Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-12-01


You'll be a good boy, Hal"
You'll be a god girl, Jeanne!"
he retorts, his mood changing. What,
going to gre me a lecture, like a
mother when she says good-by at
school, Why, then, you're only a
child yourself and will have to put on
your best behavior. I say, look
there" he breaks of, nodding to the
high road; they're coming down the
hill at pretty good pace, anyhow"
Jeanne leans around on the stile
and looks; coming down the hill there
is carriage, drawn tv a pair OF
spirited hG rises, who evidently don't
know the road and don't like 1t.
THAT lent any of the Marty post
horses, I'll betin says Hal, resting his
chin on his hands and watching the
prancing and restless pair with all a
boys enjoyment.
What splendid carriage, Jeanne !"
he says. IF they don't put TIC fra'ke
on they'll come to grief directly; the
drop just here is the stiffest on the
road. What dustl"
AS he speaks the carriage has de-
scended almost to level with them
and they can see still more plainly
than before that the heavy chariot is
forcing and chatting the heavy horses
almost beyond endurance, and that
the eoaehman is pulling his hardest
and looking apprehensiyely down the
steep incline below him.
"The brake-the brake!" says Hal.
why doesn't the idiot-halloa! he
breaks off, and jumps off the stlle as,
with a slip and tumble, the near
horse plunges on to his knees and
rolls over.
Hal runs down the bank and is on
the road almost before the coaehman
has got down and Jeanne, following,
is in time to see a face at the win.
dow, and hear voice crying:
open the door-what has hap
pened."
I Hal is already on his knees beside
the fallen horse and takes not the
slightest notice, but Jeanne runs for
ward and lays her hand on the handle
of the door; at the same moment an
other hand touches it, Both hands
meet, and Jeanne, looking up as the
door opens, sees the fair face of a
woman looking affrightedly out at her
1 For a moment Jeanne is too star
tied to speak IL is not the beauty OF
the face, with its delicate tints ana
exquisitely carved features, and fair
golden hair that positively glitters in
the sunlight, but the whole figure. In
short, 1t is Jeanne's first experience
of that last marvel of our high-pres-
sured Civilizations fashionable
beauty
And to Jeanne 1t is nothing more
or less than marvel; woman-like,
she takes it all in--the graceful,
trained figure. dressed TO perfection,
from the Partisan boot to the delicate
gray travelling hat from the exqui-
sitely-htting gloves and the silver
bangles to the priceless travelling
scarf of China silk, which lies neg.
lected on the dusty road. There is
another person in the carriage, eyi-
IDENTITY the lady's maid, who stands,
pale and bewlIdered grasping a
jewel-case and sunshade, and look
ing as If the end Of the world had
come
For moment the lady does not ap-
pear to be conscious of Jeanne's APP
pearance, but stands shaking her
> French gray dress, and scolding in
haughtily-languid tones the perspir-
ing men-servants.
Fell down." she says, not sharply,
not even angrily, but with naughty,
contemptuous scorn; "of course.
F., This Is not a French road. Is the
horse dead?"
The horse replies to the query by
struggling up and shaking himself.
cit is both negligent and careless"
she says. pray, let us go ONT"
The man touches his hat and
shakes his head,
what is the matter?" she asks.
: Poles broke off short, my lady,
says the man, fumbling at the frag-
ment
DO YOU mean that we shall not be
able to 60 on?" she asks.
Afraid not, my lady, till we get
> this mended."
And he looks around as If he ex.
pected to see a whee-wrights shop
drop down from the sky.
S Her ladyship turns and apparently
$ remembers Jeanne.
: oh she says, did YOU help nue.
1t out? Thanks, very much"
Then, as Jeanne's quiet bow con
e vnces her that she is a lady, her
ladyship adds more graciously, and
=, with sweeter tone:
1T really was very kind of you
IA wonder you were not afraid Ones
own people seem TO lose their senses
in accidents Of this kind"
ct Il am very sorry says Jeanne
g The hill is very steep here, and dan
Y gerous for those who do not under
g stand the road
(which my people do not" says
-e he lady. Where are WEI" she adds
looking around, with the ali Of a per
lie son who mas left civilization ana
g plunged into an unexplored district,