Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-10-04
IN A kODAC.

You will be my wife, Louise And
you will wait for me until | return,
will YOU not my darling? Surely your
father will give his consent to ouy
marriage when he realizes how dearly
YOU love me-"
Charlie Miller'S voice was full of
rarntStueSS. lie was standing III Il
secluded corner of the Nrraudah OF
the Hotel EaStnau, at the famous Hot
Springs of Arkansas, With tho girl
he loved At his side. She lifted her
dark eyes to his handsome face, and
in their true depths he rw'd the sweet
secret Of her love The knowledge
Tiled his heart with rapture, The love
of this pure young girl was his for
ever, aud the realization of the truth
was happiness supreme. llc drew her
closer To his heart, and his dark head
bent, while his soulful eyes gazcd int
hers.
Louise" his voice troubled, do
YOU think your father will consent to
our marriage"
Her eyes fell from before his i'm.
paSSioncd gaze.
Il do not know" she murmurrd, Il
will tell you the truth. Charlie. fear
opposition. Papa has set his heart
upon my marrying Mr. Day-Mr.
Davenport Day, and l-I-hate him!'
Her eyes flashing, her breath com
ing swiftly, two small hands clenched
Involuntary,
But, surely, darling" the young
man nterposed, hopefully, your
father will consent when he SECS that
your happiness is at stake"
She shook her head.
You do not know my father" she
sighed. He is very stern and set in
his ways. And you do not know
Davenport Day. BY the way, you
have never met him, Charlie?"
NO, and | do not care to, Louise
that man shall never take you from
mel swear it,
Then, after Il brief pause, durina
which the lev crs were perfectly happy
he went on
! Springs Is nearly over. | am ordered
south for my health, and ou-wil
remain here until ="
Until papa decides to move on.
she interrupted. smilingly. You know
he and | are birds of passage this
spring. Why, we may even reacl
New Orleans, yct--your objcctiv,
| point"
Il wish you would" exclaimed Tho
young man. enthusiastically. Fancy
the happiness of meeting you there
Louise. And SO our happy time her,
Is over Our drives and walks, anc
/ the delicious times we have had viii
the kodaks. | believe we have taken
every pretty scene in and around lio
| Sprlngs!
"Oh, yes. and, by the way, Charlie
| have taken Davenport Days photo
graph!'
"losY"
The young man did not look over
pleased.
You see, dear" Louise went on
| pelTuariyely, "he left the day you n
rived here; and took snap shot a
| him while he stood Mt the depot, walt
! ing for his train. lie will be bacl
soon; and oh. how | dread II! Pap'
! thinks there is no one like him. ant
he Is rich and influential. and h
gems SO certain that ! will be hi,
wife | fairly hate him.
Where is his plctureY demanded
! Miller little sayagely. He was nc
cllstOmed to having his own way; ant
the thought Of rival was CALLING e
him.
Charlie Miller was young banket
from Chicago, and a noble, uprish
man. He loved Louise Stewart dearly
and the thought of this man, wht
stood in his way, was not agreeable
She smiled
"Ah, dear! | have never taken Tho
trouble to develop It, she cried. "Il
tell you, Charlie, since you are COINS
away tomorrow, ! will develop thu
photograph, and forward 1t to you, 81
that you may sec the face Of your riva
-ahem' throwing her arms about hif
neck with a pretty little gesture, which
plainly told the young banker that h
had nothing to fear from Davenport
Day.
"All rlghtr' returned Charlie. Send
the picture, also your letters, to the
st. Charles hotel, New Orleans.
shall stop there, and all mail will be
safe"
Then followed tender farewell, for
Charlie was to leave on the early
morning train, and Louise would not
be able TO see him again. SO they
parted with the understanding that IA
soon as Charles health was recovered
which the southern trip seemed to
assure he would $40 Mr. Stewart and
ask for his daughters hand in
marriage.
The lovers had hardly left the Sc
Guided corner Of the yerandah, when,
from the shadows just below, q tall,
dark figure crept forth. A man with
a red face, dark eyes and hair and
mustache: the general aspect OF a
stage yiIIair-DayenD0rt Day, His