Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1897-03-01

OH take an extreme view. begins
the professor. little feebly. perhaps.
That eye and that pointed finger have
Icowed him.
Ones views have TO be extreme in
these days if one would continue in the
paths Of virtue said Miss Majendie.
~ our yicWs. with 4 piercing and con
demnatory glance. are evidently not eX-
treme. One word for all, Mr. Curzon,
and this argument is at an end. ! shall
not permit my niece. with my permission,
10 walk With YOU or any other man
whist under my protection.
Il dare say YOU are right-no doubt
no doubt" mumbles the professor in
coherently, new thoroughly frightened
and demoralized. Good heavens! What
this poor child is under her care. He
happens at this moment to look ut the
poor child, and the scorn for him that
CLEANS in her large eyes perfects his
rout. To say that she was right.
IF Perpetua wishes to go for a walk,
says Miss Majendie, breaking through Il
mist of angry feeling that is only half OH
the surface, Il am here to accompany
her"
Il don't want to go for Il walk-with
you" says Perpetual, rudely it must be
confessed though her tone is low and
studiously reserved. Il don't want to go
for a walk at ALL She Dauses, and her
she breaks into small passion of vehe-
mence. Il want to go somewhere, to see
something" she cries, gazing imploringly
at Curzon.
ITO see something says her aunt,
why it was only last Sunday took you
to Westminster Abbey, where you saw
the grandest editice in all the world.
Most interesting place. says tfe pro-
fessor, soto voce, with a wild but mad
hope Of smoothing matters down for Per-
petua's sake.
If it was for Perpetua's sake, she
proves herself singularly ungrateful. She
turns upon him a small vivid face, alight
with indignation.
You support her cries she. You.
Well, / shall tell you I"-defiantly-
don't want TO go to churches at ALL
want to go to theaters! There.'
There is an awful silence. Miss Ma.
jendie's face is a picture. If the girl had
said she wanted to 90 to the devil instead
of to the theater. she could hardly have
looked more Mortified. She takes a step
forward, closer to Perpetual.
$50 to your room! And pray-pray for
purer mind." says she. This is heredi.
tary, all this! Only prayer can cast it
out. And remember, this is the last word
upon this subject. As long as you are
under my roof you shall never go to
sinful place of amusement. l forbid you
ever to speak of theaters a@ain.'
Il shall not be forbidden!" says Per-
petua She confronts her aunt with fam
ing eyes and crimson checks. Il do want
to. go to the theater, and to balls, and
dances, and everything. '-passionate>
ly, and with Il most cruel, despalrlng
longing in her young voice, want to
dance. to laugh, to sing. to amuse my
self-to be the gayest thing in all the
W0rld.'
She stops as if exhausted, surprised
perhaps at her own daring, and there is
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and then Miss Majendie looks at her.
" The Sayest thing III all the world
and your father only four months dead!
says she. slowly. remorselesSly.
All III moment, as it were, the little
crimson angry face grows white-White
as death itself. The professor shocked
beyond words, stands staring, and mark
ing the sad changes in It. Perpelua is
trembling from head to foot A fright
ened look has come into her beautiful
eyes-her breath comes quickly. She is
as a thing at bay-hopeless, mortified.
Her lips part as if she would say some
thing. But no words come. She casts
one anguished glance at the professor,
and rushes from the room.
1t was but mOmentary glimpse into
a heart. but it was terrible. The profess
sor turns upon Miss Majende in great
wrath.
THAT was cruel-uncalled for!" says
he, a strange feeling in his heart thar he
has not time to stop and analyze then.
''How could you hurt her so? Poor
child. Poor girl She loved him.
'"Ehen let her show respect to his mem
ory." says Miss Majendie vindictively.
She is Observation-Disclosures
''She was not wanting in respect His
tone is hurried. This woman with the
remorseless eye is too much for the gen
tie professor. ''All she does want is
change. amusement. She is young.
Youth must enjoy
I'm modera tion-and i'll proper Ways,
says Miss Majendie stonily. Gin mod
Grafton" she repeats mechanically, al
most unconsciOusly. And then suddenly
her wrath gets the better of her and she
breaks out into a violent rage. That one
should dare to question her actions!
''Who are your demands she fiercely,
that you should presume to dictate right
and wrong to me-.
Il am Miss Wynter's guardian, says
the professor, who begins TO see Visions
and all the lower regions let loose at
once. Gould an original Fury look lnore
horrible than this old woman, with
her gray nodding head, and Blind
yindictive passion. He hears his voice
faltering. and knows that he is edging
toward the door After all, what can
the brayest man do with an angry old
w
quickly as possible? And the professor,
though brave enough in the usual ways,
is not brave where women are concerned.
Guardian or no guardian, I will thank
YOU TO remember you are in my housc.'
cries Miss Majcndie, in a shrill tone that
runs through the professors head.
Certainly. certainly says he. CON
fusedly. and then he slips out of the
room, and having felt the door close be-
hind him. runs unanimously down the
staircase. For years he has not gone
down any staircase SO swiftly. 4 vague.
if unacknoWledged. feeling that he is lit
orally making his escape from vital
danger, is lending wings to his feet Be
fore him lies the hall door. and that way
safety lies, safety from that old gaunt.
irate figure upstairs. He is not allowed
to reach it, however-just yet.
a door on the right side of the hall is
opened cautiously; IL .shapely little head
is us cautiously pushed through it, and
two anxious lips whisper:
MI Curzon," first. and then. as he
turns in answer to the whisper,
''Sh-sh.'
(TO BE CONTINUED