Lincoln County leader. [volume] (Toledo, Lincoln County, Or.) 1893-1987, 1900-11-30
. NE sunny morning in early July

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by the side of the river. Nature |
uad donned her summer dress, the riv- |
er flowed silently away between banks |
In green dresses, trimmed with rushes, |
among which the water diamonds spar
kled in the sunshine. Great trees hung |
lovingly over the clear water, gazing |
at their finery mirrored in its depths,
Rs IL they would never tire Of admir-
Ing themselves in their beautiful sum-
mer clothing. This is Lady Emily's
description of tle scene. l was busy
fishing. There seemed no one in the
world but ourselves ard the flies.
"Where IS Tommy this morning?" l
inquired, resculng my hook from the
interior of a misguided fish. Emily
emerged from a parasol, behind which
she had retreated during the operation.
She said l reminded her Of Nero on
such occasions.
II have sent him into the village to
do some shopping for me-" she ex-
planned.
/ whistled softly
'"rhree miles in this heat! Great is
the power Of love-"
II am a little worried about him."
said Emily.
"Oh, he'll be all right. Ice applied to
the head works wonders" remarked
cheerfully.
ITS not that; but-but 1 believe he
Is going to propose"
oh i,,ly - cold in6iN-
tally. Ellis feelings, when he returns
from the village, very hot and tired,
will be rather those Of hatred Of the
tyrant who sent him on such jour-
ney."
II shall mix him some oatmeal wa
ter"
"And add insult to injury"
"He says he likes it."
"Then probably he will propose. Mat
ters seem to have gone far"
But it will upset everything If he
does" said Emily plaintively.
"Why?" inquired.
"Because-it's impossible, Of course
and he'll go away, and 1 shall be with
out anyone to-to-fetch things from
the village"
"Shall l awaken the echoes of the
past?" said l presently.
began to count the echoes on my
fingers. Charlie Musgrave! Lord
Hartley!'-and so on, until 1 began
again at my thumb. Then Emily inter-
fered.
"You darew she said.
For time neighboring cuckoo mo-
nopolized the conversation.
Then Emily said, There's Tommy"
A white figure was crossing bridge
little way higher up the river. There
was WEAKNESS in his gait that went
to my heart, and l seemed to feel in
myself the torture Of thirst that must
possess him.
"You are going to meet him?" l in
quired, seeing Emily rise.
"Yes," she replied, giving herself that
wonderful little shake with which a
woman can Danish all disorder from
her attire.
Returning home in the cool of the
evening, | observed a letter lying on
the table addressed to Emily in a hand
unmistakably masculine. l was In.
formed that she was out, also that
Mr.. Boyton was out. drew my con
clusions, and, knowing the favorite
haunts of my sister, took the letter
and went out in quest of them. found
them sitting together under the trees
watching the fish rising at the flies. A
least, that is what they said they were
doing.
81 hope 1 am not intrudlrg," said
"Oh, uov' said Emily.
certainly not-very pleased--lovel!
eyening-warmw muttered Tommy in
articulately.
fancled he was not quite sincere
and proceeded to offer one of my bes
cigars, as a proposition. 1 lit anothe
myself, and we sat in silence for man.
minutes. The air was intensely still
the blue smoke wreathed upward, ant
hung in miniature clouds over on
heads, to the great discomfort of tn
neighboring flies.
"Do you want the boat this even
ing?" inquired Tommy abruptly.
"No."
"will you come on the riyer?" h
asked of Emily.
She assented, and, as they rose to g
remembered my mission and produce
the letter.
"For you, Emily" 1 said, giving 1t
her. II think from the writing 1t Is
{ frnm-er-Mell-you knowW