Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1902-04-28
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he must accept the position as 1t
was; yet he was sure there was some
mystery Miss Charles was lady;
why was she on visiting terms with
his mothers servant? Lord Arleign
went to sleep that night with the
fair face of Angela Rooden shining
through is dreams.
CHAPTER XVII.
Anotht- day has passed, ana stlll
no advertisement appeared. BY this
time Angela had grown accustomed
to the thought of Lord Arleigh's pres
ence. She had not seen him since
the morning of his arrival; but she
knew that he thought of her, for Mrs.
Bowen frequently brought messages
to her-Lord Arleigh hoped that she
would use the library as if he were
not at home, that she would feel at
liberty to visit the picture gallery ano
the Conservatives. He hoped that
Miss Charles was supplied with fruits
and flowers. The fact was that he
longed to see her again, and he would
have given anything for chance in
terview; but he was courtesy itself.
He would not take any steps to bring
about such a meeting. Even Mrs.
Bowen herself, most stately and de-
corous of housekeepers, was per
ifectlv content
But there came a morning when the
weather was unusually warm, and
orly a breath of air stirred the leaves
of the trees. The magnolias were all
III flower, and the odor of the great
white blossoms filled the air; the
syringa-bIooms were out, the roses
seemed to be everywhere; the tall
white lilies stood erect like sentinels,
their glowing golden hearts open to
the sun; the air was languid with rich
and luscious perfume. The only re-
lief to the excessive heat was the
slight salt breeze that found it's way
from the sea. Angela had longing
to escape for a time from the heat,
the perfume, and the vivid green down
to the sands.
The beach at Culdale was charming:
steep and rugged cliffs at the back,
the SUBMITS of which were clothed
with rich green grass and purple
heather; the yellow sands in front
stretched out far and wide There
was a bend in the cliffs which formed
a little bay, called Brantome bay, one
OF the loveliest spots on the coast;
and further on there was great wave
worn caves that were filed with water
when the tide was in, and were dark
and resounding when it was out The
caves were known by the name IL
Brantome Hollows. On the other side
OF the bay there was a streak of
firm, yellow sand on which large
powders half covered with seaweed
lay about in picturesque confusion
Altogether it was spot to delight the
artist s-mind, with it's blue, shining
waters, golden sands, and purple
heath er-crowned cliffs, and just the
spot for which Angela Ionged on this
! sultry day.
| There was no danger of meeting the
earl for he had gone out some time
! before, and Mrs. Bowen had told her
that it was very uncertain whether he
would return for luncheon or not
Il shall be away for some hours,
Mrs. Bowen" Angela said Il am
gcing down to the beach, and 1 will
teke my books with me-"
SO she walked through the park,
with it's long grass and stately old
trees. The heat seemed to increase
until she neared the beach. Then the
kTiny odor of the sea reached her, cool
and fresh. She chose a shady spot
under the shadow of an over-hanging
cliff! and, seating herself, her
thoughts went away over the blue
dancing waves. There was almost a
longing in her heart that the rest and
the peace could last forever.
Presently her musings were dis
turDed by the sound of a mans voice
singing the words of a love-song.
Afterward the odor of a cigar came TO
her with the sea-breeze; and then
Lord Arleigh turned the corner of the
great white cliff He gave a little ex
clamation of surprise when he say
her, and at once threw away his cigar
He drew near to her with the creates
courtesy.
''You have sought refuge from tho
heat, Miss Charles" he said. 81 d.
not remember such a warm, beautifl l
June as this
June is always a lovely month %
she responded; "even the sound of
the word has music in it. 1t is ny
favorite month"
He noticed that, although she had
hIushed and had seemed somewhat
startled when she first saw him, she
had quickly recovered herself. Her
manner now was perfectly natural and
easy, and she did not seem to feel
that there was any difference between
them in rank or social status. She
vas not confused, as one Of "Mrs.
Bowen's friends" would probably have
Teen.
! Whoever she is" thought Lore
Arleigh, "she is accustomed to good