Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-03-16

| That would amuse your friend, LORD
Guy, and you would never hear the
last of it,"
Look here, Lorrie, you do him an
injustice-upon my soul you do! If
you knew him as well as l do"
(Which the gods Forbid
you would acknowledge that Guy
is very different sort of fellow to
what you think him! Why, any one
to hear you talk would think that he
was as black as Old Nick! And as to
money, there isn't a more generous
fellow on the face of the earth! He'd
share his last crust"
so would /; l hate crusts!"
He'd give his last penny to help
fellow! But the poor chap is as hard
mn as the rest of us. His father is
as moor as churchmouse. Guy says
he's the poorest peer in England, ana
| that he doesn't get much more allow
ance than I do
"And consequently is compelled 70
make up the deficiency by unlimited
pool and billiards! All right, Jack;
We'll admit that your friend is an
angel-wiii that do?-well, | wish
he'd spread his wings and fly away /
wish
Before her second wish can be pro
nounced. there comes the sound OF
horses hoofs on the road beyond the
low wall. and a young man rides up at
a good pace
/ ~Hullo. Jack. Meditating among the
/ tombs!"
lack starts and looks with sud
den flush at Lorrie. She is hidden by
an intervening tombstone from the
road, and, holding up her finger warn
! ingly, slips from her perch and still
more completely conceals herself.
How do you get in there% de-
mands the newcomer. where's the
gate? Never mind"
And putting the horse to the wall,
he hops over in the long grass and
drops lightly from the saddle.
Dolores peeps from behind her hid
den place and sees a tall, stalWart
figure, with a handsome face, in which
the most conspicuous features are a
pair of beautiful and expressive eyes
and a straight, Grecian nose. The
hair cut short, is as golden as
mans dare be, and the mustache gilt
tiers like the precious metal fresh
from the beaters hammer. He is
dressed in suit of cords, with
breeches and leather CATERS, and the
/ whole suit sits upon him as if it had
grown to the graceful limbs.
Ii is a handsome face, and some
thing more than handsome-it is a
taking one. The eyes are bright and
full of youths hght-heartedness one
knows that the lips hidden behind the
golden mustache are more familiar
with a smile than a sheer, and there
rings in the clear voice the music
which goes at once to the heart of the
listener, and makes him sorry when it
ceases.
Why can't We all be young and
handsome and good-tempered? What
nicer world it would be all round,
Dolores from her ambush, takes in
all the newcomers points, with a
girls intuitive quickness, then drops
softly on the grass, and curls herself
up to wait patiently until he has gone
i again.
Thought this must be your place
when I saw it, he says, looking round
Jolly evening, isn't it? Hope you
don't mind my coming over the wall?
He'll stop as still as a mouse" nod
ding at the horse.
'oh, its all right, Just off par
ade?a
yes, shut up shop for the day
What jolly place! Quite like q
j picture.
And, to Jacks dismay shared by
Lorrie. he jerks himself Oh to tho
tombstone which she has Just left and
lights ? cigar
Yes. awfully jolly. Hadn't any idea
1 there was anything so pretty in the
neighborhood
Mop says Jack 4 thought you