Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1908-12-03

herself, There's lover sure as eggs
in April
Then Eve closed the gate between
herself and Jane, and went on. Be
fore disappearing into the shade of
the trees, she looked back, and saw
the maid where she had left her,
plating grass.
A lover! A lover is the philosophers
stone that turns the sordid alloy of
life into gold. The idea of lover
was the most natural solution of the
caprice in Miss Ewes conduct AS
every road leads to nome, so in the
servant maid mind does every line of
life lead to a sweetheart.
Jane, having settled that her young
mistress had gone on to meet a
lover, next questioned who that lover
could be, and here she was utterly
puzzled. Sure enough Miss Eve had
been to dance at the Cloberry's, but
/ whom she had met there, and to
/ whom lost her heart, that Jane did not
know, and that also Jane was resolved
to ascertain.
She noiselessly unclasped the gate,
and stole along the path. The burn
| ished brazen sky of evening shone be-
| tween the tree trunks, but the foliage
had lost its verdUre in the gathering
! dusk. The hOneysuckles poured
/ forth their scent in waves. The air
| near the hedge and deep into the wood
was hOneyed with it. White and vel
/ low speckled cuTrant moths were fit
! ting about the hedge. Jane stole
along, stealthily, from tree to tree,
| fearful lest Eve should turn and catch
/ her spying. A large Scotch pine cast
a shadow under it like ink. On reach
ing that, Jane knew she could see the
/ top of the Raven Rock.
/ AS she thus advanced on tip toe she
heard q rustling, as of a bird in the
/ tree overhead. Her heart stood still
| Then, before she had time to recover
| herself, with a shr:Ii laugh, little
black figure came tumbling down be
fore her out of the tree, capered, leap
ed at her, threw his arms around her
neck, and screamed into her face
Garry met Carry me! Carry mel
Then his arms relaxed he dropped
off, shrieking with laughter, and Jane
! fed, as fast as her limbs could bear
her, back to the gate, through the
gate and away over the meadows to
Morwell house.
Eve had gone on to the platform of
rock; she stood there irresOlute, hop
ing that the detested boy would not
appear, when she heard his laugh
and shout, and the scream
of Jane She would have
tainted with terror, had not at
that moment a tall man stepped up to
her and laid his hand on her arm. DO
not be afraid, sweet fairy Eve! It is
Your poor slave Martin,-perfect city
bewitched, drawn back by those load
stone eyes. Do not be frightened,
Watt is merely giving a scare to the
inQuisitive servant
Eve was trembling violently. This
was worse than meeting the ape Of
boy She had committed a gross in
discretion What would Barbara say?
her father, if he heard of it, how
vexed he would be!
I must go back she said, with
feeble effort at dignity. This is too
bad; I have been deceived Then she
gave way to weakness, and burst into
tears.
No he said carelessly, you shall
not go. I will not suffer you to escape
now that I have a chance Of seeing
you and speaking with you. To be-
gin at the beginning-I love you.
There. you are all of a tremble. Sit
down and listen to what have to say.
You will not Well, consider. I run
terrible risks by being here; I may
say that I place my life in your deli
cate hands.
She looked up at him, still too fright
ened to speak, even to comprehend
his words
do not know you' she whispered,
when she was able to gather together
the poor remnants of her strength.
You remember me. | have your ring
and you have mine. We are, in a man
ner, bound to each other. Be patient
dear love; listen to me. I will tell you
all my story
He saw that she was in no condition
to be pressed. If he spoke of love
she would make desperate effort to
escape Weak and giddy though she
was, she would not endure that from
a man of whom she knew nothing. He
saw that He knew he must give her
time to recover from her alarm, so
he said, I wish, most beautiful fairy,
you would rest a few minutes on this