Elmore bulletin. [volume] (Rocky Bar, Idaho) 1889-1906, 1893-11-11

nature would never have given him credit
for he carried ON his shoulders fat doe,
which he humbly offered to Michael Rex.
thorpe ~ n tribute from one who, though
ignorant. was "A devoted admircr OF learn
ing.
The cunning old man fathomed ihe hand
some forester's motive In moment hut he
was not one to cast away gifts, even though
he felt In his heart that Hob of the Butts
had magnet In Sybil Trcssider. he re-
ceived him graciously and accepted the
present.
Sybil and the forester had now many op.
portuhitie~ Of meeting. and strong feel
ing OF affection sprung up between them
not unnoticed by the keen eyes Of Michael.
There were times when he felt inclined
to rend his snow white beard with dissip-
pointment.
And now began new life for Hob OF the
Butts; his former sylvan hannts and gay
companions knew him not. Tor he became
Michael Rexthorpe's drudge, n mere newer
of wood and drawer Of water, and yet he
felt that this unaccustomed toll was
amply repaid by the opportunity OF breath
ing his love into SYPHILIS ear and hearing
her shy answer in response
One day Miehael's countenance was full
Of triumph. Il have found them" cried he
II have found them. | am not quite GER
tain OF eternal youth. for that wiil be a
gradual process, but Of the waters of OBJ
livion have no doubt. have, however
hit upon a sure means Of testing the latter
and will do so on that jolter headed archer
and see II II will make him forget Sybil."
He hastened away TO the keeping room
Of the tower with the silver goblets, each
containing a small quantity OF some liquid
pure and colorless as crystal.
II will quaff youth, I" said he while the
archer shall drain the cup Of Oblivion to
the dregs"
Meanwhile, the lovers were engaged i'm
earnest conversation beneath pink May
tree. which grew ON the south side of the
tower.
Have you not made up your mind yet.
dearest Sybil," murmurcd the archer, in
impassioned tones. will you not exchange
this dull tower and the harsh words OF
your guardian for the sweet retreats Of the
merry greenwood.
1.-THE prior Of st. Wulfstan's chapel IL
ready to join our hand, and my trusty
comrades will give you a hearty welcome.
Fly with me, then. and do not waste your
young life here"
For awhile the maiden hesitated. and
| then with "A deep blush consented to follow
her lover.
| They returned. and as she entered the
keeping room she saw her guardian care.
fully placing two silver goblets upon the
table.
"Where hast thou been. gadaboutf" said
he, with an angry frown, "and where is that
oaf Of bowman Send him hithcr. and
I will hasten him up by partaking OF "a cup
\ Of strong waters with him before he goes
| forth ON his quest"
| Michael placed the goblets at separate
ends Of the table and then shambled out ol
the room As he did so the girl caught d
malicious twinkle In his eye, which raised
her suspicious. and with lightninglik,
| rapidity she reversed the positions Of tn,
cups; then, hastening TO her lover, sh'
whispered few words In his ear
He nodded and in few seconds enterec
the room, where the seeker after the mys
teries of the occult was in waiting.
"You want some yenison, | hear. Master
Rexthorpe," said the forester. II can la,
my hands upon fair white doe in half al
hour"
"'Tis WELL" answered Rexthorpe, rub
bing his hands, but before thou goes
drain this. twill hearten thee up"
The forester tossed of the contents o
the goblet and was about to leaye tn
room. when the old man said, "Whithe
goest thon, Hob"
ITO the broken cross, answered the FOR
ester.
Good: he hath forgotten all about tn
doe" said Michael gleefully. The potio
works already; now for my change"
lie drained of the contents OF the cha
ice, and fell stricken by death. while th
forester and the maiden ionrneyed on {
where light and happiness awaited then
for love has been ever the spring OF eterni
youth, while IL is only deaths hand ths
can brew the liquor which tills the cup
obliyion.-Sir Gilbert Campbell. Bart.
Boston Globe.