Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1895-10-31

straight from Paradise. - orlag
have always pitial waa.,
Never for one moment e,a,ld r',sfgy
him. He was primitive IL osaine
savage instincts lurking IL III 9iA
Brave. loyal, straightforward 49, ssNs'si
how could he dream of tina tr. ,alssl'''
GUS cruel blows ore little soft 'e 80
hand was capable Of flealinss ai's
Violet found this sturdy I'LL.
ranehero a delightful study mn %@ag
cided he should be the hara y v
next newell. His quaint Wit ANA l1
faneies barn Of the mesas 81. Fosge
fountains. mis- foivibIe ami af,.. ,ae
grammatical speech were alth,s sp-
noted his emotions were 1lara3 "a. ,.-
his heart was pr5bed. Ana n 9A
dreamed lie was being ex,.a,im .s'sI
on. He loved this exqfisife crs, s.'.
this dainty, soft, purriuy beapf,
lie loved his life. He covered NH y
longed 70 shut her close n MI Nv W
faithful, hI.est heart. III
Al hast came TIL night when vs..
carried her passion for "atnnSn5aass
and local eolorng' ii i'll eti,aa.
They had gone for their epstomar-
evening stroll and had cltnho5
a lofty butte TO a broad ladso y
rocks. At their feet yawpea n
canyon, tremendous, awful MN.
save where the moonlight Touched y.
opposite wall with ghoStly fn..a,,
Back Of them doomed t!le range NJ
the battlenenfs If phantom ejtr
While far, far below sounded tbs
faint rushing of water-tbe RIA,
tunbHng and foaning along over Il
rocky bed.
What a weird place. cried ylsla.
with pretty shudder, "and what !
ghost-like right. Why did We never
come up here before. Jack? What /
scene!r
Weatherby was lying at ter fee,
where he had thrown himself ID reN
after their climb.
He turned his face. white III tha
moonlight, toward her. and fixing his
dlsky, unfathomable eyes upon her
said:
Il kept this place for this hour.
meant to bring You here when rot
my courage 70 tire point where could
say all that is in my heart Many
time down there. pointing 70 the
ranch lying below. j have looked up
here and thought Of the time | would
bring you to tell You how love you
For one instant Violet felt a queer
little thrill. The simple dignity Of his
declaration almost moved the worldly.
cold-blooded girl Then she thought
of her local coloring.
what a situation for my novel,
she said to herself; then aloud, zen.
tly:
$50 you really love me, Jack?'
Love you?" he echoed passionately,
as lie rose and sat down beside her.
Violet. look" taking her hand, my
heart lies here in this dear little
hand"
Then throwing all reserve t. The
winds, he seized her and kissed her
ma1ly, tempestliouslg.
She struggled to free herself and
at length succeeded.
"How dare you:" she demanded.
'how dare
"IIow dare II" he cried. WHY
dearest. love you'll love you, % you
hear? And you, yoa love me little,
do you mott"
He was approaching her again.
when she said contemptnonsly
No. n0t bit have simply been
studying you"
He stood as ii turned I'd store.
studying NE. he said, in queef
voice; studying wny-why?' be say
tgely demanded, as he caught hef
wrist and held it in an iron grip
You were so different" she ial-
tered, bit frightened al his sudden
ferocity. Il wanted a new TYPE fof
my book, you know ! suppose Ion
told Won | write books -
An absolutely mudel'ous look swept
over Weataerby's face.
mo he said, mo one told me thal
So yon write books? And You wanted
to put me in twas that 1t? Answer
me, answer me-"
YES" she murmured family
And that was all! You never loYea
me never meant to marry me3
.tWhy no, how could +? am g v
married IN the fall to 4 man u New
York
i snarl like that If al infnriated
beast interrupted her. LiYid VIII
rage he sprang toward her. once
again he crushed her, shrinking aaq
trembling to his breast, thep drlsse3
her to the very edge Of the canyon
gaping Ike tie bottomless pit e ~,
ceiye them. And as her agonizea
screams pierced the soft sunlilF
night. Weatherby, still holding Isl
against his outraged heart, stePpfa
off.
They found them next day 70 "A.
bottom Of the canyon. Violets love-
face was past recognition, DaI w
Weatherbys fingered q smile q "
awful .t.ttntnh ~ V7ofild hare pleise3