mean
while, is keeping tab on the movements
| Of their supposed pusurer Time
lengthens. minutes become hours, when
one travels rapidly.
-Tg he ypf hi sinht ChHTlOttet