Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-11-08
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stretches OF down sweeping away Ia
the unseen sea on one side, while on
the other tn SwayneStone lands
sloocd down with wood and. park and
farmStcad till they merged in the no
rizon. which was broken here and
there by tiny blue bays of inland sea
Oh the north
Their, was no sound; all the song
birds, even the robin, We're huShed
by the frost, and the whole landscape
lay silent before them, folded N the
awful purity of winter sunshine. The
shadows IN the hills and woods were
blue, and distant objects looked inn
menSely far in the violet haze of the
winter morning. Here they paused,
deep IN their argument, and looked
down over the tranquil woods and
saw the white front of SwayneStone
House cleaning III the sun.
Down in the lowlying fallow field
there were some black Specks notion
less in the burrows; suddenly they
rose in black cloud of wings, and
there were a hundred silver flashes
against the belt of coppice bordering
the field Higher still the cloud rose,
and swift CLEANS of black and silver
flashed in rhythmic sequence against
the pure blue of the sky, and the
weird wall of the plovel was heard
family. as the flock foated III Il daH-
gle of white bodies and black wings
over the coppice till they reached an
other field, into the burrows of which
they dropped motonlesS. While Ev-
erard and Lillian wore watching the
ploverS, they did not observe that
Cyril plunged into the wood behind
them and put his hand into the hollow
of tree.
Il was looking for Il squirrels nest, "
ne said strollins back again. Listen
| will initiate Il chatiinch."
1t was a trick they used to practice
when parted from each other in the
woods. and they looked down over the
root of the Temple which lay among
the trees below them. and thought of
their old ramblcS for nuts and black
berries. when little Alma would often
join them and tell them where to find
' -lduCh btuSIlS anu bIuUlbltS.
Suddenly from among the trees rose
the call of another chalfinch exactly
corresponding to Cyril's.
Some children at play" said cyril,
careleSsly; "Lcnnie and Winnie, per-
haps. They were going to Swayncs-
ard, have lot to do in Oldport"
jog on, jog on, the footpath way.
And merrily hent the silica:
\ merry heart goes all the day.
Your sad tires in Il mile-a.'
Everard sung out il his deep voice,
as the trio continued their walk ut
mended pace.
After another mile through hanging
woods of beech and sycamore, they
descended Il hill and climbed another
crested with coppicc, through which
they passed, brushing away the heavy
hoar-frost from the dead leaves and
twiss as they Wcn1, and pausing for
Lillian to show them the haunt of Il
little wren in a bank. The tiny bird,
attracted by some crumbs sprinkled
on her muf, came cautiously out,
climbed up her arm. pecked its dainty
meal, and suffered itself to be raised
on the mutf to the level of her face,
in which it gazed contidingly, even
venturing to peck at Il little stray
fluff OF a curl which stole over her
neck Everard and Maitland stood
apart and watched this pleasant com
edy
You had the same power over ami
mails as Lillian, Everard observed to
Cyril. What is its secret, | wonderT'
There are three moral factors" re-
piled Cyril: perfect self control, that
warm and intelligent affection which
We call sympathy, and innocence. Lii
ian is the most guilelesS human be-
ing on the face of this earth. There
must also be some physical attrac.
ton, ! suspect some mesmeric or
electric power, Of which we know lit
tie"
But surely you possess the three
moral factors; how is it you have lost
your power? Lillian was saying only
last night that the good draw nearer
heaven with increasing years, and
you. whose life has not been merely
stainless, but austcre-"
Henry" interrupted Cyril in his
most pathetic voice, Il am man"
Lillian had replaced her tiny friend
at its house-door. and now Joined the
young men. who went on their way,
Everard struck and startled by the
heart broken accent Cyril laid on the
word man, and wondering If the NOR
bid tone he had of late detected in
the young priests mind did mot al.
most verge on insanity.
At the END Of the coppice through
which they were passing was stile
standing on steep bank, which led
by rough steps down into the high
road and here they parted, the twins
once more falling into discord, each
offering Henry as companion to the
other. and declining to seltishly APP
propriate him, until he laughingly