The Dalles times-mountaineer. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1882-1904, 1898-05-17
wINONA.
A WHISPER FROM AMONG THE PINES.


ton, as the many visitors at this pleas
ing summer resort can truthfully testify,
is wildly picturesque. The purple hills
which rise fantastically until they touch
heavens blue, west of the lake of which
we speak, the old snow peak, Adams,
rising to the north, in all majesty,
guarding the peaceful valley at his feet.
The beautiful mountain stream which
goes murmuring over grey stones, max
ing liquid music for the feathery ferns
and various members of the family OF
Flora, as they peep laughingly into the
crystal clearness of the water-mirror
furnished by nature, the hills south OF
the lake, covered by tall frs whose
spears point untiringly upward; the
rude log cabins which nestle cozily
among willows and evergreens, all go
toward making one of the most beautl-
flu. pictures which an artist heart can
thoroughly enjoy, or poet-nature ap-
preciate. A rough hewn bridge crosses
the mountain stream, and over the rail-
ing. two figures lean-a man and
woman; the former is of slight build,
fair of face, with pleasant, laughing blue
eyes: the latter is of dark, almost south
ern beauty, eyes and hair of black; the
eyes snap viciously if their owner dis
likes anything said or done, but if all is
pleasant. beam with the same velvety
light as that seen in the eyes of doe.
The two are speaking in an undertone,
but the rushing little stream heard their
words, and told them to me, while l
stood listening to the response of the
birds
The sun was sinking into sea of
amber clouds, ere he said good night to
his friends, the earth people; the air
was soft and balmy; the sound of the
bells of Moll and Bess. Flo and
Daisy, as they came slowly down the
lane, came to me with a musical chime;
the whole world seemed so quiet and
restful that it made one feel as though
,hey were at peace with all mankind,
,ho' they might not be.
The man on the bridge was speaking
20 the girl in these woods when the eX-
preston on his face first attracted the
lttention of the stream.
'.Winona, 1 do not see why
rou speak in this manner to me.
try to do just as you would
ave me do. Itry to say just what you
vould have me say, but with all the eff
orts to make your life pleasant, you ac-
use me wrongfully. Irepeat it, of pay
ng attention to other girls. l love you
nth all my heart, but 1 cannot endure
nese accusations, and they must cease
r. we shall part. shall leave this
lace, and you, unless you root this fool c
III jealousy from out your heart"
clarence, I saw you the other even v
lg while you and Miss Werter were
eated on thelog near the camp fire.; I q
wv you smile, oh, such smile! You
ever looked at me like that. You Z
layed and sang to her and only played q
nd sang at us one would think that no o
her creatures existed but you two. O
now you are beginning to care more
r her than for me, and l shall drown ~
yself in that deep hole at the foot-log, II
you don't quit flirting with her SO a
lere." And Winona leaned far over 81
lie railing, and the black eyes sent u
lousand arrows flying into the watry a.
.pths below.
sGood bye, Winona, l am going now, II
,ck to my camp, where / shall begin
separations to leave. | shall go back
Hood River, and when you get over SC
is foolishness, and if you want me, W
rite one word ''come, and / will fly to ey
u 1t is better thus. l will 90 in the or
orning before you are up, SO goodbye, tn
,lish girl
Don't go, Clarence, didn't mean to 10
rt you, but l can't get these wicked So
oughts out of my mind"
Well, it is best for me to go. We
rt as friends, do we not?"
Yes; and goodbye; but, Clarence, r
| as though something dreadful were g,
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