The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1896-03-30


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He had been thinking OF Lady Eve
lyne-wthat a handsome wife she
would make what a distinguished
sharer of his hOnOrS and of his utleS,
q partner i'm life to be proud or. 1eC
there was something that falled 10
touch his heart about her image. she
seemed cold and flighty, and her pro-
fessionS were thin as air, very out
teray of thoughtless buoyancy; a beau
tiful moth whose wings might De TORN
and soiled by a rough touch
He thought that he liked Lady Eve
lyne, and he remembered that his
boyish fancy had gone straight out to
her and had thought her the one Wcm-
an in the world with whom he might
be happy.
He remembered how, during many
dark, bleak night on the prairies,
ller picture had ShOne upon him III MS
dreams like a beacon of flaming hope
to guide him to derring-do. 1t was
beautiful picture, but it's beauty was
marble, white and cold.
Then another face would dawn upon
him in the haze of his enWrapplng
dreams. A rosy, pretty, lovable, kiss
able face with pouting cherry lips,
and dimpled cheeks, with big, soft
beaming, tender blue eyes; a sweet
face-a face that gloWed with woman
ly truth; a face, the sight of which
made his blood flow faster and his
finger-ends Jingle, and made him re-
member that he was a man. He might
have admired dozen Lady Evelynes,
and passed them coldly by, but Lucy's
face had the ma gic charm of hot and
budding womanhoOd upon him, as he
traced, line by line, the familiar face,
he blessed the stars that had sent
such an angel across his path.
On sudden, he came to think that
he did not remember how or where
he had first met her, and the fierce
effort of recollection had become a
source of fatigue to him. He passed
a day or two in this state of perplex-
ing doubt, and as he did not know
where to commence, the picture that
formed itself before his eyes was al
ways vague and shapeless.
Then a desire, sharp and strong, as
serted itself. He wanted to see Lucy;
he wanted to read the secret of his
past in her eyes; he wanted Lucy her
self to furnish the key that would I'M
lock the mysterious shrine.
was in the house. On the
very morning of the day
on which the Maclanes completed the
actual labor of their fiendish task, Sir
William Cuthbertson paid a visit to
The Nest.
The surgeon was vastly pleased with
the progress his patient had made, and
replied to the latter's insistent prayer
for renewed communication with the
outer world with reassuring smile.
''All in good time my lord" the med
leo said. ''We must be sure to be able
to walk before being allowed to rum"
But think Of it, Sir William" the
young man whimpered, 1--WE been
here a month without seeing even
Miss Maclane."
''Do you really wish to see Miss Mac
lane?" the surgeon asked. would it
content you to see Miss Maclane?'
Young Cleve drew up his eyebrows,
as if in amazement at the question.
"Do [ really wish to see Miss Mac
lane?' he repeated "Why, Sir Will
lam, if you had been left like myself,
without speaking to soul, don't you
think it would please you to speak to
a pretty girl who, you know, would do
anything in the world to serve you"
Nov, now, noW," the medical ad-
wiser demonstrated. "This will never
do. We are getting enthusiastic, and
we are not strong enough for that kind
Of thing vet. SLOW and sure must be
our MOTTO"
Don't you think you're a little too
cautious Sir William Herbert plead
ed. His eyes frightened and he looked
the old gentleman in the face DO
send to London for Miss Maclane," he
continued. 81 should be so pleased if
you would
''Well,' replied the surgeon, ''since
we are so very obstinate on this point,
science, / suppose, will have to over
step the bounds Of caution and to be
unusually lenient. Now, if you can
get yourself to imagine that Miss Mac
lane is living with you at this very
moment, in this very house-to imag-
inc only, mind you-just at the other
side of this door, for instance, and if
YOU think you can accustom your mind
to this imagined state of things for
whole day, l may send Miss Maclane
to you this evening, and | may allow
you, if the night is fine, to have a
walk with her in the garden"
The young earl grasped both Sir
Williams hands and shook them
| heartily.
shank you, Sir William" he ex-
claimed, thank your
The rest Of that day was one long
stretch of expectant excitement to
him. He was to see Lucy. The
thought brought back the vigor of his
early love, and banished every flicker
| ing breath of his affection for Lady
/ Eyelyne Lucy stood before his minds
eye and as he was sitting by his open
window in the cool and breezy sum-
mer evening, with his gaze fixed on