Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1906-10-22


His lordship stopped and knit his
brows.
81 could have been certain of it, ii
you had not mentioned his name; but
l suppose must be mistaken, for | do
not remember it. And it was not
your future son-inlaw?"
mo, no. said the squire. "You
will see him this evening; l have
asked him to dine with u.s."
Yes, yes, delighted" purred the
worthy bishop Strange mistake Of
mine, and yet felt quite sure I had
seen this Mr.
"Faradeane,' supplied the squire.
Thanks, yes. l don't remember
the name in the least, and, as you
may be aware, pride myself on never
forgetting name. Who and what is
this Mr.. Faradeane? One of the
local magnates?"
NO" replied the squire. HE has
purchased a small house here-there
it is, you can see the chimneys-and
settled among US. I like him ex-
tremely"
81 should like to meet him. said
the bishop amiably. 81 very seldom
forget face, and his seems familiar
to me-"
eff you'll come with me to his cot
tage I'll ask him to dine with us to-
night He is a most charming COM
panion," said the squire eagerly.
The bishop inclined his head, and
the two men walked towards The
Dell. AS they did so they saw Fara-
deane in the garden, pacing up and
down the gravel walk, and the squire
stopped at the gate and called to him.
! Faradeane walked towards them;
but at sight of the bishop stopped sud
denly 1t was only for a moment,
however, and he came and unlocked
the gate.
Good afternoon" said the squire.
LET me introduce you to the Bishop
of Latham, Faradeane."
Faradeane raised his hat and the
/ bishop followed suit and smiled.
1--WE have met before, Mr.. Fara-
deane, have we not?" he said pleas
/ antly.
Faradeane looked him straight in
the face.
Your lordship mistakes me for a
better man, hope" he said with a
smile.
The bishop bowed with ready cour-
tesy and self-possession.
1T is not so, then. Pray forgive
me-"
Dine with us tonight, will you,
Faradeane?" said the squire, with af-
fectionate familiarity.
Faradeane hesitated a moment,
then shook his head.
Not tonight" he said.
The squire knew him too well to
dream of pressing him; and the
bishop, having exchanged few words
with him, he and the squire turned
! homewards.
Half an hour later BARLEY Brad
stone left The Naples to walk to the
: Grange Most men are nervous and
restless on the day before their mar.
.riage; but Mr.. BARLEY Bradstone was
nervous and restless to a remarkable
degree. He had wandered about his
huge house all day, bullying the work
men and the servants, and 1t was not
until his brougham had been brought
to the door that he had suddenly de.
cided that it would do him good to
walk instead of ride to the Grange.
He had got himself dressed in his
evening-suit with even more than his
driven almost to distraction, could
testify, and he lit up a cigar at start
ing to steady his nerves. He had
also drunk full glass of brandy-and-
water for the same reason.
There was a shortcut through the
wood-the same wood in which Fara.
deane had pleaded for BERTHE and
the moon lighting up every inch Of
the way, Mr.. BARLEY Bradstone de.
cided to go through the wood.
struck by the beauty of the scene, the
soft light throwing the shadow Of
every leaf upon the ground in a deli
cate tracery, and silvering every
branch of the grand old oaks which
had been the pride of generations of
Vanleys; but Mr.. BARLEY Bradstone
was too fully occupied with thoughts
of tomorrow to bestow any attention
upon scenery.
"Only few hours more" he NUT
tered-"only a few hours! I'm
plucky devil, and 1 deserve to win;
and will, too! She's pluclky, too.
Lord! it's wonderful what girl will
do to save her father. How beauti-
full she is, and how proud! But I'll
cure her of that, l rather think. I'll
let her know who's master, once I've
got her safe and tight.