Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1901-04-16

Davis to get some points about pecu-
liarly intricate pattern on which her
heart was set-Danny started out good
hour before her TO 60 squirrel hunting
Mrs. Mulveil offered no objection te
her daughter paying the visit, and div
not even notice the disappearance of To
erratic Danny, who went and came witt
his gun as be pleased: but an hour after
Hetty rode off the old woman saddIed
another horse and followed.
John Cameron, by appointment made
at their last preceding meeting, was wait
ing at Mrs Davis for his true love, when
she arrived and breathlessly told him she
was almost afraid to come over for fear
her mother would be upon her heels at
any minute.
'.How could she know of our meeting
here?" asked the young man.
II don't think she knows, but am
sure, from something Mary Elder said
to me, that she suspects, and if she does,
she will do her best to find out. Danny
is in the bushes by the road at the edge
of the woods, and will fire two shots
if she comes along, so as to give time
for you to get out of the way; and |
guess there is not much danger of her
catching US, but it does make me feel
awful nervous"
And it makes me feel consumed mean
to be lodging and hiding in this way.
tell you what it is, Hetty: If we are to
be chased out Of here, that settles it. I'll
be a sufferin' lamb no longer for any old
woman under the broad canopy. Which
do you think you'd prefer to live with
the rest of your life-your mother or
me?
"Why, what a question, John! You
know we'll enough l love my mother;
but if l have to give up anybody, it will
not be you, john"
Then is she follows you here to-day,
off we go tomorrow. What do you say {"
I'm not saying anything, John"
"And I'm talking for two:"
Il guess you are. John"
Selling her impulsively in his embrace
and kissing her, he exclaimed:
I'm the happiest fellow in the Key
stone State, my darling, and l hope to
thunder she comes. But it's clearly I'M
derstood that, whether she does now or
waits for another occasion, her appear
ance shall be the signal for you becoming
Mrs. John Cameron the next day:''
Isn't that just a little-a little sud-
den, John?"
THE more sudden it is, the less chance
is given for anybody anticipating and in
terfering with it,
While they were still engaged in provi-
dentially laying their plans to meet the
probable contingencies of the near future,
Mrs. Davis, who had been left watching
the kitchen, suddenly put her plump,
good-natured face III at the sitting room
door. calling to them:
1.-TWO shots have just been fired, Het-
ty; by Danny, | guess. If so, she'll be
here in a minute, and we've got no time
to lose. John, snatch them horses out
of the bedroom. Push that stand back,
Hetty, and get hold of the end there.
Don't let it come loose on the big one"
While she rapidly gave her orders, the
young man quickly brought out and set
up the two tall trestles, locally known
as "horses," upon which the women lift
ed the quilting frame-previously rolled
up and laid on the floor along the wall
and pegged it out so as to expose a gem
erous expanse of the elaborate patchwork
stretched upon it. Then Mrs. Davis con-
siderately withdrew, to see if Mrs. Null
veil was really coming, but almost in
stantly reappeared. exclaiming:
Law sakes! If she isn't at the gate
already! And she's lighting down to
open it herself. Up with you, John. She
wants to surprise us, and we mustn't let
her do it."
John laughingly scrambled up ladder
pendent straight against the wall, and
disappeared, through a square open trap
in the slab ceiling. Then, detaching the
ladder from its hooks, he drew it up into
the loft with him.
Mrs Davis and Hetty, taking seats on
opposite sides of the quilting frame, APP
peared to be grayely occupied with the
intricacies of that overpoweringly mag
nifcent but exceptionally difficult pattern
known as 1.-The Mexican Pi'ny and Cy-
press-and-Star Border" presenting a
tableau so innocent and undeserving of
suspicion that when Mrs. Mulveil abrupt
~ opened the door and entered upon it,
she blushed for her error and precipi-
fancy.
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