Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-05-01

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YOU. if you will have me. Perhaps
you'll soon tire of having man tied to
your apron strings
do you mean it?' she says, a swift
smile of delight chasing the grief from
her face Really"
Really" he replies. go now.
darling, and get rid Of those tear
traces, while talk TO Carrie. Do you
know I'm half inclined to think that
it's Carrie I'm in love with, after all p
Don't tempt her!" says May, laugh
ing.
Heron is as good as his word. For
the remainder of that day May holds
her lover in thrall. At luncheon and
dinner he sits into her pocket, his eyes
scarcely leaving her face; they ramble
through the woods side by side, wan
dering neither knows nor cares whittier.
They go on the water in the punt, and
they sit in the conservatory, where
Heron upsets the equilibrium of the
insect world with the fumes OF an i'm
mense regalia, and May under the
rretense of watering, watches and
listens to him.
With a delicacy which does him in
finite credit. Papa Dalton takes him
self off no one knows or cares where,
and Carrie is careful to effacc herself
generally.
They have it all to themselves, these
two lovers, and the day which began
so stormily passes off in glorious
flood of sunlight, which May will re-
member in coming years, if all else
fades from her.
And at last they stand OH the steps,
Heron's arm around her waist, her head
lying peacefully on his breast, so rapt
and peacefully that she does not move
even when Carrie runs cut to remind
Sir Heron of an engag cement he has
made for the morrow.
Mind, you said the dog-cart, Sir
Heron!" she calls, in her sweet
treble; ''and only we three!"
''The dog-cart it shall be, Miss Car
RE" he calls back, with an emphasis.
Goodnight, Miss Carrie Dalton"
Goodnight. Heron" laughs Car
RE. who has been leased all day for
addressing him by his title, and the
Tomorrow" he says, musingly; II
wish it were here. May, We will have
another happy cay"
"Shall WEI" she says. DO you
think it is possible TO have two such
days running? Isn't there a proverb
about the impossibility of two happy
days coming together until two Fri
days fall in week?"
What a superstitious child it isl"
he rnurmurs, strolzing her cheek car
essingly. well, prove that proverb
to be bcsh tomorrow. Goodnight, my
darling-my daring"
Goodnight" she nurmurs.
They do not part then, of course;
lovers never do at the first and not
often at the second goodnight; but at
last ne lets her go, and strides away,
and is swallowed up by the dark night.
May stands watching, listening to
his retreating footsteps, the rapt look
ON her face, which love alone has the
power to paint; then, with long sigh,
half of pleasure, half of pain, she turns
to go in,
AS she does Sc something light and
White seems TO shoot cut of the shrubs
at her side, and, striking her On the
bosom, falls to the ground.
With a start she looks around. then
stoops and picks up folded piece of
paper which lies at her feet.
With a sudden culver Of excitement
halt, dread, half hope, she steps into
i0J,+ 11nfO1dc thG n9n0r
Tt is a note of a few lines only, writ
ten in mans hand; at the first
glance she recognizes it, and hastily
clasps her hand to her mouth to sup
press the cry which rises to her lips.
1t is only few ines:
Meet me in the piece of woods by
the river tomorrow at sunset. Don't
tell a living soul that I am here.
am in danger"
That is all but it is enough to send
her faint and trembling to the wall;
then, moved by a sudden thought, she
darts to the door. AS she does so,
Carrie comes out of the drawing-room,
calling to her:
"RIay. are you there?" With swift
movement she thrusts the piece of pa
per into the bosom of her dress, closes
the door, and stands with her back
to it. as if to guard it. Are you there,
NAV. Has Heron gone? Why, what's
the matter? What are you looking like
that for? Oh, May, what is !t?' and
she runs to her.
"Hush!" says May, staring appre-
hensively behind her. flush! Do
not speak so loud. Matchmaking is
the matter. liam cold. Come in"
'BUt-"
Come in at once!" she breaks in.
"I-L-am overexcited-yes, that's
the word" and, with a quiverlng
laugh, she puts her arm around Car