Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-02-20

pressed voice, even you can under
stand that no one must find you here.
What did you want of me? Speak
quickly. for one Of the servants may
come in at any moment"
Good Heavens, what have done
Inow?" she cried. "Oh, if you only
knew all. Have 1 then no refuge?
| want nothing but to be allowed 70
go away, only to go away from
here"
Yes. you shall go if you like.
But you cannot go this evening, you
silly child"
But tomorrow-tomorrow, Please,
please,"
Tomorrow. or the next day. Now
! l must go and look for Jussnitz;
then | shall come back once more in
any case-and then-will you be
| reasonable?"
She nodded. She was standing be-
| fore him again, crying softly.
What will become of you, Hilda.
without a firm, faithful hand to gui,ie
you?" he said, gently.
"Oh. If | could only be different .
she sobbed. And, as if to prove that
this being different" was not to be
hoped for very soon. she rushed
thoughtlessly out of the room. Out
side. she looked about on all sides
like a frightened deer. Thank God.
the corridor was empty, She
slipped across into her own room,
shut the door noiselessly behind her,
and stood still, breathing quickly
Then she CROPPED her way to the
sofa, crouched down in a corner of
it, and burst into passion of tears;
but she was no longer afraid.
When a few minutes later she
heard, between the bowling OF the
wind and the strokes of the ham,
mers, the Gathering hoofs of gal
Looping horse, she raised her head and
c'asped her hands. Maiberg came
lack toward morning. He had not
f3und Leo. either at the station or at
Any of the inns in the little watering
place near by. He must have gone
through the woods to another station
on the south side of the mountains
Maiberg went to bed tired TO
death. poor, foolish fellow" he
murmured How can man throw
away his happiness like that?"
CHAPTER XIII.
The storm was raging in the leaf
Jess beechwoods; it shook the tops
of the old trees till they bent and
creaked, occasionally flung a dead
bough to the ground, where it fell
with a crash among the underbrush,
and howled and whistled through the
air in every imaginable key.
1t was the sort of weather when
the Harz say the Wild Huntsman
traverses his domain with his un-
canny crew, weather in which one
would not turn dog from the door,
much less a man.
i But the wild night seemd to have
no terrors for the man who, avoid |
ing the travelled carriage road. was
climbing the steep woodland path |
still covered with snow, which led
up from the valley where the iron
works were situated; and he seemed |
to be perfectly acquainted with this |
region. Up here the snow still |
covered the ground. and the pale |
moon shed g. faint light over the |
landscape, though now and then, |
when the storm-driven clouds passed |
over the moon, the woods were all |
blended together in one dark mass. |
But this did not last long, and then |
the black trunks of the huge trees |
stood out all the more distinctly |
from the snowy background.
1t is not one of those spring nights !
when the hunter creeps out after the |
shy mountain cock; it is still winter |
up here, and more like the nights |
when poachers Turk behind the great |
tree-trunks and spread out their |
snares for their prey. And there is
plenty of game here. When the |
forester in his little house on the |
high plateau hears shot, he mutters |
an oath in his pillows, and faneies
himself sending a bullet after the 4,
vile poachers, which will put an end
to their midnight forays forever
For who else would be shooting a,
this time of night?
The man who had been walking on
so rapidly stopped for a moment and
lifted his hat from his burning fore
head.
TT would be the best thing I
could do" he muttered under his
breath. His life was an utter failure
in any case: he had been disappoint-
ed in everything, He had failed in
everything. Even the slightest faith
fulness and devotion, such as the
most miserable woman feels for the
companion of her life, had been
denied him.
She had sent him away, Where he
went was matter of indifference 10
her, so long as lie went out of her
sight,
To no Continued.