Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-06-26
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Despair. Wu6u LuG S1SCA 1O0"F w SbAAAS
and the sunshine warns the land, you
will say to yourself, June is coming,
and June brings back my love; when
the lark sings and the wood-p1geons
make their nests, when the hawthorn
blooms on the hedges and the lilac
rears it's tall plumes you will say June
is near When the roses laugh and
the lilies bloom, when the brook sings
in the wood. when the corn grows ripe
in the meadows, you will say, June
is come, and it brings my love.
'sMy love-oh, my love-" sighed the
girl, and her voice had the passionate
sweetness of a siren.
"I shall come back to you, Leone
with everything bright, smiling and
beautiful; every rose that blooms, eV-
ery bird that sings, every green leat
that springs will be a message from
me to you to say that [ am coming;
when the wind whispers and the trees
murmur, it will be the same story, that
7 am coming back to my darling. Let
us picture the thirtieth OF June, ana
vour mind shall rest on that picture.
r. will be a bright day, | know, the
skv all blue and clear. not a cloud
in it. but with the nalf-golden hgnt
one sees in June skies. You can see
that picture, Leone?"
eyes" she replied, drawing nearer
him, and resting her head again on MS
breast
"The sun will be low on the NILS
and every living thing will be laugh
ing in it's light. The great trees Will
have grown strong in it, the mowers
will have frightened, and the river
there. Leone, will be running so deep
and clear, kissing the green banks ana
the osier beds, carrying with 1t the
leaves and flowers that will TALL on us
bosom. and the garden will be nlleo
with the flowers we love the best. You
see that picture, too, my love?
eyes. I see it." she whispers.
"Wherever [ may be- he continued
<sT shall so arrange my journey that
may be here with you on the morning
of nv birthday You see the pretty
white gate yonder where the tall wnlte
~osas climb in summer? My darling,
rise early on the thirtieth OF June anu
watch that gate. Even should sucn
an impossible thing be as that you
should never have one word OF or Ironl
mo get up and watch that gate on
the thirtieth of June. You Will see
me- enter. I will part the clustering
roses. 7 shall gather the sweetest, to-
aether with the fairest lily that blooms,
and bring them to you as emblems Oh
vour own dearest self. You Will see
mo walk down the broad path there,
and Won will meet me at the door.
ooh, my love, my love!" sighed the
girl would that it were June now
He bent down to kiss the loving
lips.
eft will GOMEZ he said; "let me nm
ish the picture. shall have speclal
license with me so that we can pc
remarked that day; and then the
world shall know who is Lady Chan-
5oe Then my lady mother shall seek
Won WHO have sought her; then she
shall ask to know you, my darllng'
and this hideous past shall be to us a
dream and nothing more. Leone
when sad thoughts come to you prom
600 me- that YOU will dwell on THIS sloe
of the picture and forget the other.
eT nromise. Lance" she said, gently
'eYou see, my love-whom l shah 81
soon call again by the beautiful name
of wife-you see that your lie ooes
not lie in ruins around you; the only
difference is that I shall be away.
"And that makes the difference OF
the whole world to me" said Leone.
"Apd TO me-" said Lord Chandos;
4<but it will soon be over, Leone. You
can go on living here-it is no unusual
thing for a lady to live alone Wnlle
nor husband is abroad. You can keep
the same servants; you need not make
me least alteration in your life IN any
vUav ONLY remain here in silence anu
Da+ience until [ return. Now 90 you
see. my darling, it is not so dreaotul
eft is hard enough she replled'
shut YOU have taken away the sung
oh NV darling, you will be true TO
me? I am only a simple village GIL
with nothing, your mother says TO rec
ommend me; but I love you-l love
YOU. You will be true to me?"
my dearest Leone, you may as well
ask if the stars will be true to heaven,
or heaven to itself, as ask me II
will be true to you. You are my life
q man is not false to his own life.
You are soul of my soul-no man be-
travs his soul! 1t would be easier for
me to die than be false to you, my
love-"
The passionate words treasured her
something of hope came over the
beautiful face.
Lance" she said, edo you remem-
her the mill-wheel and how the water
used to sing the words of the song?"
eyes, I remember it; but those will
never come true over us, Leone, never
l shall never break my VOWS or you
yours"