Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-04-26

ossession and returned the bow.
She was seated near the window.
md Mr.. Ford motioning to a chair
rear her, Cyril Kingsley sat down. He
ooked at Leola with a question faint
expressed in his eyes-would she
say that she had met him before? But
she did not speak, and be looked at
Mr.. Ford as If waiting to be ques-
toned.
mr.. Surge says that you have had
considerable experience in farming,
Mr.. Kingsley" said the old gentleman.
Cyril Kingsley bowed.
Yes" he said.
And at the sound of his voice. low
and grave, and full of quiet dignity,
Mr.. Philip Dyce looked up from the
ca and Lady Vaux dropped her eye
glass, and leaned back with a glance
at her brother.
Yes, | may say that have had con-
siderable experience. / have been q
farmer since l have been old enough
Ito be anything.
Mr.. Ford nodded.
And that you have managed several
large farms In Australia"
Cyril Kingsley inclined his head.
Then he said. quietly, "Will you per-
NIT me to make a proposition. Miss
Dale?"
Leola, who had been looking out of
the window turned with little flush,
and waited.
Il would propose" he said, that if
my testimonials prove satisfactory,
that be permitted to be taken on
trial" there was suspicion or smile
at the corner of his lips as he used
the phrase. SAY for a month. BY
that time hope | shall have proved
that have had some experience, and
that | know how to take advantage
of it."
HEM said Mr.. Ford; fair Offer"
"As regards salary, i shall not ex-
pect 10 receive any until have shown
myself worth it,
Yes: that's fair" said the lawyer,
looking at the letters and then at
I4eola. And you say that you are
a single man, Mr.. Kingsley"
Il am single man. was the reply
ANY relations in England muir
INJURED Mr.. Dyce, looking at the hearth
| rug.
moments hesitation, then the low,
grave voice said:
81 do not think | am known to any
one in England except Mr.. Surge
| who is a friend OF mine," said Mr..
Ford. We'll. Mr.. Kingsley, Miss
Dale will think over your proposal,
Ell, Miss Dale?"
Leola looked up, and speaking for
the first time, said in low, clear
voice, and with slight color:
May decide now? / shall be glad
| ii Mr.. Kingsley will come"
Mr.. Ford looked rather staggered at
the rapid decision, Lady vaux leaned
forward and put up her eyeglass, and
Mr.. Dyce changed his foot on the fen
der
Cyril Kingsley rose.
Il will endeavor to prove myself
"
dence,' he said, respectfully, and with
low bow, turned toward the door
with such quiet and modest dignity
under the cold stare of Lady Vaux's
eyeglass, that Leola said suddenly,
and in tone of apology:
Can | offer you cup of coffee?"
NO; thank you very much" and
he took his leave.
CHAPTER VII.
Invitations poured in upon the two
ladies of the Abbey from every direc-
ton, until it appeared as if . kind of a
gala festival of welcome had been or
ganized. A change had, indeed. come
over the spirit of Leola's dream, and
she was beginning to realize what the
power of wealth meant when she
found every wish anticipated, every
desire not only fulfilled, but that be-
fore she gave it expression; when
every day was made rich by the addi-
ton of some new friendship, and all
her little world lay at her feet.
But in the midst of this blaze of
festivity and novel excitement Leola
! did not forget her old friends.
Long ago Mrs. Tibbett and the chill
dren had been installed in the Home
Farm, where Mr.. Cyril Kingsley was
now upon trial.
Once or twice Leola had walked or
ridden down to the farm to see Mrs.
Tibbett and the little ones, but she
had not met the young gentleman
who had so mysteriously appeared
upon the scene.
| Upon one occasion. soon after Mrs.
Tibbett's arrival, Leola had, in a
casual way and with carelessness of
tone quite unusual to her, asked Mrs.
Tibbett how she and the young farmer
agreed, and Mrs. Tibbett had FASTENED
TO speak in the highest terms.
Agree, Miss" she said, warmly;
mo one could help agreeing with him,
for he's the sweetest-tempered young
gentleman l ever knew. And he is a
gentleman, Miss, anyone can see.
Not that he's at all proud, bless you,
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