Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1896-11-05

= THINK LOVE HIN"
every time she recalled a tender glance
or whispered word Of his2 He never
had made love to her as other men,
why should she blush and palpitate?
We'll, positively this is the first real
mystery | ever came across in my LIE.
l feel SO different, so very different"
She began walking the floor of her
little room with restlessuess that
would have astonishcd Mrs Waring
could that lady have been a spectator
Yet they say that's always the way"
She continued musing to herself "One
reads about it until one is weary and
yet one is drawn on just the same, and
it is always new"
The deep disquiet of her soul bewil-
dered her. There were some trinzets
on her bureau and She arranged and
rearranged these, scanning the effect
each time as though the result were a
matter of grave moment. But her
thoughts were all the while busy with
other things. Finally obeying an i'm
pulse she put on her best walking
gown and set forth for Noels studio.
She had grown very fond of the studio,
but this was the first time she had ever
gone alone, and she wondered now
what her mother would say. But she
must see him, analyze him in the light
of this new revelation, if she couldn't
analyze herself. She knew that it was
his working hour, so she opened the
door and walked in.
He was painting away with all
fervor, with a dirty heavy-mouthed
droop-eyed child before him as model.
why Miss Waring, Miss Waring," he
cried, delighted I'm SO glad you've
come to-day. I've been wishing all
morning that you could be here [
wanted you to see this new model See
what a wild lovely tangle in her hair,
and what long eyelashes she has. l
found her on the street and asked her
to come up with me She makes a fine
study in color with that yellow drapery
behind her"
Barbara was not artistic enough to
easily reflect his enthusiasm, vet tie
picturesqueness of the child was not
entirely lost upon her.
she IS very good. she agreed. abb
sently, and walked around to look at
the picture on the easel She was
flushed and breathless from rapid
walking, and now that she stood in his
presence wished that she had not come.
PLEASE go on with your work. she
begged after a moment. Il shall feel
sorry if you don't, and talk to me about
your model. Where did you find her?f
ION the street. Do sit here on this
chair whore | can see you, too, if l am
to work while you are here"
But She was too restless, uneasy over
the boldness of her visit to sit down.
She continued to walk around looking
ut sketches and odds and end, Of draw
ing. Noels eyes followed all her move
nents and his interest ia his work
tagged. When Barbara saw The little
model stealing softly away, some shin
ing coins in her dirty little hand She
felt that She too must go.
Not just this moment" he pleaded,
pattinF out his hand.
Bat | only came in for = moment ]
kave some shopping an appointment
-" she stammered. hlushing and con-
f0sed Then she looked up at him as
they stood facing each other. and he
took one Of her hands between both Of
his.
rs it true, Barbara"
rs what true?"
Il love You. love you So, do YOU love
re a little? II seem to read it in
y-ar eyes.
"oh, You must let me CO. she
breathed, suffering an intenser fright
over her own emotion than over the