Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1910-06-02

she mas IOyeQ with her 1000 instead
OF attacking it with the appetite
which had never failed her until now.
Sleep. The sweet restorer and con-
soler, had fed her pillow, and her
once careless mind in maiden medita-
ton fancy free, can dwell and harp
upon one theme only-Guy!
Slowly and pensively she goes down
toward the village. All ways are alike
to her this morning, and she scarcely
knows that she is in this particular
path until she sees the postman COM
ing over the bridge that crosses Jack S
beloved stream.
Late this morning, miss. Mail
train broke down Shall l take EN- up
to the house, or"
"Give them to me, please"
Three for the rector and one. |
think there is one, for you, miss. Yes,
here it is!
Lorrie takes it, almost snatches it.
from his hand, and walking slowly,
until he is out OF sight, darts into the
chhrchyard. 1t is to be hoped that the
rector's letters are not Of any great
Importance, for he will have to wait
this morning.
Spin it out as she may, it will not
take long in reading; the scrawl, it is
true, spreads itself over four sides. Of
the paper, but it could easily have
been got into two
MY darling, l hope Jack told you
on Friday that l had been sent for by
my father; | gave him a message for
you. | found my father better than
expected; but he has been very Ill.
The row you prophesied, Lorrie, has
come off, but it has ended better than
you said it would. I've had to promise
my father that l would stay with him
or. at any rate, get leave-for q
month OF course, he thinks that i
shall get tired of certain person by
that time. Likely, isn't it? I'd have re-
fused him on the spot, and come back
to YOU, but it would have caused a
split between us-him and me, mean
that would never have got healed;
and that would have been bad be-
ginning for us all, would it not, dear
est? Besides, I feel that If you had
heard him talk as he did, you would
had told me to do as he wanted; and
you know I am going to obey you all
But, my darling, if you knew
what it has cost me! Not to see you
Or write to you for month! If he
hadn't been about the best father that
ever a fellow had, I'd have left Lat
cham and him forever rather than
have done it. Not to see you for a
month. | dare say it will seem short
enough to you, but to me, shut up
here while my hearts in certain
rectory with the dearest and loveliest
little woman in all the world! But
it can't be helped; it was either this
or goodbye to old dad forever! Tell
me if | have done right, dearest!
Write me long letter. 1t will be all
right at the end of the month; for
whether he consents or not, / am
yours, if you'll have such good-for-
nothing fellow, till death. Don't for
get me, darling.
Your lover,
Guy"
"P. Send me a photo Of your.
self this time. Hope you'll be able
to read this scrawl writings not in
my line. I wish to Heaven l could tell
you all about it"
ooh, Guy, Guy!" she cries, softly
straining the letter in her now in
clinched hand Don't forget me.
Don't cease to love me! Just for
thirty-one days!"
The cry Is still on her lips when
she hears footstep behind her. In
an instnat the letter has disappeared
in her pocket, and she turns, trembl-
ing but calm.
It is Seymour Melford.
''Good morning Meditating among
the tombs?"
"Yes," says Lorrie, shortly.
81 was going to the rectory. Is
Mr.. Latimer in?"
EYES," answers Lorrie again; 81
think So"
Perhaps you will let me accom-
pany you then?" he says, appealingly.
I'm going to the village. You'll
find my father in his study"
Melford watches her with a bitter
scoWl in place of the pleasant smile,
until her slight, graceful figure has
disappeared, then slowly and daintily
picking his way, like cat, over the
damp grass, goes up to the rectory.
The rector sees him as he passes
the study window and opening it calls
to him, and NLelford goes in.
ct is rather early for a morning
call, but I may describe my visit as
one of business
81 am very pleased to see you. Will
you take seat? hope your business
is of an agreeable nature. As rule
when l hear the word l experience an
chill"