Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1910-07-28
The portrait of the black Bishop Of


South Africa.
How long ago it seems! Cou.d it
have been she who talked and
laughed with him that night, or some
other Lorrie Latimer? AS she asks
herself the question a faint thrill
runs through her. a thrill almost OF
fear for there are the sound OF loot
steps on the short winter grass Oh
the churchyard behind her.
She does not turn her head Tor a
moment, and when she does pluck up
courage the effort is fruitless, Tor
cloud passes and she SEES, leanDhg
against a tombstone, the figure OF
man.
It is the tombstone behind whch
she mad hidden the afternoon OF Loru
GUYS first visit. The figure is that
Of 2 Young man in long ulster Win
. heavy cape. The collar is turned
I'D and his hat is pulled low over MS
brow. but Lorrie knew him at a
glance 1t is Lord Guy Kendale!
While one can count twenty-she
stands motioEless, almost greatness
praying that he may not see her; tnat
he NAV turn and go away. she mas
borne much; she has resolved 10 go
through the morrow without tear or
q mur1nur; but she knows that no
strength SHE can summon up VIII
help her to bear a word from those
dear, lost lips tonight.
1t almost seems that her prayer
will he answered, for Guy, after
standing motionless for a minute,
stcons down and plucks blade or
two of grass, and turns away. Bat
when he mas gone half dozen PAGES
he stoLs and looks back, but quickly
as il half angry with himself retfaces
mis- steps, and coming to the wall
vaults over it.
He is going toward the rectory,
carefully and quietly, when a sign es'
capes from Lorrieis heaving bosom
If it had been that Of a ghost ne
could not have started more aWk-
wardly, aud in an Instant he turns
and confronts her.
.'Lorrie," be says, in hushed wins.
per. ''Lorrie! Great Heaven! Is it
you?"
Yes, it is /!
He stands still, and they look at
each other. If he sees the alteration
in her face she sees also the change
in his. Can this be the careless,
light-hearted young soldier, whose
laugh was contagious, whose very
presence was token Of brightness
and cheerfulness? this young man
with the pale, 'haggard face, and hard,
troubled eyes?
You! You! What are you doing
out here, in-in the cold?"
It is a commonplace question
enough, but what breaking hearts the
commonplace will strive to hide. 1t is
a, question that he, the betrothed OF
Diana Melford, has no right to ask o.
her, the promised wife of Seymour
Melford; but she does not retort up
en- him.
Il came out here to be COOL
1T is freezing"
"You are here!' she says. 'Wh-
Di-they said that you were at Latch.
am
Il was at Latchan this morning.
had no intention of coming here UNI
til a few hours ago."
I She is silent for a moment. His
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heavenly music in ner ears, though
every word gees to her heart and
causes it a fresh pang. How long is
it since she saw him? How long it
seems since they parted, parted with
lovers kiss, with hearts beating
close to each other, and now-oh,
Heayen!-how wide a gulf stretches
between them!
I'll should like to thank you for
your handsome present and good
wishes she says, lamely
"Then don't. If l could have done
so, I would have sent you nothing.
But what fools would have chartered
and gossiped with their evil tongues
would have sent you not a word.
Why should To-
mo, Why should your
"And yet I do wish you happiness.
and suppose there is every chance of
your being 50. Women who marry
for money generally are happy, are
they not?"
Il don't know I have had 10 ex,
perience."
Experience, Women are born with
it. Every girl, as soon as she has
left the schoolroom, knows how to
make the best of herself, and how to
find her market
The crimson floods her face for a
second, then leaves it pale and wan.
WAS it worth while coming for
anything" he says, still bitterly, his
eyes fixed on her accusingly, re.
proachfully. II was a mad fool to
come! know it; you need not have