Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1899-09-07
CHAPTER IX.-(Continued.)

$50 that our errands will lie in opposite
directions; if you like, Glade, l will walk
with you to the Fir Cottage first
She thanked him, but declined, and Lee
more, looking anxiously at her husband,
asked him if he could not let the hall
business stand over that night.
you have not been well all day." she
said; "stay at home tonight. l will sing
to you"
'"That would be heavy bride" he an
swered; lone that l would do much to
accept; but this is the day on which Cyril
wished me to deliver the message, and
you know that l like to obey him, even
to the letter."
She turned away without another word
Then Glade rose, and, going round to
Mrs. Audley kissed her. you are quite
sure that you will not want me-" she
said; ANY other evening will do for the
Indian letter, only that she would like
to send it perhaps by the next mail. Still,
as Mr.. Chandos is going, / will stay with
pleasure, if you like"
OF course they would not hear of it.
Mamma and / will talk together"
said Lenore. What time shall you re-
turn, Austin?"
Il can hardly tell. I have many things
nine or ten.
They fingered for short time, talking
over the roses. Suddenly Mrs Audley
turned to Austin and said:
Il heard you complain of your throat
last evening, Austin; there is very often
cold wind after these warm days You
must be fareful."
He laughed after the careless fashion
of men who think so little of physical
+ailment; but Lenore looked up at him.
You must be careful Austin; I have
heard Of one or two cases Of diphtheria
in the village-I must make you take
precautions, Austin"
lie bore away with him in his heart
the picture of Lenore as she stood there,
her dress of pale-blue silk, richly trim
med with white lace, her golden hair
with white rose in its depths-grace-
full, loving and beautiful with a smile on
her face that was never seen there again
She held some rich, white roses in her
hands, but when Mrs. Audley spoke of
Austin's health she laid them down on
the table and went up to him. She laid
her white hands lightly on his shoulders
and looked kindly in his face.
You are to take care of yourself, and
not to expose your throat to the chill
breeze. Our poet must be saved from all
Ill winds"
She saw lying on the table near her a
pretty little silken scarf of her own-it
was of Roman silk, SO fine and delicate
that one could have drawn it through a
wedding ring, yet close and warm. 1t
was richly embroidered, and had a beau
stiful tasseled fringe. Lenore took it,
'How be obedient, Austin" she said,
"and let me wrap this round your
Throat"
He laughed but he was delighted that
she should care for HIM so tenderly; it
was worth anything in this wide world to
have those sweet, white hands round his
neck, that beautiful face SO near his own.
1t was so sweet to obey her, to bend
his proud head, to feel the touch of those
soft fingers about his neck; he would
have bent his head for far heavier yoke
than that to please her.
She threw the white silken scarf round
his neck, so little dreaming help
her-where and how she should see it
again.
Then Mrs. Audey cried out:
Austin, if you spend all the evening in
making love to your wife, you will never
reach the Hail."
Il would rather stay here" he said.
Making love to my wife, as you call it,
Is very pleasant
Then Lenore said:
II cannot tie this; I must not spoil the
beautiful tassels. How shall l fasten
it?'
Round her own white neck she wore a
broad piece of blue velvet, which was
fastened by small brooch of fine white
,Ic cha hold 70,
you will indeed be my knight" she
said; you will have my color and my
favor, my scarf and my brooch. Mamma,
see how fine l have made him.
Both ladies laughed as she fastened
the scarf with the pretty brooch. 1t was
an old-fashioned brooch. shaped like a
ring, one that Mrs. Audley had given to
her aaughter-a family heirloom and on
the back was a small cross, artistically
enbraved How we'll both mother and
daughter remembered and described the
brooch afterward.
MANY thanks, my darling" he said;
''I feel like caliph of Bagdad with all
this silk and pearls"
He had left the room then; before he
had closed the door he returned, and,
going up to Mrs. Audley, bent down and
kissed her face.
II went without kissing you," he said;
"and l have come back again. l never
like to miss my good-nights from you,
and you will have gone to rest before I
return"
Some impulse for which she could not
account made the gentle lady raise her
hands and clasp them round his neck.
Good night, my dear son." she said,
as she kissed her face.
Then he fingered half minute longer
with his wife while he kissed her again,
and told her at what hour he should re-
turn.
Good night, Lenore," he said, for
two or three short hours" And ST..
answered him:
Goodnight" while the shadow crept
nearer and nearer