Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1902-05-22
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LADY AnN's CHERRY ORCHARD.

Hlla f. Mosbey in Springfield Re
publican
There are times when our old earth
looks like a dream of Paradise
rose garden, or perhaps cherry
orchard. when the world looks clad in
bridal white
Lady AIMS cherry orchard" muir
INJURED somebody and Mr.. Knightly ola
not say nay.
II always fancy when a light south
wind blows the fragrant petals over
me that feel like bridegroom when
a fold Of the brides shining veil falls
against him."
This enthusiasm from Mr.. KnighLly.
who came to us q few weeks ago with
a bad cut In his sword arm and a
face az black and glum as well could
be. and not word for anybody, nx-
cept our Barbara! The little one
piped up now.
did you laugh before breakfast,
Mr.. Knightly?"
way, little maid, surely | did not.
But why?"
Nurse says II you laugh so early
you must cry before night"
He might well have been excused
for the laughing for our cherry
orchards, too, were fair and fragrant,
and out of the blue sky fell shower
of the lark's sweet notes and all the
world was green and fair We our
selves were in joyous mood. for our
father who had been taken prisoner,
was released on parole and was 20
return that day. and bring a friend
with him. He did not name the
friend, nor did we greatly care. for we
were go glad of his coming that The
other mattered not much to any of us
or 80 we fancied
"Ah, but how long the coach is in
coming!" sighed Robin.
Five minutes would seem long to
an impatient lad" said |. Perhaps
Mr.. Knightly will tell us a story and
make the time pass more quickly?"
Instantly all the lads were In a
ring about him, and entreated him to
be kind; and my mother added her
gentle request, which nobody ever re-
fused. The old hawthorns by tho
roadside made natural harbor, and
when an April shower and gust of
wind came it was still and dry under
meath the matted boughs, like being
at the heart of things where all is
peace.
Mr. Knlghtly drew little Barbara
close beside him and began in the old
fashion by affirming twas q true tale.
and no himself had seen the home IN
Kent set all about with the fairest of
cherry orchards in full bloom, with
crimson and gold bars of sunset cloud
seen between their blossoms. and opa
thrush singing its sweetest song to
an unseen mate.
twas Paradise time then. he SAID
for his friend was lover of LADY Ann
and they had just plighted their troth
and were to be welded when the king
was on his throne in safety and there
was peace in the land 1t was Nav
in 164S. and his friend was one Of the
Cornish die Hards" as they called
the gallant band that served under
brave Sir Devil Greenvil. the best.
loved man in all Cornwall
Shv exclaimed Hal was not he
the man who charged up Stratton am
sword IN hand. with his poor soldiers
half-starved and having nought but a
handful OF powder. and routed tho
parliament men and seized guns and
baggage. as well as prisoners in
plentyf"
"Ay, my lad, the very man" an.
swered Mr. Knightly his face aslov.
and after that those soldiers cooped
up in corner. and their leaders
Killed turned and flung themselva %
upon Sir William Walters ar,,,v
winning the fight Of Roundway Down,
Those were brave days,
But Lady AIMS brother. who had
Joined their band. was sorely hurt IN
enc of their fights. and my friend
III Just call him Mary Trelwaney. for
you know the old rhyme
Ire Pol and Pen
Are the signs of Cornish men.
rode across country to take him
home, where his sister might nurse
him back into health and strength.
Lady Ann was but 16 very beauti.
ful and very proud, with a soft rose
color in her cheeks. and hair of o
shining rudy brown and eyes vevety
and dark. and yet shining. too, and
sweet II aught touched her heart"
could not help thinking Of nv
friend. Nan Penreath. and it came to