Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1907-08-14

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. bluebells, 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 blue!
'Whatwords," said the young girl
laughingly, as he bent over the blue
bells, what words to put on butter
Ify's lips!" Then in her rich, musical
voice she began to sing them. The
sweet voice rose high in the clear
morning air, nutil 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 a young and hand
some man. He stood for a few min
utes silently watching the beautiful
golden-haired 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 d
princess.
~ beg you to forgive me If have
alarmed you" he said. 81 have los
my way in the woods, and cannot fine
the path to the high road. VIII yot
, have the kindness to point it out Il
me-"
1.-THE one to the right" replied
Hilda raising her eyes to the hand som
est and noblest face she had evel
j seen.
Then he should have bowed and lef
+ 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 ant
fair as the morning; and instead OF
= leaving 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 o. 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
1 them to her. Those were pretty
words I heard you singing he con-
tinued; they are quite new to me.
May l ask whose they are?"
HIlda forgot her shyness then. and
told him that she had read them the
day before. and cohld not forget
them. His eyes were riveted upon
her beautiful face lis 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, drooping eyes, and the blue.
bells in her pretty white hands He
fingered until he knew he ought to
go.
will You give me one Of those
iowers?' he said, touching the blue
bells; ejust as a little memento of the
most pleasant morning ] ever spent
and the most beautiful picture | ever
saw-only one; I beg you viii not re
| fUre."
| Half smiling, half coyly, she drew
out a single flower, and offered it TO
him. His face flushed as he took il
from her. Other words trembled mp.
on his lips. He longed 10 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
alone in the shades OF Brynmar woods
But he did none of these things he
bowed as he would have done to a
queen, and LETT her,
Hilda Hutton went home, but life
had all changed for her Sometime
new and beautiful came in her
thoughts by day, and in her dreams
by night. She did not know why
the face she had seen in Brynmar
woods haunted her, why the sound of
that voice never left her aa9 or why
each word he had spoken fingered in
her cart. In all her life She had
seen nothing like this stranger Few
gentlemen ever came to the Hall Lady
Hutton's lawyer was one. a little Old
man who wore a black wig. Dr. Grey
| ling was another, and the good mia
lister was third They were all
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