Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1905-06-21
SO FAIR, SO false
By Charles 0arvice


want toto break our hearts?'
No, says May, 4 only want to
save mine from breaking, dear Mr.,
Boxall."
AT this he turns to the fire AMI
groans. Mrs. 3oxall cries silently,
Carrie whimpers in the easy-chair,
1t is a scene of love and devotion
battling with pride.
Il can't think of it, groans the hon
est fellow What reason is there
for it? l see yop are too proud, but
just. 1t is not right we should be
burdens upon you. Oh, Mr.. Boxall,
Go MOTTO not misunderstood usl"
1t is a stormy ami painful scene. All
the hopes and fond expectations of the
worthy couple are scattered to the
winds. Mrs. Boxall cries until her
eyes, fixed on Mays pale, beautiful
face are red and swollen. Mr. BCXall
raves and entreats in a breath, but at
last Mays sad, sorrowful usefulness
wins the day, ami before midnight she
gains the victory
Trembling and grumbing, he con
SCENTS 10 read the letters again.
Marley. he says. Wiltshire"
and he looks across at Mrs Boxall
who has Carrie in her arms. "Humph,
Well. if you are so determined, ] sup
pose | must give in. II suppose you
won't object to our going to Marley,
too? What have we to live for? We've
enough, the missis and me. If YOU
mean to do this. why. we won't be left
behind Marley will suit us-eh
Mary? You go tomorrow? Well. I'll
go with you you'll let ME do that at
least?"
On the morrow they start, May calm
and thoughtful, her face serenely
beautifui-tOo beautiful for a school
mistress-Mr Boxall sorrowfully re
signed.
Marley is one Of the outlying vii.
lagos to which railway does aot run.
They travel by rail to the nearest
town. and there take the coach to
their destination.
The Wiltshire village lies like a
gem i'll the valley Of wooded hills
Al I'VE the elms arises the turret of
the timc-honored CHI, rch whose sha-
dowdow falls on an ivy-cIad vicarage.
Marley is a picturesque village,
much beloved Of artists and poets
Over it hangs the sleepy. cOntented
air which is supposed to have over
hung that village in which Rip Van
Wrinkle lived
The coach, ere it sets May and Mr.
BoNall down at the vicaraoe, passes
pretty little school, froi. which the
boys and girls are troding after their
mornings work
A little apart from it is a small cot
tage overgrown with Virginia creeper;
il is-there is no doubt in Mays mind
the school cottage.
With a grieved and serious face Mr..
PoXall helps his young princess out of
the coach, and rings the vicarage-bell
trim, handicapped servant answers
it, and conducts them into the library.
Mr. Boxall looks at Ma. as the ser
want closes the door.
1T is not too late. May" he says
pleadingly. and with the air of a man
leading forlorn hope. Say the word
and We'll go back in the next coach"
But May smiles and shakes her
head. aud the vicar enters.
He is a man of little more than mid
lie age. if, indeed, past that mystic
period, and. as he enters, he glances
| from Mr. Boxall TO May with some
Thing like surprise.
Miss Dalton?" he says.
Il am Miss Dalton says May bow
ing.
The vicar eyes her with the remnant
of his first surprise.
All. yes-yes, of course he says,
rath vaguely. Pardon me, but
but expected to see an older lady"
May colors pIettily. Mr. Boxall
catches at hope. and breaks in before
May can speak.
Yes, Just so, sir Miss Dalton Is
such a young lady.
so | see says the vicar, with a
smile. as he puts chair for each of
his visitors.
quite young lady" repeats poor
Mr.. Boxall. land perhaps you will
| think her much too young to un ieT-
stand your school"
The vicar looks curiously from one
/ TO the other.
i don't know that" he says. And
Mr.. Boxall nearly groans.
Il think am quite competent.
says May quietly, her large, dark
eyes fixed on the Wears face.
The vicar mods AS Carrie said the
dark, eloquent eyes tell at once.
] II nave read your testimonials.
! know Mrs Brown, and I have com
municatei with her, She tells me that
sudden reverses-"
Just so. sir" says Mr.. Boxall
breaking in. Miss Dalton is the
daughter of Mr.. Samuel Dalton-you
may have hear' Of him."
The vicar shakes his head politely,
Lis eyes fixed on Mays downcast face
Mr.. Boxall shakes his head at such
sublime ignorance.
We'll. sir" he says, you may not
have heard Of him, but MIR. Samuel
) Dalton was one Of the richest men in
I the city of London.
'Indsed,"
! Yes, sir. and it is only i'll copse-
quenee Of sudden reverses that Mss
| Dalton is in this position, And | may
add that it IS only By her own wish
and by no necessity. that she is here
today"
- understand saws the rector. with