Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-04-23

my dear child, your love for that
young fellow is softening your brain,
responded Lady DENLY, quietly. "Of
course, 1 have noticed nothing. He is
quiet; but I suppose most men who
are on the brink of matrimony are
quiet. They hear the clanking of
their chains as they are being forged,
and are thinking of the time when
they will be riveted upon them. No
man really likes to be married"
There shall be no chains for
Yorkel" said Lady Eleanor, softly;
"or, if there must be, then will cover
them with velvet. You shall see
you shall see!"
"You are spelling him, my dear.
Lady DENLY ventured to demonstrate
gently. 1t was the morning that Lady
Eleanor had given orders for special
wire from station to the house, so
that his highness might let them
know when he was coming. you
are spelling him all you know how,
and that's always bad thing for
man, especially before marriage; be-
cause, you see, when he is married he
will expect to be spoiled a great deal
more-and you haven't left yourself
any room"
81 dare say" Lady Eleanor retort-
ed. Il don't care. Besides, it isn't
true. You can't spoil Yorke."
do you mean that nature has done
it for you already?"
Yorke had just gone down the drive
and looked back once or twice to
smile and wave his hand at Lady
Eleanor, who stood on the steps
watching but once out of sight,
he stuck spurs into the horse,
and the hlgn-spirited animal bounded
off like a shot from gun.
And as he tore across the lawns
and road, the devil that sat behind
Yorke Auchester tainted and up
braided him after the manner of
devils.
"You ungrateful hound! why can't
you be happy? Why can't you rest
and be content? You are going to
marry one of the loveliest women IN
England; you are going to be rich
rich! you, who hadn't a penny
haven't a penny of your own; you are
envied by every man who knows you,
and thousands who don't, but have
only read Of you in the papers! What
do you want, man-what do you
want?"
And all Yorke could answer with
groan was, Zone more moonlit night
at Portsmaris with Leslie by my
side"
The horse was in lather when
they reached the station; but his mas
ter was not tired-that was one of the
troubles, the difficulty of getting tired
enough to be sleepy-and directly he
got to town he set off walking, and
the devil of unrest trudged behind
him, as he had sat behind him on the
horse.
He, Yorke, and the demon with him,
turned into the club at last, and
Yorke ordered some dinner. The foot
man brought him the carte de jour,
but Yorke f1icked it from him.
Bring what you like" ne said, in
differently; and he was eating it as in
differently, when Vinson sauntered
up.
"Halloo. Auchester!" he said. Yorke
nodded absently not to say suri1ly.
All alone? I'll join you.
Gust seen Ffnetta," he said.
Upon my soul, 1 think all women
are mad.
"Why?" said Yorke.
"Why. take Fin, for instance There
she is at the top of the tree, earning
thousands a year, regular popular
favorite; and hang me, if she
doesn't shirk her work at the theater
three days out of six, and actually
talks about cutting the shop alto
gether! Seems to have lost her
senses lately.
by the way, haven't you and she
had a row."
"A row? No. Why?"
ooh, well, didn't know. But when
mentioned your name the other day,
she just fiared UP in way to make a
man see stars. Awful! I don't know
what she isn't going to do to yOu!"
She's welcome to do all she likes,
when she likes, and how she likes
said Yorke, fiercely. "For Gods sake,
talk of something else!"
Now, when a man is told to talk of
something else,' he usually obeys by
talking of nothing; and Vinson made
haste with his dinner, and left the
table, muttering something about
wanting to see the evening papers.
Seems to me that Auchester is
going out of his mind" he said to a
friend; and he nodded behind the pa
per toward Yorke. Snapped me up
Just now as if he meant to knock
my head Off Too much luck, that's
what's the matter! Who's the ia
vorite for the Sweepstakes, eh?''
He unfolded the paper as he spoke,
and glanced down the columns, and