Morris tribune. [volume] (Morris, Minn.) 1880-2000, 1904-03-05

chestra on the casino porch was play
| ing '"The Conquering Hero Comes il
his honor and at the behest of Ton
Meredith. he knew.
There were other pretty ladies be
sides Mrs Van Skuyt in the launch
load from the yacht, but as they touch
, ed the pier, pretty girls or pretty WON
! looked in the wild scramble the college
men made for their hero. They hailed
him forth, set him on high, bore him Oh
their shoulders, shouting 'Skal to the
Viking" and carried him up the wood
ed bluff to the casino. He heard Mrs
We've put in at several other places
where he had friendsr' He remember
ed the wild progress they made for
him up the slope that morning at Win
ter Harbor-how the people looked on
and laughed and clapped their hands.
But at the veranda edge he had no.
ticed little form disappearing around
corner of the building, young girl
running away as fast as she could.
''See there" he said as the tribe set
him down; you have frightened the
populace." And Tom Meredith had
stopped shouting long enough to an
SWer: Its my little cousin. overcome
with emotion. She's been counting
the hours till you came been hearing
about you for good while. She hasn't
been able to talk or think of anything
else She's only fifteen, and the crucial
moment is too much for her. The great
Harkless has arrived, and she has fed"
But the present hour grew on him
as he leaned on the pasture bars. 1t
had been reminiscent day with Elm,
but suddenly His memories sped, and
the voice that was singing Schubert's
"Serenade' across the way touched
him with the urgent personal appeal
that a present beauty had always held
for him. 1t WAS soprano and without
tremoio. yet came to his ear With Il
certain tlemu!ous sweetness 1t was
soft and slender. but the listener knew
it could be lifted with fullness and
power if the singer would 1t spoke
-
thought of the singer. Under the
moon thoughts run into dreams, and
he dreamed that the owner of the
voice she who quoted THE Walrus
and the Carpenter on Fisbees notes.
was one to laugh with you and weep
with you. yet her laughter would be
tempered with sorrow and her tears
with laughter
When the song was ended he struck
the rail he leaned upon a sharp blow
with his open hand. There swept over
him i feeling that he had stood precise !
~ where he stood now on such a night |
a thousand years ago; had heard that
voice and that song and been moved by /
the voice and the song and the night +
Just as he was moved now He had |
ong known himself for sentimental |
st. He had almost given up trying to
cure himself And he knew himself i
Tor a born lover. He had always been
n love with some one. In his earlier
youth his affections had been so con-
SANITY inconstant that he finally came
% settle with his self respect by rec
,gnizing in himself fine constancy
hat worshiped one woman always. 1t
vas only the shifting image of her that
changed. Somewhere Che dreamed.
indulgent of the fancy.
ret hooking himself for it, there was a
,irl whom he had never seen who wait
ID till he should come She was every
I, T,,k;I I>1 I,1 sat n
lelp adoring others who possessed lit
lie pieces and suggestions of her-her
her courage. her short upper
ip. like a curled rose leaf" or her
lear voice or her pure profile. He had
10 recollection of any lady who had
quite her eyes. He had never passed
lovely stranger on the street in the
Id days without thrill of delight and
warmth. If he never saw her again
nd the vision had only lasted for the
ime it takes lady to cross the side
walk from shop door to carriage
e was always little in love with her
because she bore about her somewhere.
s did every pretty girl he ever saw.
suggestion Of the PARKWAY divinity.
)ne does not pass lovely strangers in
he streets Of Plattville. Miss Briscoe
rus pretty. but not at all in the way
hat Harkiess dreamed For five years
he lover in him that had loved so Of
en- had been starved Of all but dreams
'nly at twilight and dusk in the sum-
Ter. when strOlling lie caught sight Of
woman's skirt far up the village
treet half outlined in the darkness
nder the cathedral arch of meeting
this romancer of pettieoats
Duld sigh true lovers sigh and. If
e kept enough distance between. fly Il
earning fancy that his lady wandered
lere
Ever since his university days the
mage of her had been growing more
nd more distinct. He had completely
attled his mind as to her, appearance
nd her voice. She was tall.1,almost too
Ill. he was sure of that; and out Of
is consciousness there had grown
weet and yivacious young face that he I
new was hers. Her hair was light 1
rOWn, with gold luSters {he reyeled i'm .