Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1903-03-09


agitator was but little known. Most
people had an idea that the quiet
stern-Iooking occupier Of ROsewalk
was a writer; and they knew that he
could not be well of because his
daughter had TO support him by her
eyeTtiOls.
This fair. gentle girl, whose whole
life was spent in working for others,
who never had time TO think OF her
self. was greatly beloved. II ever
she had q leisure hour, it was spent
fin some deed OF charity. She visited
the sick and the sorrowful; from her
sIender-store she helped those who
were I'm greater need. When means
failed her. when she had neither food
nor money TO bestOw, she gave kind
words fun of consolation and tender
I'm their wisdom. She worked very
hard. from early morn until dewy eve.
She rose with the sun. She had
manuscripts 20 copy for her father,
lessons TO arrange. a hundred things
TO do. II the day had been twice as
long. she could have filled IL with
pleasant duties. She was beloved by
abby the children whom she taught,
by the parents who employed her, by
every person with whom she had to
deal 1t was not only her fair,
angelic beauty. but her sweet temper
and wiusOme ways, that won all
hearts.
These were the days OF Martin Rays
decadence. and he could not perhaps
have chosen any spot on earth where
re could have been more secluded OF
more forgotten.
IL was a strange chance that brought
these two sisters so near together, yet
placed them so far apart The steep
green hill that stood between Abbey
and SCuthw0od was typical Of the
great barrier Of caste which parted
them. There were times when both
at the same moment watched the
same skies. yet neither had the least
notion of the others presence in that
part Of the country.
The summer had been hot and Op-
rress.ve. Martin Ray had suffered
much. and il was some relief when
the cool breezes OF autumn came.
They heard casually that Dene Abbey
was filed with visitors, but that any
OF the visitors concerned them never
occurred to them. Father and daugh-
ter would not have sat so quietly
watching the heaving waters had
they known that Leah was so near
them.
The occupants OF Dene Abbey SCI
dom attended the pretty old Norman
church at SOuthwOOd. where He,te
sang so sweetly and so clearly. There
was a church nearer TO them called st.
Barbauld's. which stood in the center
AZ the village near the sea But Sir
Basil liked SOuthwOOd best. He ad-
mired the quaint old Norman church,
with its square tower and fine arches.
Through the windows one could see
the tau eIm-trees; and Sir Basil said
that more devotional thoughts came
90 him there than in any other place.
So. one Sunday morning, when the
whole uaFty went over 70 St. Bar
bauId's Sir Basil went through the
woods. climbed the steep hill, and
descended the beautiful, grassy
Stones. until he reached the old Nor
man church where his fate awaited
him. He never forgot one detail
the -rseu churChyard. the row Of elm
trees that seemed to shut it in from
the world. the cId-fashioned sundial,
near which tail sunHowe-s grew, the
golden haze that filed the air outside,
and the dee1 shadows within.
The rector read the prayers. and
said few words 20 the people
simple. honest words that went home
to every heart and left an impression
there. When the clear, earnest voice
ceased. there was a slight stir in the
C-uaurrft. and then q dead silence.
What broke itg A clear, swee. voice,
which sir Basil. never forgot, singing
a solo i'm a grand old anthem, every
word OF which was distinct and aud
bIp-baautffuI words. well matched
with the fine music and the angelic
voice. He listened I'm wonder; he had
heard some of the finest singers in
Italy and some of the grandest music
.a NaE MNAHWr WUA ANAAAAr INV N--4N
clear sweet. and pathetic, at times
sounding as though il were full OF
tears. and again jubilant and ringing.
He was not sentimental, and fiat
tered himself that he took practical
view OF most things; but as he
listened he thought TO himself
THAT must be how the angels
sing"
He looked up into the Organ-loft
from which the sound came, and there
he saw a picture that was photo
grauhed on his brain for evermOre. A
tail. slender girl stood in the midst
OF the choir. i'm a dress Of pale blue
a girl with a face SO fair, SO Tapt, so
segarhic. that Il awed and bewil-
derCd him. She was singing-nOt 70
the people. who listened with bated
hreatt-uot TO him. whose eyes never
moved from her face. Her head was
slightly appraised. her face upturned.