Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1908-10-07

her taste, she was convinced that Mr.
/ Coyshe was genius, and a mar
whose name would be known through
! England.
What was to be done? The oni,
], thing she could think of was to insist
on her father making over MorwelI te
Eve on his death. as for herself-sh5
had her fifty pounds, and she could
go as housekeeper to some lady; the
Duchess of Bedford would recommend
her. She was not likely to be thought
of by any man with only fifty pounds
and with plain face.
! When Barbara reached this point
| she laughed, and then she sighed
/, She laughed because the idea OF her
being married was so absurd. She
sighed because she was tired. Just
then, quite uncalled for and unex-
pected the form of Jasper Babb rose
lup before her minds eye, as she had
last seen him, pale, looking after her,
waving his hat.
She was returning to him without a
word from his father, of forgiveness,
of encouragement, of love. She was
scheming a future for herself and for
Eve; Jasper had no future, only hor-
Irible past, which cast its shadow for
ward and took all hope out of the
present, and blighted the future. II
she could but have brought him a
kind message it would have inspired
him to redeem his great fault, to per-
severe in well-doing. She knew that
she would find him watching for hel
return with wistful look in his dark
full eyes, asking her if she brought
him consolation.
Then she reproached herself be-
cause she had left his parting fare
well unacknowledged. She had been
ungracious; no doubt she had hurt
his feelings
She had passed through Tavistock,
with her groom riding some way be-
hind her, when she heard the sound
of trotting horse, and almost i'm
mediately a well-known voice called.
Glad to see your face turned home
wards, Miss Jordan
Good evening, Mr.. Coyshe.'
Our roads run together, to my adj
vantage. What is that you are carry
ing? Can I relieve your
A violin. The boy is careless, he
might let it fall Besides he is bur
dened with my valise and bundle
What? has your aunt bequeathed a !
violin to your
A little color came into Barbara's
cheeks, and she answered, I am bring
ing it home from over the moor She
blushed to have to equivocate.
I hope you have had something |
more substantial left you than an old
fiddle, said the surgeon.
Thank you my poor aunt has been
good enough to leave me something !
which will enable my
dear father ITO make up to Eve for the
sum that has been lost
I am glad to hear it, said Mr..
Coyshe. Charmed
BY the way Barbara began, 1
to say something to you, bur |
have not had the opportunity. You I
were quite in the wrong about the 7
saucer of sour milk, though l admit I
there was stocking-but how you /
saw that, passes my comprehension.
I did not see, it. OWNED it. said
The young man, with his protruding
light eyes staring at her with an odd
expression in them IT
IS part of the mysteries of medicine
! faculty akin to inspiration in some
doctors, that they see with their in
Ter eyes what is invisible to the outer
aye. For instance, I can see right /
nto your heart, and see there some
hing that looks to me very much
ike the wound patched up in Mr..
Tasper's pate. Whilst his has been
healing, yours has been growing
worse.
Barbara turned cold and shivered.
For heavens sake Mr.. Coyshe, do not
say such things; you brighten me-
He laughed
She remained silent, uneasy and
vexed. Presently she said, Tt is not
rue; there is nothing the matter
With me-
But the stocking was under the
'ofa-cushion, and you said, Not true,
1t first. Wait and look
To be Continued.