Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1907-02-06

Lord Newall, and If it makes a hit
III present myself at santleiegh Court
as Cyril Burne, and"
Get kicked little harder finished
Jack, " and then"
why, then will say to my darling,
.Norah. win you still forget the differ
ence between us. and leave all this for
little cottage"
and cold shoulder Of mutton. Ard
she'll say"
Vest" exclaimed Cyril his eyes
glowing brightly with his trust and
faith in the girl he loved.
TITS pretty, very. 1t sounds like a
popular poem, or the scene from a
play; but, mark my words, young un,
you will come to grief. Something OF
somebody win put a spoke in your
wheel, and while you are fooling
around, playing at being an artist and
talking of your cottage by the stream,
you will lose your beautiful Lady
Norah"
lose her! All, Jack. you don't
know her Wait until you've seen
her, talked to her, listened to her,
watched the smile on her face, the
light IN her dear eyes. You'll realize
then how firm and true how stanch
she is, nay apgeli"
Lord preserve me from this mad
ness they call love! But I've said my
say The words Of wisdom have been
uttered, and, as usual, have been
scoffed at. So. young man, you must
go your own Clney Hatch WY.
Though "--he paused, and kindly
light shone in his earnest eyes-"I'm
idiot enough to feel little proud Of
you"
jack"
YES, I'm proud Of you thought
when you sprang your viseountship
upon me that there was an end OF
work for you an end of an honest,
self-respecting career. Yes. Cyril;
though you are a fool for not taking
my advice, 1 think all the better of
you for declining it; and to prove it,
I'll agree TO forget that you are lord,
and treat you as if you we're re
spectacle man"
Good old Jack I'd no idea you
disliked lord so much
"Oh, like 'em well enough at a dis
lance But now to business. II you
mean all you say, the sooner you see
Lord Newall's man and arrange about
this picture, the better"
Yes" assented Cyril, promptly.
"Tn look him up at once, and then
and then I'll start for Brittany. But
| must run down to Santleigh first,
old man; I've got to get my traps and
and he blushed ingenuously.
oh, I understand. and to say good
bye.
"Oh, and I've promised to go to a
fiare-up at a great friend Of Norah's.
said Cyrl. remembering Lady Fern
dales invitation for Wednesday week.
IAN right" said Jack. of with you
now, then. I've wasted quite enough
time upon you this morning"
~ II idle-4lAAAe1tS maui AOA tAAI AO1A ,
when knock came, and Jack, al
ready bending over his papers, called
out, Come inl'
| Cyril stepped aside, the door opened.
and a man entered. Cyrl had never
seen him before, and he looked at him
with some curiosity. He was an elder.
ly man, with a weather-besten face
and iron-gray hair, thick set and mus
cu1ar; and his figure and the old and
patched peajacket he wore gave hun
! the appearance of a sea captain down
on his luck, or bargee, or perhaps a
| discharged ccastguardsman.
| Cyritartist like, Scught he would
make capital model for a figure IN a
ship piece, when the man, glancng
at him from under pair Of shaggy
brows, stopped short.
Beg pardon. Didn't know you
wereh alone"
All right, Furlong." said JACK a
friend of mine, Mr.. Cyril Burne Wail
a moment. Cyril, before you go" he
added.
| Cyrlt walked TO the window and
looked out at the quiet thoroughfare,
and the elderly man in the pesjacke
took a roll of paper from his pocket
and laid it on the table.
IAN right, Furlong," he said, with 4
! nod, and he took out some silver coins
and handed them to the man, who
took them and gruffiy growled his
| thanks
ANY more?" he asked.
Yes" said Jack, and he took some
papers from his desk and gave them
to him. Get them done as soon as
you can. Can you let me have them
back tomorrow"
The day after he said. shortly.
Very well. the day after, then. Did
you find anything very wrong in the
| last lot7"
NO, There aren't no leopards IN
that part of the world"
oh, I didn't know. I'll be more