Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1906-06-20

IteOid IdltU came odch 10 Htl III pei 10
Cyril-her Cyril-unfaitnful-a traitor?
impossible!
I With the words on her lips, she
opened the door. and found Mrs. lib
bett-the faithful companion of her
adversely, the woman who loved Cyril
as a mother-sitting crying in a chair
beside the window
"Oh. Miss Leola, dear" she ex-
claimed, as Leola came and stood be
side her, putting a white hand on Mrs
Tibbet's shoulder, isn't this dreadful
for them to say such things Of Mr.. Cy.
riI, and he worth fifty Mr. Dyces
rolled into one. Surely, Miss Leola,
YOU don't think he would do such a
thing?"
Leola hesitated a moment; then
with a sudden flash and light in her
eyes. she answered, very firmly:
No, don't believe it.
There! l knew it," said Mrs lib
b9tt. triumphantlv. but what did he
go for 50 suddcnly? | wish l hadn't
come up this morning. for it did look
as if I suspected there was something
wrong; but | thought that he had sent
word, or written a line to you. Miss,
explaining why ne went so suddenly
Leola blushed and lowered her eyes.
He has not sent any message to
me. she said. in low voice.
"Lor." exclaimed Mrs Tibbett. won
i h. sc
you. Miss, she said, innocently
What do you mean said Leola.
Why Miss, that's plain to me, liv-
ing in the same house with him as l
do Why. if one mentions your name
he looks up all attention, and last
night'-Mrs. Tibbett's last night was
a painful remembrance for her last
night he came in so happy and joyous,
and when | mentioned your name and
said God bless you, he caught me up
with the same words so hearty that it
brought tears 10 my eyes"
Did he?' said Leola, softly.
Yes, Miss; and do YOU think that
ned have done that if he'd. been going
on with that forward young woman
begging your pardon for mentioning it
and then-and then, Miss. see here
what | found in his room for was
so shaken this morning that went
into his room TO see if l could find
/ anything that would explain things and
there found this" and she drew from
i under her shawl the small sketch OF
Leola $ face
Leola turned crimson, and caught
her breath, then she took the sketch,
and her eyes filed with tears.
| Now do you believe it of him,
Miss Leola, dear?" exclaimed Mrs.
Tibbett
No" said Leola, softly but dis
tinctly. 1T is cruel falsehood.
But, and a look of pain came across
her face, why did he go so suddenly,
why did he not send me a message?
And what made him so late
| o'nights-and that girl hanging about
the farm" murmured Mrs. Tibet.
doubling for a moment. But the next
/ she looked up Frightening.
SO, Miss Leola, don't you think
anything of it. Why, how could he
have time last night2 He having to
; run to the train. TOO. No, he's written
/ this morning. and the letters or the
( way now, and in the excitement Mrs.
Tibbett jumped up and laughed
Mrs. Tibbett was quite right, Cyrirs
| letter was on its way. and about half.
| past seven that evening 1t reached
Mountsford, nearest post-house 70
| Lorme,
At Mountsford it was put into the
same bag with about half a dozen com.
panions, and delivered to the safe keep.
ing of the post-man. an old man named
Martin.
Martin was very old, and very fond
Of glass Of ale, which he generally
obtained at Wraybury the village be
tween Lorme and Montsford, which
We're five miles apart
| Martin had driven the mail-cart con
tanning the Lorn bag, with its half q
dozen LISTERS. for -oarly fifteen years
and for every nignt of that fifteen
| years had he pulled up the old gray
cob and trudged into the George Tnr
at Wraysbury for his glass of ale.
Sometimes ne would stop and have
a chat for few minutes. leaving heI
maieStys mail outside. with perfect
confidence in the cob. whose las
bought would be that Of running
away
On tits particular evening old Mar
tin pulled up IS usual at the George.
and shaking the rain from his mack
intosh, trudged into the inn.
There were several persons staudin.
+, at the bar, and amongst them Nh
Slime, y no was, for a wonder. sober
b He g ated old Martin with extrem
cordially. and in a generous fit @
T. sympathy with him On account of III
{ wet. stood a quartern of gin; this wa
followed by another Quartern, furnishe
e | at old Martins eNpenSe--for he was
just man, and stood treat TO those wa
+ stood treat to him-and this being fo
Y lowed by the usual glass of ale. q,
j. tanned her majesty's mail sometnin
longer than usual
r. When Old Martin at lasr made
move, Mr. Slime accompanied. hin
:. and begged seat in the old car