Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-07-25

while visitors were in the house.
Miss Erskine had many lovers. but
she cared only for one; that was the
young Lord Hutton, the handsomest
gayest, widest man in all the high
lands.-reckless, carelses, debonnaire,
lands,-reckless, careless, debonnaire,
Lord Hutton, the prodigal son of
prodigal race. He liked Miss Frs
kline, and his friends advised him to
marry her; she would be rich, and he
needed money. Lord Hutton did not
decide all at once; he went frequently
to the Hall, and on one occasion took
his favorite boon companion, Stephen
Hurst, with him.
| Stephen found his visit very dull
one; he did not care for the pomposi-
ties of Sir Ralph, or the inanity of
Lady Erskine. Both bored him alike;
and besides, there was NO billiard
table at the Hall. Laky Erskine dis
approved Of gambling in even it's in
nocent branches; game of billiards
was something terrible in her eyes.
Miss Erskine never appeared to see or
notice any one except Lord Hutton,
and the other guests were summed
up by Mr.. Hurst In his amiable way
as "a mixture of bores and nobodies."
Having no mischief ready made to
his hand. Stephen went out to seek it
for himself. He sought and found It.
in the shape of che gamekeepers
beautiful daughter. Wandering one
day through the woods of Brynmar, he
sauntered down a broad path to en-
joy cigar. The day was fine, and
the cigar good one. Stephen sat on
the trunk of fallen tree, in order to
enjoy both; and as he sat there a
girl, beautiful as fairy vision, came
tripping down the path
stephen Hurst saw her with thrill
of delight. He had been idle and list
less; here was something to do. Here
was beautiful young face, pure,
sweet, and happy; he could teach it to
blush and to glow Here was a pure,
innocent young heart; he could teach
it to love. All that he said to himself
as the girl drew near She did not
perceive him until he, to attract her
attention, spoke. Then Magdalen
Burns raised her eyes to his face, and
in the one look met her fate. He
asked some idle question as to the
nearest way to the Hall, and she re-
piled. Then gradually he drew from
her her name, and her simple little
history. Nothing could be better. he
said to himself. There was no one
to interfere while he remained at this
dull place; 1t would be a magnificent
resource to be able to meet this beau
tiful, simple girl out in the bonnie
woods of Brynmar. He never cal
culated on Donald Burns strength of
arm or strength of will.
Lord Hutton could not imagine how
it happened that Stephen Hurst who
used to complain the whole day long
of the dullness of the place, and
every one in 1t, suddenly grew at
tached to it, and absolutely tried to
persuade him to prolong his stay.
Brynmar woods could have told him
why. There was no day passed that
Stephen Hurst did not meet Magdalen
under the shade of their tall trees.
What need to tell the story? He
wooed, as idle men do WOO, when they
have no other occupation; and she
learned to love as the young and hap
by love when they are so wooed. She
thought him a king amongst men.
No one was SO handsome, SO brave, so
kindly He was like one of the
knights Of old. Who else spoke so
gently and unsteady? What voice,
what face was like his? She never
thought of herself; she never asked