Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-04-10


one of your own GLASS;" she cried;
why do you do it to me?"
''You are not really angry, Leone?"
he cried in wonder.
She turned her beautiful face, color
less with Indignation, to him.
II am so far angry" she said, that
I shall not walk through the woods
with you-neVer again.
She kept her word. For two whole
days Lord Chandos wandered through
the fields and the lanes, through the
woods and by the river, yet he saw no
sight of her. 1t was possible that she
punished herself quite as much as she
did him; but he must be taught that,
were he twenty times an earl, he must
never venture on even the least lib
erty with her; he must wait her per-
mission before he kissed her hand.
The fourth day-he could bear it no
longer-he rode past the farm twenty
times and more; at length he was for
tunate enough to see Farmer Noel, and
throwing the reins on his horses neck
he got down and went up to him.
'Have you dog to SELF" he asked.
'tSome one told me you had very fine
dogs"
81 have good dogs, but none to sell, ;"
replied the farmer.
II want dog, and I would give a
good price for a good one,' he said.
''Will you let me see yours?"
eyes, you can see them, but you
cannot buy them,' said Robert Noel;
and the next scene was the handsome
young lordling going round the farm,
with the stalwart, stolid farmer.
He won the farmers heart by his
warm praises of the farm, the cattle,
the dogs, and everything else he saw;
still there was no Leone.
81 am very thirsty; should you think
me very impairment if I asked you
for a glass of cider?" he said; and the
farmer, fiattered by the request, took
him into the little parlor. He looked
at his visitor in simple wonder.
|'They say you are a great lords
son." he said; "but if you are, you
have no pride about you"
Lord Chandos laughed; and the
farmer called Leone. There was a
pause, during which the young lords
heart beat and his face flushed.
Leone" cried the farmer again.
"You will wonder what Leone
means, it is such strange name; it
is my niece Here she comes.
The loveliest picture in all the world,
trying hard to preserve her usual
stately grace, yet with a blushing,
dimpling smile that made her lovely
beyond words.
Leone" said the farmer, will you
bring a jug of cider?"
Pray cried the lord, "do not
trouble yourself, Miss Noel. can
not think
She interrupted him by gesture of
her white hand.
q will send it, uncle" she said, and
disappeared.
The farmer turned with a smile to
the young lord.
"She is very proud, he said "but
Sne is me girl.
The cider came; the visitor duly
drank his glass and went; his only
reward for all that trouble was the one
glance at her face.
That same evening little note was
given to her, in which he begged her
so humbly to forgive him, and to meet
him again, that she relented
He had learned his lesson; he wooed
her with the Difference due to a young
princess; no word or action of his dis
pleased her after that, while he loved
her with love that was akin to mad
ness.
So through the long, bright, beau
tiful summer days, in the early morn
ing, while the sweet fragrant air
seemed to sweep the earth, and in the
evening when the dew lay upon flower
and tree, they met and learned to love
each other.
One evening, as they sat by their ia
vorite spot-the mill-stream-Lord
Chandos told her how he had learned
to love her, how he had ceased to think
of anything in the world but herself.
81 knew you were my fate, Leone"
he said, when I saw you sitting here
by the mill-stream. I am quite sure