Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-05-31

promise and now was reflected, In
would naturally have appeared, ii
seemed to her now as something oil
an event in her life. Now, as she was
looking in the glass and apparently
listening to Mary's breathless exclam
tons OF delight and anxiety, she was
going over the little incidents of that
ride from the moment she heard the
clatter of the horses hoofs on the
even gravel path, and came down the
terrace to find Cyril Kingsley waiting
for her. Even as she ran down the
steps she noticed the well-bred air, full
of respect, with which he raised his
hat and babe her good-morning.
But for the fact that he was her
servant, he might have been mistaken
for gentleman, her equal, come to
accompany her for a morning gallop
and this, Notwithstanding that he wore
his farmers CATERS, and that his
dress was scrupulously unobtrusive,
even to roughness. 1t gave her an in
definite kind of pleasure to see what
respect the groom, mounted as usual
on far better horse than hers or
iCyril Kingsley's, addressed the young
farmer, as If he, the groom, also in
lstinctjvely. recognized sthe Unborn no
bility of the manager of the Home
Farm
How punctual you are" she said,
for the sake of saying something, for
In Cyril Kingsley's presence, Leola
like most people, experienced an un-
conscious kind of shyness that was
not unpleasant
81 should not have dreamed OF keep
ing you waiting he returned in his
grave voice.
Then, with the same reverential re-
spect he held his hand for her small
foot-it seemed to Leofa, unaccus-
toned to the ceremony of mounting
that 1t was an insult to soil that
strong. well-shaped hand-then, with
a touch of responsibility, almost a
command in his voice, he showed her
how to hold the relns, ana explained
that good horses mouth Is as sen
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boat, and that II properly and gently
treated q horse enjoyed a gallop as
: much as its rider did. He explained
to her that a woman possessed many
and great advantages over man In
the matter of riding and driving, ans
glancing at her arm in its sheath-likt
habit-sleeve, told her that she could
combine strength with delicacy.
you will guide horse with stee
sheathed in velvet" he said, and
Ieola, foolishly, as she thought, felt
pleased at the compliment.
Then they had started. Her horse
which he had chosen from the Abbey
stables, and which he had tried fol
hours the day before, was as quiet and
obedient as slave, and that which
Leola had looked forward to with
some .trepidation. namely, her first
lesson, promised to be delightfully."-
easy and harmless.
For some time they walked down
the lane until Leola had become &C
customed to the novel sensation oil
being elevated on movable object
and high above the ground; then Cyril
had suggested that they should try a
canter across the meadows.
How closely he watched and
guarded her! Leola blushed now be
fore her glass. as she remembered ths
keen regard of his dark eyes, and the
ready hand with which ne encouraged
hA- he, he 10 - ~
the fresh air and spring turf. broke
Into gallop.
"You are not neryousg" he asked
her once.
NO, not when you are here" she
replied, artlessly, and she did not
notice the sudden light which flashed
into his eyes at her simple words.
They passed from the meadow into
the park, the groom following at re
spectful distance. and then, as they
fell into walk, Leola said:
Lord Beaumont called yesterday '
Eyes" said Cyril Il saw him the
evening before"
HE tells me- said Leola, with
rather timid glance at the handsome
face, that you and he are great
friends"
Friends" said Cyril, with smile:
, his lordship is very gracious"
Il don't think he would like to hear
you say that said Leola. in her
frank way. Lord Beaumont Is
very thorough, and really thinks tina,
you have consented to be his friend
Cyril was silent moment.
81 am his friend. n wishing him
every happiness constitutes me one
Lecla looked up suddenly.
/. He says you are very proud, Mr.
Kingsley" she said with a blush and
smile.
Pride is the poor mans great
privilege. Miss Dale" said Cyril.
But you are not too proud to be
bis friend?" said Leola.
Lord Beaumont made his OWL
choice" said Cyril, "and what he de
handed ii did not become me TO re