Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-07-21


and spoke her name, and Clifford,
thinking it was her father, turned
around quickly.
1t was not Mr.. Wood. but Frenchy
Vyse.
Nellie" he said again; Miss
Nellie"
Nellie shrank away with such a
palpable start that Clifford answered
for her.
what is it. vyse?" he said,
pleasantly.
81 spoke to Miss Nellie" he growIed
thickly.
"Ain't you coming with me, Miss
Nellie, to see the set-piece? You said
you would you know"
Nellie shrank still closer to Clifford,
so close that he could feel her cheek
upon his arm.
Miss Nellie can't come now, vyse,"
he said, quietly; "she is waiting for
Mr.. Wood"
Vyse glared at him, malevolently,
and for moment. seemed too savage
to command his voice.
81 ask you again. don't take any
notice of that stuck-up fool-will you
come as you promised, Nellie?" he
said, in fierce, husky whisper, bend
ing toward her.
Nellie put her other hand on
Clifford's arm and turned to him, so
that she was almost on his breast.
Tell him no." said Clifford in an
undertone. II am afraid he has been
drinking, Nellie. and could not take
proper care of you"
And if he hadn't been | would not
CO." she said, in frightened whisper,
NO, Vyse, l will not go. I do not
want to go with you, and l will not.
did not promise, and it is false to say
did! Go back to the drink again"
Vyse stood for minute as if over,
whelmed by the girls scorn, then,
with an oath. he shook his fist at
Clifford, and walked away.
Nellie hung her head, and, woman
like, burst into tears.
Come, come! Don't cry. Nellie" he
said, soothing her. Hes gone for
good now. When the wines in the
wits out, and poor Vyse-" he
paused and looked down at her with
smile brother might have worn.
well, | think your own bright eyes
and pretty face have something to do
with Vyse's condition. Nellie"
She drew her arm from his, and.
raising her face, looked at him with
deep reproach in her eyes, in which
the tears still glistened.
"You-you have no right to say
that; tit is unkind, cruel" she
painted. ooh, it is cruel!"
Nellie, Nellie!" he said, drawing
her arm within his again. 81 did not
mean to wound you-Heaven forbid!
but there. We won't say anything
more about this foolish Vyse; why,
declare, if we are not spelling your
evening between us. and we can't see
the fireworks from here Suppose we
go little nearer the lawn" He LED
her toward the lawn. and all I'm
consciously they approached the path
leading in front of the terrace.
1t was dark now, and Clifford did
not see that the terrace was lined
with people who had come out from
the ballroom to see the fireworks.
In the center of the group stood
Kate, her face pale. her eyes fixed on
the ground
Lord Carr-Lyon was close beside
her, his face as flushed as Vyse's, his
voice whispering thickly in her ear,
as she stood with her hands clasped
tightly, and her lips set hard lest
the words, too late, too late,"
should break from between them.
This is better" said Clifford
Look, Nellie, that is a fine rocket!
Why" he said. smiling, you cannot
see for the tears. Where is youl
handkerchief"
TT don't know,' she said. with a
little choked sob; somebody must
have stolen it."
Take this" he said, and he gave
her his.
At the moment she took the hand.
kerchief. and turned her pretty tear
stained lace up 10 MS Win shy
gratitude, a great blaze of fireworks
went up and lit up every one of the
faces in the crowd. and Kate. looking
down, saw the man who had poured
out his passionate pleadings for her
love, and the girl leaning on his arm,
taking his handkerchief and wiping
her eyes with it,
For a second she stood as if she
could not believe her eyes, and then
a shudder ran through her and she
grasped Lord Carr-Lyou's arm.
"What-what's the matter. Kate?'
he exclaimed. W-what-cold-fain
She turned from him and looked
around helplessly. then laid her hand
on Lady Warmers shoulder.
''Take-take me away" she said in
hoarse whisper. II am ill.,
What is it. Kate? What Is it--are
you faint?" she said. anxiously
why. child. you are as white as
ghost, Do you feel tired? You have
overdone it tonight. l expect