Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-06-26

bits Of broken nsse4, sonrrylne Ike the
Yachts bxl6W, Aefoss tie fivir #A1 {
high-to*Srink b66k OF green inviting
him over its summit to the lankdofots
freshness BEYOND.
He walked OF the boat on the far-
Their side and climbed series Of steep
wooden stairways, past tiny cataract
that foamed its way down to the river.
When he reached the top he walked
through stretch Of woods and turned
off to the right, down a cool shaded
road that wound away to the north
through the fresh greens OF oak and
chestnut.
When he came to village with an
electric car changing through it, he
skirted it's borders, and struck of
through a woodland toward the river.
Even the village was too human, too
modern, for his early-pagan mood.
In the woods he felt that curious
thrill of stealth, that impulse. to eau
tious concealment, which survives in
man from the remote days when ene-
mics beset his forest ways. On a
southern hillside he found dogwood
tree with it's blossomed armament OF
white stars. In low, moist places the
violets had sprung through the thatch
of leaves and were singing their pur-
pie beauties all unheard. Birds were
nesting and squirrels chartered and
scolded.
Under these more obvious signs and
sounds went the steady undertone of
life in root and branch and unfurling
leaf-provoking, melting, making law
less whomsoever it thrilled.
He came out of the wood on to an.
other road that ran not far from the
river, and set of again to the north
along the beaten track.
When he came to "wheelman's
rest" he ate many sandwiches and
drank much milk.
The face of the maid that served
him had been no heaven for the souls
of dead flowers Still she was girl;
and no. girl could be wholly without
Importance on such a day. So he
thought the things he would have said
to her if matters had been different.
When he had eaten, he loafed off
again down the road. Through the
long afternoon he walked and LACED,
turning into strange lanes and BY
roads, resting on grassy banks, and
looking far up.
When the shadows stretched in the
dusky~ languor of the spring evening,
he began to take his bearings for the
return. He heard the hum and clang
of an electric car off through chest.
nut grove.
The sound disturbed him, bringing
premonitions Of the city's unrest. He
determined to stay out for the night.
1t was restful-his car would not ar
rive until late the next afternoon
there was no reason why he should
not. He found a little wayside hotel
whose weather-beaten sign was ancient
enough to promise Entertainment for
man and BEAST
"Just what I want" he declared.
I'm both of them-man and beast"
Together they ate tirelessly Of young
chickens broiled, and a green salad,
and wonderful pie, with bottle of
claret that had stood back of the dingy
little bar so long that it had attained,
at least as to it's label, very fair an
tiquity.
When the man and the beast had
been appeased they sat out under a
blossomed apple~tree aud smoked to-
gether in fine spirit of amity.-
At ten o'clock he went in from I'M
der the peering little stars and fell
asleep in an ancient four-poster He
dreamed that he had the world, foot
ball, clasped to his breast, and was
running down the field for a gain of
100 yards. Then, suddenly, in place
of the world, it was Avice Milbrey in
his grasp, struggling frantically to be
free; and instead of behaving like a
gentleman he flung both arms around
her and kissed her despite her strug-
giles; kissed her time after time, until
she ceased to strive against him, and
lay painting and helpless in his arms.
CHAPTER xxx.
AN UNUSUAL PLAN OF ACTION IS
MATURED.
He was awakened by the unaccus-
toned silence. As he lay with his eyes
open, his first thought was that all