Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-05-10
CHAPTER TX.

through which cyril Kingsley had dis
appeared, and said, incredulousiy:
"A servant, He servant?"
Leola shook her head slowly.
Il don't think anyone but himself
would call him one" she saIu, quietly
He is managing the Home Farm"
"Your Home FARM" interrupted
Lord Beaumont.
1.-The Abbey Farm" said Leola.
Lord Beaumont stared at the water,
apparently lost In thought.
He is a noble-looking fellow" he
said. IF any man has the true stamp
upon him, Mr.. Kingsley has. A far.
mer, well, / know what farmers are,
young and. old, and he is about the
he a native of these parts, or where
did he come from, Miss Dale?"
From the colonies, believe" said
Leola. blushing slightly, for she was
trying to decide whether she should
tell Lord Beaumont of her first meet
ing with Cyril Kingsley.
From the colonies!" exclaimed his
lordship, 'still more strange.
have seen some colonists, and they
didn't look like that
Leola interrupted his cogltations
and speculations.
II think you will catch severe
cold.' said Leola, IF you 90 not change
your clothes at once"
Very WE'LL he said, ascending the
steps; Il will go and do so II yot
will come in and rest in my studio
Don't say you will not, because know
you are tired, and rest will do you
good"
Il shall be glad of rest" sale
Leola, quietly, and the two passed
into the house.
''Cicely," and he nodded his head
toward Leola, this Is Leola Dale o
the Abbey. Miss Dale, this is my
hundred and fifty-second cousin
Cicely Stanhope."
Lord Beaumonts hundred and fifty
second cousin fixed her blue eyes
they looked violet, under her dark
straight eyebrows-upon Leola's face
and gave her grave courtesy.
Leola held out her hand in hel
simple fashion-or rather want o
fashion.
Lord Beaumont was very nearly
drowned, am afraid she said, "bu
hope he Is all right now"
The violet eyes looked hard, as 4
they would have said:
What right have you to hope any
thing of the kind and the owner 81
the eyes said. almost coldly:
And we're you there?"
YES" said Leola. but | am
sorry to say was of very little use.'
''Cicely," said Lord Beaumont. q
owe my life to gentleman" he laic
slight stress on the word, "who hap
pened to be near the lake-I fell into
1t from the bent alder-and he got me
OUT
The girls face turned pale.
where is he?" she asked, looking
round the room. as IL she expected
to see him. What's his name? Oh
Beaumont, he saved your life"
Indeed he did, Cis," said Lore
Beaumont. gravely. His name 1:
Cyril Kingsley; l wish he were here
with all my heart for he had under
stood her searching gaze, but h,
went of without waiting even for cole
thanks"
But who is he? Where does h,
laA
ing from one to the other with wide
open eyes.
He lives at the Home Farm--Misi
Dale's,' said Lord Beaumont. "He':
the manager there"
Il win go over and thank him to
morrow morning." said the girl, al
most inaudibly.
''We win both 30" said Lord Beau
mont, quietly. But" he added In
lighter tone, don't look so serious
Cts, for the serio-comic catastroph,
has born most precious fruit hav,
found a hero and--a friend" and h,
half-Dowed to Leola "Cis. you an,
Miss Dale will be great friends.
know it,"
The girls eyes. as she stood lookinl
at Leola's beautiful face, did not ex
press such assurance, but wore rattle
doubtful. II not defiant. expression
You know the picture you and
drew In fancy. Here Is the realit,
lady who can talk like a rational b,
ing, who is not above carrying
camp-stool, and who sings like--a
angel"
pray spare me, Lord Beaumont.
said Leola, laughing softly. You ar
nnconsciously amusing Miss Stai
hope"
Miss Stanhope," exclaimed Lor
Beaumont. Don't call her so, or W
shall not, half the time, know whol
you mean. Call her cicely, or sti
better, Cis."
Il viii do so. IL she win call N
Leola. or Leo" said Leola, smilir