Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1894-09-20
Continued.

the wintry air with din and rattle
and smoke, in the wake OF the red.
eyed engine. which painted, groaned.
and throbbed as with the agony of
some vexed demon.
The travellers We're men in the hey
dey Of youth, and their comfortable
-ugs. and the array of books and
papers with which they We're surround
ed in the well-padded carriage marked
them as among those fortunate sons
OF earth who are abSolved from the
labor of carefully considering six
pences and shillings before converting
then into things of convenience Or
pleasure. An odor as of recently
vanished cigar of fine flavor further
emphasized their emancipation from
the slavery of petty economies. though
practical observer would never for
moment have claSsed them In the
ranks of those gilded youth who are
exempted from the curse OF labor and
at liberty to sQuander the rich prime
OF their strength on pleasures and fol
lies as they will. No: they We're evil
IDENTITY two young men OF the cultured
middle class. bred in comfort if not
luxury, but with theiI own standing
yet to make-a truly happy position for
youth Of average thews and siLews.
They sat in opposite corners, with
their legs stretched out beneath their
warm rugs, one looking backward at
the swiftly receding perspective Of
trees and fields. villages and farm
Steads. flashing and fading on the
sight; the other facing forward to the
yet unseen, but seeing 1t not. since he
was fast asleep. Fast asleep, uncon.
Scious and peaceful as any babe on it's
mothers breast. he was speeding on
without fear to a fate which In his
widest dreams he could never have
pictured and which could it have been
Swallowed forth ever 80 dimly to him,
he would have dismissed with laughing
scorn as utterly improbable-nay i'm
possible. Yet the train rushed on with
pant and puff and clattcr bearing him
nearer and nearer to the hidden terror
with every quiet breath he drew IN
his secure slumberS. while pleasant
fancies of the present and warm hopes
OF the future wove themselves into
fantastic images in his light dreams.
His was a well-built, manly form, and
his sleeping face, with all it's placid
calm, was full OF latent energy, and
bright intellect; a strong. serene face.
with firm lips and chin. the face of
man who could do and endure much;
face expressive of healthy vigor of
both mind and body. though it bore
traces of fatigue. which the soft
touches of sleep were every moment
erasing.
His wakeful companion was clergy
man, Il man whose mobile and finely
cut features, and eyes full OF intensr
hhR light, We're expressive OF some
thing akin to genius: Il man who's
delicataly organized nature could be
touched. the observer would imagine.
only TO the finest issues
A world of thought and care sat on
the young priests brow, and the look
which he bent on the fast-pceding
fields was so profoundly sad, that 1t
would seem as If happiness could never
again smile on him. None OF the lay
mans calm strength and wholesome
serenity was his: such power as his
face expressed would come in lightning
flashes OF brief but keen intensity. All
nerve, fire. imagination. and feeling,
was this young spirit apparently: capa-
BILE of descending to the low, st depths
OF suffering and rising to the very airi-
est SUBMITS of enthusiasm. 1t was an
eminently beautiful and spiritual face.
and one which never failed to awaken
inter. st. If not love He looked very
worn and fatigued; but no mercful
wing of sleep came to fan the trouble
from his brow. while his companion
slept so serenely and dreamed so pleas
antly.
In one nand he held a little book
with req edges: hut, instead of con-
sulting its pages. his eyes were bent
Gxedly on the flying wintery land
scape. which. nevertheless. they saw
not. their gaze of intense abstraction
being turned inward upon some un-
speakable sorrow His face was in the
shadow. while some rays of WINERY
sunlight fell upon the Sleepers face,
touched the brown mustache with tintS
OF gold. and finally dazzled the closed
eyes of wakefulness They were very
pleasant eyes when opened-honest,
nazel eyes. looking directly and kindly
upon the world. and suggesting the
sunshine of wholesome mirth in their
depths: shrewd eyes. for they had seen
many varieties OF human being in the
course of six and twenty years and
were not easily deceived.
Il pom my word" observed the owner
of the eyes. Il think ] must have for
gotten myself for moment, cyril"
At the first sound OF his voice all the
sadness vanished from the young
priests face: he mournfully brooding
eyes left the landscape. and flashed a
CAV brilliance upon the face in the
sunshine the finely nodded lips lost
their dropping curve IN smile; the
detected attitude became one Of alert
repp~e: the whole man was changed.
You may have forgotten yourself
~.