Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1903-12-24
By CHARLEs GAsyIcp

misery, my nedrt urlIt nearer 10 yours,
drawn by a force At cannot resist
Miss Trevelyan will you accept my
friendship, will you give me the Joy OF
helping your
"You cannot help mel" Joan rur-
INJURED.
No, no." said Joan, almost hoarse-
ly. IL have no sorrow. | cannot
tell you. | can tell no one, Oh, what
was 1t that you said? II you can teach
me to forget" and her hands clasped
! convulsively.
And suppose l CAM" he murmured.
trouble has fallen to your lot in the
past, which threatens to blight your
life, and does blight it at present! l
will not ask again what it is, but |
think can teach you to forget it,"
Joan turned her eyes upon him with
troubled wonder and inquiry.
There is only one way to forget
unhappiness," he went on, softly
''by happiness. 1t is the elixir of life,
it is the magic bowl of which a
draught will drown even the memory
of care! 1t is the strain of heavenly
music which dispels for ever the dis
! cord in the past. Miss Trevelyan-
Ida-if l can teach you that happi-
ness"
] He came step nearer, his hands
were close to hers, his eyes looking
down to her troubled ones
{! Her heart seemed to stand still. 1t
was the snake and the Indian charmer
"Ah, forgive me- l must speak out!
My heart lies bare before you! Miss
MISUNDERSTANDING cord that binds
me to you is not friendship alone, but
love! Yes, love you! Trust your
| self to me, and will teach you to for.
get this nameless past! ] will make
your life one round of happiness! |
will so watch over you AID suard you
that sorrow shall not even cast its
shadow upon you! Ida, love you! !
love you'll"
lie laid his hand upon hers and held
+. it, and his touch seemed to burn her.
White and trembling she kept her
i eyes upon him, her bosom heaving
her breath coming in little pants.
But for all his pleading and her OWL
wavering, she told him SO much of her
sad story as made him desist from
further avowals of love.
He then asked her if he might con.
tinue to be her friend, and she con.
sented
On such slight things great events
turn
! Wandering in his aimless way one
pleasant morning in the park at Monte
Carlo, the memory of his troubles
weighing like load of lead upon his
mind, Lord Villiars was startled by 9
loud shouting behind him and was Just
in time to stop pair of runaway
horses attached to light lady's car
riage containing Miss Mazurka, who
now, in her convalescence, was order
ed this exercise by her physician
! Fortunately he was able OF stop the
affrighted animals before they had
broken into full speed, and before the
occupant of the vehicle, further than q
set of badly shattered nerves, sus
tanned any injury.
After quieting the horses and OBJ
+, serving Miss Mazurkas condition
there being none but park guards
i about, in consequence of the early
hour, Lord Villiars proposed that he
I drive the carriage to the lady's home.
! Miss Muzurka, who knew her
i rescuer, gladly consented, and Stuart
] took seat beside her and drove her
to the hotel in which she was staying
in private rooms with an old lady who
was supposed by some to be hel
mother, and by others her aunt. but
! who was in reality a stranger whom
the Mazurka had engaged to play the
/ part of propriety.
CHAPTER xviii.
The horses were fidgety and rest
less, and Stuart Villiars devoted the
+ whole of his attention to them. His
companion glanced up now and again
at the handsome face, stern and COLI
and proud, set as if in an iron mask
of reserve; and instead of chattering
as she would have done with anyone
else, sat silent and almost awed.
;! When he pulled up The horses at the
hotel, he stepped out and helped hel
i to alight, then raised his hat, and was
going without word, but she detained
him rather timidly.
: TITS awfully good of youl" she said
"and I'm very much Obliged. If you
hadn't stopped them and brought me
), home, | expect l should have been il
the hospital by this time Won't yor
come in and have a cup of coffee?"
i Stuart Villiars was on the point o.
! declining, but she looked so supplicat
ingly at him, that, to save himself the
! trouble of refusing, he inclined hi:
head and followed her up the stairs.
! The apartment was small. but hand
somely appointed, a fire was burnint
IN the crate, and an old lady we.
sitting beside it knitting.
My sheep-dog," said Miss Mazurka
Aunt, we want some coffee. Com.
and sit down by the fire, while I tax,
my things of, Lord villiars."
I As she spoke, she threw her iacke
. and hat into the npYr room ona