Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1907-07-17

the text. What a beautiful episode
this was In his lonely life.
And yet he knew he should have sent
her away.
Hark She was singing.
What a tender voice 1t was. What
was the song? Something new to him.
But the song was Of little account-it
was the tender voice.
And then suddenly she darted by the
window and he saw her running to-
ward the beach. Was she deserving
him? A little pang Of regret shot
through his heart. No. here she was
coming back with a basket swaying
from one Of those strong, young hands.
Well, he would yield himself to her
influence. There was little sunshine In
his life; he would bask In these new
rays for the few hours before the night
obscured them.
Come, Mr.. Hermit" cried the girl
from the passageway, luncheon Is
served and awaits you"
He arose and obeyed the summons.
How attractive she had made the ia
BILE. All that he had that would add
to it's appearance was there and a
bunch Of flowers adorned the center.
And there were dainties that were not
from his harder. Now he nodded APP
provingly. He felt that she expected
some recognition Of her efforts to
please him.
you have been to much trouble" he
said.
Her eyes danced with pleasure.
st am very glad 1t pleases you," she
said. She looked at him curiously.
what is itT' he asked.
1T will keep" she answered
Then she held UP her hand.
"WelI?" he asked.
"I think I ought to say a little
grace" she said. 'sThat Is, If you ap-
prove"
He gravely bowed his head.
Dear Lord" she slowly said, grant
us the spirit to accept whatever thou
givest, be It Joy or be it sorroy, with
perfect trust though imperfect under
standing, and let us believe that Joy
will follow sorrow quite as surely as
sorrow follows joy. Amen"
The troubled look was in his eyes
when he raised his head.
what do you know Of sorrow?" he
abruptly asked.
"yery little" she answered. mo
doubt 1 should and shall know more"
"God forbid" he hastily cried. but
you have told me nothing about your
SELF"
+ "And you have shown no curiosity"
''What Is your manner"
"Ah, what matters names? More
especially on desert island. I'm just
girl who wants to be considered use
full"
"How old are your
She laughed merrily.
"I'm a woman and quite old enough
to conceal my age. But you are not
eating. That's a very poor compliment
|. for a girl who had tried to do her fee
BILE best"
at beg your pardon" he said con-
tritely. "Let me at once make
amends"
His mood suddenly changed. His
eyes frightened, his wit sparkled. He
was no longer the absorbed scholar, he
was the delightful raconteur, the
charming companion.
And the girl watched and listened
with amazed and admiring gaze.
"How proud those who love you
should be Of you" she suddenly cried.
His face darkened, his mood changed
''There Is no one," he said.
mo oneY
He shook his head.
ST am quite alone"
Then his sorrowful gaze turned to-
ward the blue waters Of the bay. His
brow wrinkled.
what is it?" she asked.
II do not like the looks Of the sky"
he said. you should return at once.
If blow comes up you must be under
the shelter Of the headland."
She looked at him with her gently
smiling eyes.
but I'm not going back" she said.
He stared at her.
mot going back"
''No. 1 came here to stay. 1 have
a right to stay and there Is no other
place for me to CO."
"Wh-what do you mean?" he STAN
mered.
She arose and came toward him. He
drew back a little. He was trembling.
He wondered why.
"T-I can't keep this play up any
longer" she half sobbed. Don't you
know who l amW
He stared hard at the trembling lips
and the fearful eyes Ills memory
flashed back along In the years
"Yyou are Mildred" he stammered.
Mono, not Mildred, but Evelyn"
she cried.
Evelyn" he repeated. He could not