The River Falls times. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1894-1933, 1896-11-03

the clouds had lately become 20 MI
Jones. [
$50 you would marry an angel, she
remarked, with a malicious smile;
poor angel"
He laughed.
Poor angel" he repeated, slancing
at her. .HoW can an angel be poor,
madam? The sense of her superiority
would keep her rich and me humble.
No angel, however angelic, for me-.
You are hard to please
con the contrary, / am always pleas
ed, but never satisfied"
Il think a man ought to be very
thankful if he ever persuades any
woman. of any sort. to be his wife"
remarked Miss Milford yaWning de-
liberately.
Her words and her yaWn discon-
certed her companion, and for some
minutes they drove OH in silence. As 4
rule, the honored girls to whom he
confided his sentiments concerning the
future Mrs. Jones hung upon his words
as though they were oracles; but ii
they were discreet, they committed
themselves by no comments, looking
all they did not say, for those senti-
ments of his had been known to
change repeatedly.
How little we guess what impression
we make upon others or what opinion
they form of u.s. How differently diff
ferent people estimate our character!
TO Helen own intimate friends and
relations she seemed a gay, miSchiey-
Gus, loyable girl whose unshadoWed
veal accounted for her want of soft
ness, but to Mr.. Jones her gayety had
been conspicuous by its absence When
he had offended her by his alluion to
butterflies, how could he fancy that
he would fit her stately head into the
cap, feeling angered and wounded by
his just. attack? She had, a had he,
been brought UP OH cOmmendatiOn, but
this self-satisfied young man always
seemed to get her at a disadvantage;
she had begun to wish to please him,
and she fancied she had failed; the
fancy irritated her little. She would
have liked to impress him by her
beauty her dignity, her calmness, her
good breeding, but he did not seem to
notice her advantages. The sun had
sunk beneath a mass of gloomy clouds,
which were gathering in heavy groups
over the now dingy sky and cast
abroad black shadows on the hills;
the air had grown heavy but was
our travellers reached the New Cut to
which Mr.. Jones had alluded, and
came i'll sight Of the sea, its horizon
was dim with fog, and the waves muir
INJURED liStlesSly and softly.
Mr. Jones had warned Helen that
she would require a steady nerve and
strong head if she was to enjoy the
view, and he was right, for the road
on which she found herself was heWed
out of the hillside. 1t was a ledge
cut on the side of a mighty cliff which
lowered perpendicularly overhead on
the left hand, and on the right de-
scended a sheer precipice a thousand
feet into the sea.
Down below in the bay the slumber-
Gus waves rippled lazily over sunken
rocks and gently layed the followed
cragS, lulled by storm and wind. The,
sea-breeze was idly whispering, as if
the blast of storm and fury was TN
known. The sea-Wave was trifing
with her cold lover, the rock, as if she
could never again, spurred by the
gusts of love and despair, break into
passionate and desperate longing De-
luslye calm; for, soon urging and lash
ing her misery to madness, she shall
shatter her glorious pillows into a
thousand fragments as she beats her
self to death against his impenetrable
heart.
The width of the road upon
which the dog cart was
traverSng was broad enough
to admit of two carriages driving
abreast A low wooden paling had
been roughly extenporized on the ex-
IRENE verge of the precipice, but this
every here and there had crumbld
away and disappeared, leaving no bar
rier, however frail, between the tray
erser Of that giddy pass and an ap-
palling death.
For the first. few minutes Of The
crossing Helen tried to admire the
view
How beautiful she murmured be-
low her breath, struggling for those
steady nerves with the possession Of
which she had been credited. "Oh,
Mr.. JONES'" with a sudden collapse Of
courage, .please be careful"
At her words he refined in the horse
Don't you like it? Shall we turn
back? | can turn in a moment
Turn! Her head reeled at The very
thought.
ooh, no; go on. like it. I'm not
afraid. You keep close to the side,
won't YOU!
You are quite sure that you would
not rather go back? I can take you
home the other way, you know
''No, no; so on. l shall get used to
it in moment. 1t is only just at first
and those sea gulls flying out below
us make me dizzy, aud the sea wrig-
Cling like a wrinlxled walnut, such
long, long way below
Don't look straight down; look right
cut across the bay. There as a dozen
fishing smacks sailing down, with
L. Il I'll