Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-09-13

she must be aesomewhat 10
person observed the artist
~She isand sset she is not,
said, growing Suddenly grave
Thoughtful. It am SO deeply I'M
to her that ought not 10 spec
wcrd against her. She does not
stand youth or happiness. She has
one aim and end in life, that is
Performance of what she consider
be duty My aunt is tall and
angular. She would not make a go&
subject for picture, for there is nota
graceful line about her. Neither could
You fancy her crying or laughing, or
kissing child, or singing song.
She is always prim and precise. Yet
4 she is coed at heart
Many strictly good people are very
disagreeable," he remarked.
She looked up with an expression of
relie,
Have you found out that?" she in
quired. 81 am so glad l thought I
was quite alone in entertaining such an
unorthodox idea can just remember
how beautiful my fathers religion was
all love and charity; whereas every
disagreeable word she speaks, is
disagreeable word she speakes, Is
always attributed to her religious
views
The life must be a dull one for
you," he remarked locking down at her
beautiful face.
1T would be- she said, did I not
find SO much pleasure in my surround
ings."
You love nature SO much?' he in
fquired.
Yes" she replied Il am just
eighteen, and l have never been beyond
the sound of the rush OF the river yet.
You see, it runs just at the end of the
garden; the acacia-trees grow quite
down to the waters edge
You have never been away from
this place in all your life?" he said,
wonderingly.
mo, not for a day." she replied.
Warwick is not very far away; but
have never seen the grand old castle
there
And l." he said Though l am only
a few years older than you are, have
been almost all over the world
Il long to see the world she con-
fessed. looking at him with a wistfu,
expression. Il love st. Byno's; but 1
should like to see the grand palaces 1
have read about But then life is
long."
He sighed when he heard the words,
for he knew that poets am, philoso-
piers said just the opposite. She was
young, beautiful, quite innocent and
ignorant of the ways of life. He was
Ike man with a new picture to look
at, a new book to read; he was en-
raptured and fascinated: he could have
sat ON the trunk of the fallen tree and
listened to her forever.
Tell me about yourself" he said.
i have nothing to tell" she replied.
Yoj. can understand how quiet and
uneventful my life has been, for / have
never left st. Byno's.''
Il can understand how pleasant and
simple it has BEEN" he said.
Yes, she answered, a shade of sad
ness coming over her face. eff nv
parents had lived, it would have been
all that is most delightful. But nv
aunt has no sympathy with the young
neither has she any love for the beauti-
1ui' and consequently she is apt to re-
gard me and my amusements with con-
tempt. She Well, l cannot wei, ex-
~
plain myself: but am not happy with
her.
mere was something of depressed
feeling in the girlish face which touch
ed the listener.
My aunt" she continued "does ro+
even like the singing of the birds. She
destroys the butterflies, but she lets the
bees live because they make honey
which she sells. Every one is eager to
Duy lt; they say it is the finest honey
IN Warwickshire. Things that are
beautiful and of use she tolerates. b,t
De they ever so beautiful and useless
she dislikes them"
Under what category does she place
your he asked.
Under neither" was the reply. "Tn
aunt Ailce's mind l hold a position
quite different from anything else in
creation. She often says that was
born for her special annoyance. to ha
her especial cross; and, though she IS
very kind to me in essential things
believe it is true that am a torment
to her,
why" uie
because cannot fall in completely
with all her views She would like mo
10 get up at certain hour in the morn
ing. If the sun is shining rise VOW
early cannot wait for the regulation
hour; and then my aunt is not nlease5 :
She says that the dew DESTROYS INV
shoes and dresses, that / should wait
until the day is aired and when
attempt to argue the point with her
she grows angry Do you see where
the water falls over the rock there and
runs back into the stream?n the girl
asked, after brief pause.
TO be continued.