Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-01-23

into the room and looked around, and
then threw his hat on the table, and
burst out laughing. May though he
had gone mad; and I got up to run out
of the room, but he caught me and
held me at arms length, and made me
bow, just as if were a princess, and
said, in the strangest voice. with his
face all red and his lips trembling:
Miss Dalton, your carriage
waits, allow me to conduct you,' and
then began to cry, and he made me
sit down, and stood with his hands in
his pockets, and his head up in the air.
"'Carrie,' he said, I've hit it at
last! I believe I'm one of the richest
men in the city of London' Oh, May!
I thought he was out of his mind
But after a little I knew that it was
true, for the next evening he came
home in cab, and he took out a roll
of bank notes. l could have covered
the table with them May; and he got
all the tradesmen's books, and all the
bills, and went out with me to pay
them, and gave me ten-pound note
to buy clothes, and we had champagne
for supper.
"And then, day after day, it went
on; there seemed no end to it; and one
day he told me he had bought an
etsate in Berkshire, and brought me
down here. And, oh, May! I'd never
seen such place; you haven't seen
it yet, dear, and cannot guess how
large and beautiful it is; and there
was an old house-such a pretty little
place. but the gentleman who came
down with us was an architect, and
shook his head, and said it must come
down. And they pulled it down and
built this; and you haven't seen this
yet, May! It was SO grand that was
afraid to move about when we first
came into it; but I'm used to it now"
$50 see," murmured May, watching
the eager face.
"And then came the furniture and
the servants, and the grounds were
laid out do long for you to see the
garden and the tennis-Iawn-an the
carriage and the horses. You've only
seen one carriage, dear! And papa
was quite another man-quite-quite
different to what he used to be when
he went up to the city every morning;
and then he wanted to have a COVER
ness for me, and then cried, and said
wouldn't have any one to teach me
but you, and he looked angry and
blew his nose"
ooh, he still blows his nose? Isn't
that rather vulgar?"
Gas he used to do when he was put
out, and I was afraid to say any more
then; but, oh, May! did long for you
SO, and didn't care one bit for it all
the while you were away!"
poor Carried"
"And then the people began to call
and, oh, that was awful, for they all
stared about, and one old lady put up
her eyeglass and looked papa up and
down as if he were some curious anil
NAL and papa grew red, and puffed,
and blew, and waved his pocket
handkerchief-"
Lucky she wasn't bull" says May
inaudibly.
"And then they began to ask ques-
tons, Was 1 an only daughter and
then papa said no. that there was
you; they asked where you were, and
he said on the continnong; but he
never said word about poor Sidney!"
lowering her voice.
Mays face flushed and then pales.
go on, dear. 1t is very pretty
comedy. Go on"
comedy? What do you mean,
dear May? Well, when they kept ask
ing when you were coming, l could see
papa was uncomfortable, and one day
was so dull and wanted you SO bad
ly, that said l wouldn't stay if you
didn't come back; and after a moment
he said that you could come back if
you liked, and would promise never to
mention Sidney's name, and then
wrote-and he wrote-and-
ALL"
'.Here endeth act first; and very
exciting act it is, Carrie, mine! It
will take me all night to digest it,"
"And tomorrow" said Carrie, eager
ly, 1--WE will go over the place! Oh,
long to show you everything; it is
such long way-right down to the
river. And it is al so beautiful. Mrs.
Godfrey Turner says that there is
only one place better in the whole
county, and that is Sir Heron Letch-
Iford's."
"And who is Sir Heron Letchford,
and whereabouts is it's it called the
Perch?"
"The Perch? oh, see-because
his names Heron, bird! How funny!
II never thought fthat. How quick
you are-you always were, dear May.
The Perch! And he is something like
stork; no, a heron isn't a stork, is
it? He is so tall and thin and grand
Joking, and holds his head so high.
And, on! he's so handsome, dear
something like one Of the pictures in