Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-07-25

sworn that the bland face grew kind
err because of her touch.
ITO think of it," she said with
hated breath. ITO think as should
! be alone with him!"
The clock struck somewhere in the
distance. She was too conscientious
! to spend time in alteration that shoulc!
be spent at work, so she filled her
| needle and knelt beside the chair,
steadfastly striving to forget the Won
| derful strangencss of her surround
1ngs. The exquisite darning appealed
! to her; she put into it all her skill.
| 1t was slow, however; and when Lady
Danman came up again about i've
| O'Clock, only one-half was done.
You are doing it beautifully said
the lady. Nov, be off to Mrs. Dunns
| parlor-you've done quite enough for
! one day"
The spinster deliberately replaced
her needle in a huswife of pale green
silk embroidered with purple and rose
| colored flowers. She turned toward
the bust, her eyes filled with an odd
! usefulness.
My lady," she said, Il feel in my
heart that you are kind-that you viii
not believe that I ask for the mere
sake of folly
ASK anything you please; I'll an
swer if l can
About the head-tdo you believe
that Shakespeare was really like that?
| hn rrIo r. 10 10
save me from much pondering."
| Lady Danman assumed her wisest
look. Most authorities agree; yes.
l believe it,
| II thank your ladyship most earn
estly. l cannot describe the gratifi-
cation l have felt in being so near
in working almost as it were under
his supervisionHin winning his ap-
prevail. And it seemed to me as ii
the distance betwixt him and ME
were not so great, after ALL
Lady Danman withdrew in a maze
of thought. Good Heavens!" she
said. The creatures either mad or a
genius! What remarkable thing
woman of her order knowing any
| tnlng or ShakeSpeare!
At home the old maid moved in &:
dream of delight. Her cottage thai
evening was transformed into re-
mantle grange, her garden into Ju-
lets garden, into the Temple garden.
into Sweet Anne Pages garden
In the morning she rose early, set
her house in order, and after break
fast went to a clough where Grass
Of Parnassus grew in marsh with
Ragged Robin and Water Speedwell
and tall bul1rushes. The first flower
had tempted her; Grass of Parnassus
must surely be the finest to place De-
fore the efigy of her genius. 1t grew
sparsely, two hours passed before she
found more than little posy. Then
her skirts we're draggled, her feet
wet, her wrinkled cheeks cleaning
with the heat. But she felt no weari-
ness now; in her veins flowed tho
blood of immortal youth.
The groom found her curiously ST.
lent during the long drive; in fac;
more than once she failed to reply to
his observations upon the weather.
At Cresswell hall, after her dinner
with good Mrs. Dunn, she placed he.
tribute on a little table before the
painted bust, and set to work imme,
diately. The darning became poetry;
the chair was sacred as having been
in existence in the days when Shake
speare lived
Lady Danman came up again IN tbs
afternoon, and stood for awhile In the
doorway, the old maid kneeling be.
side the great chair, diligently ply1ns
the bright needle. So engrossed was
Eunice in her work that her iadyshir
moved to her side before she was
aware of her presence
Her eyes fell on the flowers before
the bust; she was still sensitive
enough to feel a curious pang, as il
something had thrust her back int
the distant past.
Grass Of Parnassus!" she sale
, How strange-how very stranger
Eunice shipped the last thread. "The
, works finished now," she said. :.
hope and trust your ladyship'll be wei
satisfied"
Il am more than satisfied" SAID
Lady Danman. II thank you'll have
learned something from you-some
thing that cannot pay for"
Eunice replaced her needle in tn,
huswife. MY lady," she said, III
be better pleased If no mention O.
payment is made-if you'll take wha
I've done as a gift. :. 1t has beer
a priv1lege-Td hundred Thousand
times not have money. It has mean
much to me-far more than can eve,
tell you. Ay, l know that I'm pre
sumptuous in asking this favor: bu
once in my life I'll sew for nought
. 1t seems sacrilege to talk O.
money before him."
She pointed to the bust. Lady Dan
mans perplexed frown gave place t.
a radiant smile. ''I'll offer Won NJ
money" She took Eunice's gnarle,
hand: the old maid stood very prout
J end stately In her own little way.
Il thank your ladyship," she began
!: But Shakespeare has never ha,
greater honor paid Kim. The b,1.
is yours; it shall be taken to Won
house this very evening""
my lady! my lady!"
1T is yours said Lady Danman
u again, moving to the door, halt
L ashamed of the weakness that mad
her voice quaver.,
Copyright. 1906 by Joseph B. Bow1es,
Medical Student-What did yo,, Oh