Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-12-17
CHAPTER VII.-(Continued.)

Meanwhile Stella, with flushed checks
and rapidly beating heart, was making
her way at a very quick pace up the hllly
road toward the point which she wished
Ito reach. But she had forgotten all about
her destination. She was conscious OF
nothing but the insult which, as she con-
lceived it. John Harrington had put upon
her. and of the desperate uphcaval of
pride and bitter anger that had taken
place within her heart. How dared he to
bow to her? Did he think that she had
taken his rcpuse so lightly that 1t was
easy and possible for them now to meet
M Old acquaintunces? He must think
little of her. indeed!
But anger and vindiciiveness wee not
natarll to her. Before long her steps
Islackencd, her color fell, her eyes began
TO fill with tears. She turned aside from
tho road and scrambled Il little way down
the hillside along which it ran. "Oh,
John. john, and | loved you SOL! she
whispered to herself IF only | could
forget you-for YOU are not worthy even
iof my lovc-but | never. never shall.
Absorbed in her reflections, she had not
heard the sound Of footsteps on the road
above the bank on which she sat. There
had first been merry voices and steps not
far from her; then these died away. Next
lcalnc Il tall man of handsome face ana
stately hearing. lie looked round hlm
with n. frovn upon his brow: he paused
i'm his walk several times. and when he
saw S}ella half way down the hillside. he
madc II step sideways, rs ii to turn iii her
direction and address her But second
glance caused him to change his mind
Her slender figure. in its closely
black dress, had nothing remarkable
about it: even the knot of golden hair III
which the sunheams seemed to be I'M
priaoned beneath her black hat, did not
attract his attention very much, bat rs he
looked il became clear to him from the
movement of her shoulders that the girl,
whoever she was. was Sohblng uncon-
trollabl that the crouching attitude was
that IF grief and that the colly who
stood beside her was wagging his tail and
trying to lick her face in that sympathy
with sorrow which intelligent animals
ntten show toward their masters and their
friends. The gentleman turned hastily
AWAY, thankful that he had not intruded
an herSsoiitudc. When he had gone some
Nttlc distance, some feeling of remorse
took possession of him. Ought he to have
asked her if she wanted assistance of any
kind?-if she were i'll or in pain?
"Poohw he thought to himself as he
strobe on again, my wits must be wan
dcr;rr to make me think of such Il thing.
A woman's tears! They come easily
enough. and mean little enough. heaven
knows, She has had Il quarrel with her
1,v,r nerhaps. She wears Il black dress;
mother or father dead, perhaps sad
lot for the young!" and he hcavcd sigh.
as If there were some personal reference
IN tho words "She has hair like that girl
an boora the Britannia last summer
curiously brilliant, without touch OF red
In il. 4 commonplace young person,
1robahly, seeing how she was letting that
scamp Huntington make love to her'
Rut. of course, this girl is not the same.
I wonder where those children have got
tn NV this time? 1t is natural. l suppose,
that as | am an old fogy, they should
give me the slip Hark. what was that
II was shriek-clcar, piercing, and
intense On the still autumn air, sounds
wore carried to considerable distances.
This cry came from the vicinity of the
,yater-of that the gentleman was sure.
II was followed by an answering shout,
meant to be reassuring, but dying away
in a ouaver of alarm. And there came
another scream, Enthusiastically in a girls
voice.
nNollyr' cried the gentleman in the
roaa. Not in the water, l trust! God
slp US. if she is.'
He rushed down the hillside, tearing
sis way with considerable rapidity
,hrourh clumps of gorse and bracken,
and between the young stems of the UNI
,,errrovths. toward the place from which
no had heard the cry. The roaring of
Tho water sounded louder and louder in
h;s oar as he drew closer to the bank.
Il was n difficult thing to get quickly to
Oh. waters edge. for the hillside was
.teen and slippery. He was below the
.,ns which poured over the rocks with
.h. yehemence of stream in spate, its
xellow foam scattering drops far and
w;ae its volume increased threefold by
.na r,cent storms He shuddered as he
hr,shea aside the branches and stood by
.hn waters edge What did he see?
CHAPTER VIII.
A Girl of fifteen years oid-his own
aaurhter Molly. as he was very well
.n.ar,,-had rashly made her way from
hnwlaer to howlGer until she stood close
- mo deep pool which was we'll known to
~, tbe most dangerous spot in the swiftly
s,,shino little river. Evidently her nerve
10, .riyen way ut this very point. She
.nn,d not 90 forward; she was afraid TO
~ hack Her body was half poised over
a., stream. it swayed a little. as If she
we're dizzy, and another frightened
scream came from her white lips Mean
while a youth, somewhat older than her
scN. was hurrying across the priaSe IRON