Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1904-06-25

Der, and tile girl and her companion
paced aimlessly up and down the plat
form of the. little Scottish railway sta
ton, waiting for the southbound train.
A handsome young man who had
been taking turn up and down the
opposite platform, waiting apparently
for train to the north, glanced across
ut the people who, like himself, paced
back and forth impatiently. AS his
eyes fell upon the tall, graceful girl
with a face like brilliant flower, he
paused in establishment Then a wave
of warmth and excitement surged over
him and he dashed across the tracks
and advanced with boyish eagerness
toward her.
1t was pretty bit of comedy spar
king with pleasure, surprise, eager
ness. Then the big black engine swept
down upon them with a wild, trium-
plant shrek as much as to say: mo
more of this nonsense. Come with me
to London, young lady" And in the
midst Of their excited greetings, they
were obliged to part.
mot married?" she laughed as he
stood at the door of the compartment.
mo, I'm waiting for the lady fair"
he answered gayly. And your
waiting for the gentleman dark, !"
she replied archly.
Then the guard called Cali aboard"
and as she waved her hand in gay
farewell, the train pulled out of the
station.
The world seemed suddenly fat to
him. 'And 1 didn't get her London
address, he exclaimed aloud, as his
stupidity dawned upon him. "Well, I'll
be hangedv
Two years later the servants at Fair
acre received notice from their young
mistress Of her intention of opening
the house for few weeks. The old
place had been closed since her early
childhood.
She had travelled far and wide; been
courted and admired. But after awhile
one got tired-so tired. In the very
midst Of the season, when gayety was
at it's height, thoughts of the dear old
days haunted her mind. They were
gone forever, those wonderful childish
days, but at least she would go back
and have bit of make believe all
to herself.
Tears rose in her eyes as she was
driven up to her own door. How well
she remembered the quaint support
ing pillars and the broad veranda! The
sun was just dropping out Of sight, but
it's faint golden glow fingered lovingly
on the place. In the darkness Of her
old room that night she thought with
wet eyes Of the little girl Of other days.
At 8 o'clock the next morning she
stole down to the stone fence once
more, smiling foolishly to herself as
she did so. There was no need to hide;
the boy would not go by. And so she
leaned upon the wall, thinking pensive-
" Of the past.
A weird buzzing aroused her, and
she looked up to see big, red touring
car spinning down the road toward
her. For moment she watched it in
differently Then as it drew nearer
and the outlines of it's occupant be-
came clear her heart jumped with de-
light.
ITS he: it really is" she exclaimed
excitedly.
At the same moment the automobile
slackened speed, and the man inside
lifted his hat with flourish and sang
out joyously: Hello, little girl! What
you staring at?'' AS of yore she drop
ped suddenly down out Of sight
But isn't it strange that you should
happen along this very first morning
that I'm homer she queried when,
their nonsense over, they stood talk
ing across the wall.
swell, not so odd as it would have
been if I had not known you were
coming" he admitted laughingly. Then
queer look came into his eyes.
"Why haven't you married?' he de-
manded abruptly. She opened her lips
to reply, but something in his face ar
rested her. She flushed furiously. He
laid his hand on hers.
Haven't we been pair of idiots?'
he asked, with happy laugh.