Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-08-21

and tell him there would be one face
IN the church so perfectly lovely that
no other would be looked att
Whose is that?" asks May, alb
sently
Carrie stares.
'Oh, mine, of course" she says.
Thens he looks at Mays dreamy eyes
with covert earnestness. you seem
very busy, May?"
May starts.
yes, 1 was thinking. What is there
rosettes?"
Nary one" says Carrie, putting
them out of her reach. Finish your
| letter.
81 have" says May. Poor sgd!
What would I give if he were here!
And we don't know even whether he
will get this for months"
Carrie pauses for moment.
Are you going to fret about Syd,"
she says, when we have just heard
that he is safe and sound and was
never happier in his life? Besides,
who knows how seon he may be here
That stupid fort can't hold out forever,
and then he will get leave and come to
us like an arrow from bow. Fancy,
May! Captain Dalton!"
Mays face lights up in moment
Dear sgd" she murmurs. Il knew
we should have to be proud of him!
Ah!'' and she signs, eff he we're but
here
'Then thered be fight between
him and MIR. Boxall who should give
you away. Dear old Boxall, I'll be
bound he is enjoying himself tonight
at the vicarage. I told Graham to be
sure and get him plenty of cigars and
some whisky-and-water It's the best
fun in the world to see them together
Graham so meek and eager to be
friendly, and old Boxall so anxious to
impress him with the idea that, in
marrying poor papa's daughter he is
/ contracting an alliance with a princess
of theb lond. And the best of it is
] Graham quite falls in with that view
If ever man was in love that unfortu-
nate man is May, if you don't
worship him, if you don't adore him
passionately, l will never forgive you!
Graham's the best man on the earth"
May looks up, faint color coming to
her face
eyes," she says, simply.
There's the last" says Carrie, fling
/ ing the rosette into the basket. Now,
what next? What's the tie? Half-past
eight. They will be here in half an
! hour. Oh" and she stretches out
her hands in dismay, there isn't such
a thing as a cigar or a drop Of whisky
in the house.
May arises and pushes her gently
out of the room. with a little laugh.
"All right" she says; "I'n explain
to Mr. Boxall that you we smoked and
drank them ALL
Carrie goes out and bounds up the
stairs. singing, and May goes back to
her chair and falls iato her old atti-
tide.
Tonight, as the hours fly by and
carry her toward the all-important day,
sense of unreality takes possession
of her, which not even the. mass of
white satin on the chair beside her
can dispel.
Try as she will, her thoughts, like
| Modifying birds, speed back to the
woods of I4etchford Wold; the hand
some, haggard face of the man who
loved and left her arises before her
like a haunting vision; his voice rings
/ in her ears.
Once or twice tonight, as the dreamy
distraction grew strong up in her, she
could almost feel the touch Of his lips
upon hers, as they chung in that first
passionate kiss. And it has needed all
her strength of mind to keep her from
springing up with a wild cry of sor-
rowful despair.
It is only by repeating to herself the
very words Carrie has used that she
CAN dispel the haunted phantom Of the
past:
The best man on EARTH" Yes! and
the noblest, is the man she is to mar
ry on the morrow.
For all her outward calm, her heart
beats fast, her head burns, and her
hands would be restless If she did not
keep them fastlocked.
With All effort she rises and takes
up the wedding-dress.
Yes, she will have done with the
past, and all it's haunting memories!
Safe in the love of such a man as
Graham Gordon, she will be happy
happy!
With nervous hands she folds the
dress, mad, smiling at the litter on the
table, makes an attempt to put it
straight.
Overhead, Carries light footsteps
patter cheerfulIy, her voice floating
down to the tune of Young Lochin
var"
In few moments her lover will be
here, handsome and eager and de-
voted. What q fate is hers! To be