Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1894-12-27

to drag the heart out OF hel. body,
no one blft herself vand one other.
who GUESSED very aear to the truth
was any tile wiser
But IL was perhaps the unconfesseJ
humdrumlress of life when her flight
had ceased. that set her, of on her new
| track that and her scnse of justice,
which began TO fret and peak III her
again. now there was no longer con.
slant outer stir and movement to shut
| thoughts mouth. ~ ie,s.y -
The necessity TO totfrh dogs that will
sleep no longer is a hkIeQas one, Gilt
il must be dealt with. @ti ~
When Gwen found this necessary a
real and absolute one, and no inagin.
airy demand That could be sneIyed. she
faced II, and Proceeded 10 thrash out
the ground with IN organized exhaust.
iyeress, that WAS almost brutal in lis
,uncompromising frankness..
She had gone through 1t all, by bits
in ii desultory way, several times since
| her homecoming. ]. This was unsatis-
| factory; the matter mus be laid out
in its full bearings and fundamentally
l'cleared up. But the time 10 do this
was hard TO lind between callers and
calling.
This afternoon she was quite iate,
however. Humphrey was off attend
ing a meeting in the neighboring town,
and 1t was showing heavily
"The most daring visitor must iib
10 ~ oh lot,
1t unreservedE, and / must have open
air for this business"
Her maid naturally thought her mad;
| that mattered little. She was dressed
and right out in the storm in ten min
utes from the time she had taken her
resolution. An old hound of .Strange's
chat had taken to her from the first,
was as much scandalized as the maid,
but he was not the one to be outdone
by any slip of. girl. He gathered
up his great legs, shook himself with
a drowsy grunt, and followed her with
a half-contemptuous curiosity.
The Park had certain beauty of
its own, 1t was big and, ii its undula-
tons were insignificant, their cur IS
were soft and full, and the timber
was magnificent and well-replaced; the
whole looked well under snow. The
great dull red-briek house stood out
n fine contrast to, the dazzling white
| of the earth, and the glittering green
of the clump of pines that tfanked its
left wing, and from which The fierce
wind kept stripping the snow wreaths,
that tried hard to nestle in the shelter
of the coy branches.
When Gwen got beyond the terraces
the sluggish stream that ran through
a mile or so of the Park, turned into
a torrent, rushing and foaming onward
in its brilliant course.
She stopped in the very teeth of the
storm, and looked round her with a
radiant face
"The whole place is transformed"
she thought. 1T generally reminds me
of a great soft white COW, chewing the
cud knee-deep in water in the shade of
| full silky beech, ii has all that
beasts ample, contented intolerably
depressing beauty; but today it Is
grand, glorious, like anything but a
COW. the heart of it is alive and throb-
bling under that driving storm. it is
the birth of passion in that suave
smooth green sod, and the snow Is the
christening robe oh, | wish it We're
always like this!'
She threw on her yeil and turned
terht yt,,,ls
every part OF her. It's magnificent"
she shouted in her excitement, land
after all, passions wonderful thingr'
She laughed as she bent to the blast
But It's amazing the way it subsidies
without leaving a token of its presence
what's broken bough or two as
witness to these wonders? In two
days. In less, this place will be as UNI
compromisinglv smooth and snug as
ever. All. passion Is fraud then, or
else 1t requires explanation"
She hurried on to the little ivy
covered bridge that spanned the
stream, and looked down into the
roaring. seething waters with laugh
Ing parted lips.
She wanted to stay. the hurrying
foaming mass of unrest had fascina-
tion for her, but she dragged herself
from 1t and turned off from the drive
on to narrow path that led to shell
tered wooded i:lade about half a mile
from the gates.
~ see the deer and the sheep have
taken refuge therer' she said to her
self, 81 suppose the fury OF the storm
goes over their heads. I can think of
nothing ought to here, shall follow
the deer. Bran. what do you mean to
do?''
She pointed significantly to the ant
lers peeping through the snow-laden
branches The hound gave solemn
nod. Seemingly he understood her, at
any rate he kept by her side and re-
Trained from sport for that afternoon.
When she got to the trees she looked
round for seat
The snow on the ground was too soft
for sitting purposes, even for her reck-
less strength TO venture on, but she
found at last safe anchorage on a