The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1907-02-14

was always ready to smooth away Cd
stacIes, to make the most of difficult
situations. He was courteous, clever
and reserved.
The governors daughter was sur
rounded by suitors. She was the belle
of every dance and dinner and driving
party; but, though rumor engaged her
first to this one and then to that, she
made no sign.
"When do you intend to give away
that cool young heart Of yours?" her
father questioned. "And to whom?''
sTo the right man at the right time,''
answered Juliet serenely and tripped
away to see the floral decorations of
the dinner table, for she was enter
tanning large house party, and it was
not her custom to leave the details to
servants She was the last to retire
that evening, and as she stood in the
great hall at the foot of the wide stair
case John FaXon lit her candle for her.
Then he fingered, watching her as she
went up the stairs, the candles glow
making soft halo for the pale gold
her face. Halfway up she paused and
looked over the balusters. Her lips
were smiling, her eyes dazzlingly ten
der.
"Good night said FaXon, half be-
meath his breath, still watching her.
"John Faxon," she said quietly,
| haven't you anything else to say to
me?"
His face showed battle between
pride and love, and pride assumed the
mastery. He shook his head.
Nothing else,'' he answered coldly,
but the look of alteration that he gave
her haunted her dreams that night and
for many nights after.
Outwardly their life went on exactly
the same. Faxon neither sought nor
avoided her. Both went quietly about
their duties. The incident that had so
stirred them seemed utterly forgotten.
Winter melted into spring, and late
one evening Juliet came in from long
ramble in her garden. The essence of
the flowers seemed still to cling to her,
dewy and fresh and ineffable Moon
light streamed in the windows of the
great hall as she entered it. She went
to the quaint mahogany table for her
silver candlestick and was aware of
John FaXon standing in the shadow.
Mutely she held out the candle toward
him, and he essayed to light it for her
His hand trembled, and three matches
went out before he could accomplish it,
He was very pale, but the governors
daughter was quite cool and undis-
mayed.
'Thank you," she said as he handed
1t to her. She looked adorable in the
half light.
"Good night" said John Faxon, bow
ing
Juliet paused.
"Have you nothing else to say to
me?" she asked him.
Nothing else," John answered. He
spoke with difficulty.
Juliet dimpled bewitchingly, set down
the candlestick and leaned toward him.
Don't you think it's time you had?'
she queried. laughing.
Juliet" be cried, you know that l
worship you-that 1 adore you! And
you know, too, what has held me silent
all this time. I have nothing on earth
to offer you but a poor mans love-"
as love SO cheap thing that you
speak of it bitterly?" said Juliet Ar
lington. "And as for poverty-your
life is not lived yet. John Faxon. My
grandfather was governor, my father
is a governor. and unless l am the first
Arlington woman to be mistaken in
man my husband will some day be ;
governor too
with your help, Juliet" laughed
Faxon brokenly. She was in his arms
now, her head against his breast
''Bless me- what's this?' cried her
father. entering and peering through
the gloom.
ut MEANS" flashed Juliet before
FaXon could speak-"it means that
candidate for my heart has been elect
ed after most exciting campaign"
''The right man at the right time"
quoted the governor softly and held
out his hands to them both.