The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-01-18

into the wide heavens above her, where
real little stars shone. and from whence
seemed to come the wind that blew as
though it would extinguish a hundred
thousand lights with its cold breath.
At length the grandfather, came out
and took the obedient little one with
him to the coy room below.
Here they found guest whom the
casual observer might have taken to be
Karl's brother, although he was only
cousin of the duslzy Marya's blonde
lover. He had the same yellow hair,
the same blue eyes-eyes in which
lurked a suggestion of melancholy not
seen in Karl's. The firm lines about his
mouth, as well as his strong, we'll
shaped hands, indicated a will of iron.
This was Hans Frerik, the brother-in-
law, and, according to the custom of
the island, the future husband of THE
Stranger" EEAE
Hans Frerik was heir to fine estate:
large herds of cattle, which grazed upon
the sea-meadows beyond the bikes,
would one day be his own. He might,
therefore, have led the comfortable life
of farmer, but for his great love of
the sea. While boy, he was best sat
isfed when, as cow-herd, he was free
to lounge upon the beach at all times
and in all kinds of weather
Later, however, his ambition grew,
and he had a fishing smack built for
himself at Cuxhaven. Even though he
was not obliged to fish for livelihood,
as every one upon the island said, yet it
was we'll known that his gains thereby
were considerable, and his less fortunate
neighbors eagerly seized every oppor-
tunity to accompany him when the time
for the great catch arrived.
1t was the last of September. The
coming of the shoals was hourly expect
ed, and, as there was nothing of i'm
portance to require his presence at
home, Hans had arranged to start upon
his usual fishing expedition on the NOR
row.
Good evening, governor" came from
the now darkened room as Peter Eilt
entered.
THANK you, Hans Frerik," answered
the old man; wait moment while
take the child to her mother
He returned in very few minutes,
bearing in his hand an old-fashioned
pewter lamp which he lighted and
placed upon the table. 1t was needless
for Hans to jingle so noisily the fish
hooks in his pocket to call attention to
his intended departure, for Peter Eilt
began at once to speak of the one ever
uppermost in the young man thoughts.
ut is almost impossible to get along
with the girl" he said, as he trimmed
the smoking flame with small instru-
ment attached to the lamp for that pur-
pose. "She knows that an old voyager
like me cannot bear the darkness, but
it does not occur to her to bring a
light. We shall have to wait longer
than usual for our fried fish tonight.
She is like ship ready to dash herself
to pieces upon the rocks whenever the
marriage is mentioned. The prospect
is not pleasing, my boy; do not like to
force her to it, for she is all that
is left me in my old age. Besides,
she will not be forced. Rather than do
this against her will, she would cut off
her ten fingers"
'She must not be compelled, COVER
nor; no good will come of it," answered
Hans, who had taken his fsh-hooks
from his pockets, laid them upon the
table, and was examining them as care
fully as if they were matter of great
Importance. After a pause, he con-
tinued: "ShaU and mast are bad things.
We men learn to reckon with them from
childhood. Wind and sea show nc
mercy, and we learn shall and must sc
well that at last we come to think that
everything we accomplish is done by
force of will. 1t is very different with
women; they are frail creatures, but
they have strong wills, too. Many a
woman would rather throw herself
from the top of the lighthouse than act
contrary to her will. That is because
with women the seat of the will is not
in the head but in the heart"
The old man had taken from a shell
a small piece of wood, which, as he
carved, grew more and more like the
model of ship. Presently he laid dowr
his work, pushed the light aside, and
gazing into the young mans eyes will
establishment, said "You talk like {
learned man, Hans. How is it? ON
can feel such things, but to express
them in words-I do not understand it.
Great, burly Hans blushed like ;
schoolboy and then said, with some EN-
barrassment; "Wcll, when the lines ar
out and am waiting for the fish, sucl
thoughts come to me upon the blu
water, and them can understand hov
Marya feels about the matter"
3 Peter Eilt sighed deeply. 81 woul'
gladly have left my place to one of m,
own family, but my son sailed befor
me; and Marya-well, it is too late now
Where as the girl? l must go and loo
for her."
Let me 60" said Hans, quickly; 9
: should like to bid her good-by before
60"
AS the old man went up to the lar
7 tern to attend to the lamps, Hans Ell
tered the smoky little kitchen, wher
Marya was busily preparing the supper
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