Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1900-04-20

ing till dawn. There was nothing 4
make her hold her fingers close upol
her eyes as il to shut out vision. I'll
mystery remains always beyond eX
PLANTATION. There Is no definition Il
the magic word; there Is no fashion II
which the necromancy can be account
ed for.
The morning found him eager to SCI
her and found her wondering by wha
means she could avoid him. There
was ice boating, and while he searched
for her he saw her flying by in one o.
the Swimming craft, sitting erect ant
fearless while the great white boa
took to itself the wings Of reckless
bird.
In the afternoon there was musical
and he saw her sitting, demure ant
| sober, in q corner where he could no
reach her, and later, at dinner, in al
the wtchery of her cleaning toilet OF
white, he had the sorry satisfaction OF
glimpsing her as she went down &c
dinner with another man.
In the evening she seemed to fit be-
fore his eyes like will-o'-the-wlsp. lle
| could never get near enough to speak
| He gave up at length and went away
! angry and hurt, and the next morning
a telegram came calling him back to
town. He said to himself that he
would meet her somewhere, though he
was quite aware that her life was
much more given up to fashionable
pleasures than his own. But the win
| ter wore away, and he met her no.
| where. He could not think Of trying
| to call upon her. She had not asked
| him to do so. She had seemed not to
care for him after that first night, but
accuse himself as he might Of having
been an infatuated fool he could not
rid himself of the idea that for a few
hours his soul was nearer to hers than
it had ever been to that of any other
human being. TO be sure, their hap.
piness and sweet intimacy had been
hidden under badinage and an affecta-
ton of Indifference, but they were
there, all the same.
Summer came.
II shall see her at the lake" said
kirkland, and he put himself in the way
of being invited up, but she was not at
her uncle's house. She had gone to the
Canadian lakes with an English fami-
ly. Kirkland concluded that he ought
to see Canada. A man really had no
business gadding off to the other side
of the world till he had seen his own
continent. He went rowing on Cana
dian lakes and nearly lost his life, but
after a fortnight's patience he found
his way to the lodge where Miss
Blynn's friends lived.
Miss Blynn grew tired of our grim
solitude" said her host. "She says
Chicago is pleasant in the summer,
though l myself have vet to see the
time when l would call it pleasant, and
she has gone back home to study some
thing or other. / never knew her so
studous."
"Shes restless" commented Kirk.
land. Il wonder why?"
He put all shyness and sense Of pro-
priety behind him and determined to
find out why. The morning after
reaching the city he made himself gay
in white duck and boldly called at her
house. She was out on a porch at the
rear of the severe looking city house
and had made herself a miniature
country seat there with palms and
ferns and flowers. The hammock was
moving as if she had just quilted it,
but when he met her she was rising
docorously from ono of tho chairs that
surrounded reading table Uttered
with the midsummer magazines.
"Iou haven't your skates On!' she
cried mockingly, extending her hand
Her eyebrows went up and came down
in a funny. nervous little way and the
corners Of her mouth seemed tremu-
lous.
'ls it necessary for me to have my
skates on in order to recommend my
self to your fayor?" he inquired.
Il cannot tell" she responded, "till
see how we'll you converse in Oxford
ties and summer ducks"
They talked nonsense like this for
half an hour, but both Of them We're
desiring to keep still and enjoy the hap
piness of being together again. Neither
had the courage to become serious. He
arose finally.
81 know how impertincnt have
been in Calling" lie said. at is JUST.
fed only by-by my temptation"
1--WE can resist everything but temp
tation, clever man once said," smiled
Miss Blynn.
"Ihen l may come again.?
"YDu may come-in two weeks"
81 am coming in a week or not at
all."
"Then let it be in week." she
laughed.
But it was not week. 1t was three
days.
'l've been miserable for seven
months through not seeing you," he ex-
planned. 81 won't stand it any longer
unless you condemn me to it,"
Her eyebrows went up and down in
that curious way of hers.
II shan't condemn you to it," she
said, "because-well, because l came
back from Canada, because-well"-
"Well, why?"
because it was such long way
from-from Chicago"
But something in the accent of the
speech made it personal and precious
to Kirkland. And he lifted her hand to
his llps.-Chicago Tribune.
"Paradise Billed Down."
A tourist tells how he Travelled with
n vn1lnr cnunla evidently ON their hon.