Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-08-08

lHeTe "-i5 4heHIy Oh Jew upon the
heather; it gIf tened on the long
blades of grass, and shone upon the
green leaves; and before long the fair
young face was bathed in it.
An artist meeting Hilda then would
picture, THE May Morning" She
looked just as fair and bright,
the violet eyes were clear and lustr-
Gus; the beautiful face tinged with
the loveliest color, and the golden hair
waving over her graceful neck and
shoulders.
Il will walk home through the
woods" thought Hilda.
The way was long and pleasant,
and she fingered in the deep shades,
watching with loving eyes the wild
flowers that grew round the tall trees;
watching the bees, which could never
decide whether cowslips, blue-belIs, or
primroses, were the most delicious
and sweet; forgetting, as the warm
sunny hours rolled on, that Lady Hut
ton would be waiting for her, and that
the time for breakfast had long
passed. While looking at the flowers
some pretty fantastic lines she had
read came into her mind.
My own blue-bell, my pretty blue
bell,
| have come from the bower where the
roses dwell;
My wings you view of your own bright
hue,
And, oh, never doubt that my hearts
true bluei
"Whatwords," said the young girl
laughingly, as he bent over the blue
bells, what words to put on a butter
hy's lips!" Then in her rich, musical
voice she began to sing them. The
sweet voice rose high in the clear
morning air, until one could have
fancied the trees, and flowers, and
wind, listened in hushed silence.
Hilda thought she was quite alone,
singing, as she gathered the pretty
! blue bells; but down the broad wood
path there came young aud hand.
some man. He stood for a few min
utes silently watching the beautiful
golden-halred girl, doubling whether
the figure before him was real. Turn
ing suddenly, Hilda saw him. and a
rush of color dyed her fair face Grim
son. He advanced toward her. hold.
ing his hat in his hand, and bowling
reverentially as though she were a
princess.
81 beg you to forgive me if have
alarmed YOU he said 81 have lost
my way in the woods. and cannot find
the path to the high road. viii you
have the kindness to point it out 10
me-"
THE one to the right" replied
Hilda raising her eyes to the hand SON.
est and noblest face she had ever
seen.
Then he should have bowed and left
her and she should have walked away,
never once looking behind; but the
sun shone and the birds sang. They
were both young. she beautiful and
fair as the morning; and instead of
.eaving her he spoke again.
There are bonnie woods" he said.
Il have not seen fairer In all Scotland.
They belong to the Brynmar estate,
suppose?"
Hilda bowed. She had not re.
covered her powers of speech. Who
was this handsome stranger? Where
had he come from?
You are losing your blue-bells," he
said calamity. He stopped, and.
gathering them together again, offered
them to her. Those were pretty
words | heard you singing" he con-
tinued; they are quite new to me.
May | ask whose they are?'
Hilda forgot her shyness then and
told him that she had read them the
day before. and could not forget
them. His eyes were riyeted upon
her beautiful face. his ears were
charmed by the sound of her voice.
He could have stood there he thought,
forever. Was ever picture so fair?
In the soft light that fell through the
green foliage, her fair face and
golden hair shone brightly. He
never forgot her as she stood then,
with shy, dropping eyes. and the blue.
bells in her pretty white hands. He
fingered until he knew he ought to
go.
win you give me one of those
tiowers?" he said touching the blue.
bells; Just as little memento Of the
most pleasant morning ever spent
and the most beautiful picture ever
saw--only one; l beg you viii not re.
fp"e"
Halt smiling. half coyly. she drew
out single flower. and offered 1t to
him. His face flushed as he took IL
from her. Other words tremhled up
on his lips. He longed to tell her
how beautiful, how fair and modest
she was. and that he could never for.
get her; he longed TO ask her name,
where she dwelt, and why she was