Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1912-04-04
CHAPTER ~.
The Madness OF Much KISSING.

"THAT was very noble thing Of
YOU" Miss Grace Sheraton
was saying TO the M we
passed among the big trees Of
the Sheraton apple orchard, Her eyes
were rather soft. and n slight color lay
upon her cheeks. whose ivory hue was
rarely heightened In this way.
II nm in ignorance. Miss Grace" |
said to her
"Fie. You know very well what |
mean-about yesterday"
"Oh. that" said | and went rather
red of the face for | thought she meant
my salutation at the gate.
She, redder now than myself. needed
no explanation as to what ! meant
mo. not that" she began hastily
THAT was not noble. but vile OF you.
| mean nj the tavern. where you took
my part"
So then | saw TINT word In some way
had come to her OF the little brawl be
tween Harry Singleton and myself
ITO protect an absent woman is nj,
ways manly she said, Il thank you
for caring for my name"
Now, should have grown warmer In
the face and In the heart at this, but
the very truth Is that | felt a chill
come over me rs though ! were get
ting deeper into cold water. guessed
her mind. Now how was |, who had
kissed her nj the lane. who had defend
ed her when absent, who called now
In state with his father and mother In
the family carriage-how was | to say
! was not Of the same mind as she? !
pulled the ears OF the hunting dog IN
I'll he yelped In pain. We were deep in
the great Sheraton orchard. Presently
we came to fallen apple tree. giant
perhaps planted there generations he
fore. We seated ourselves here. and
we should have been happy, for we
were young. and all about us was
sweet and comforting. yet, on my hon
or. | would rather at that moment have
been talking TO my mother than to
Grace Sheraton. did not know why.
For some time we sat there. pulling
at apple blossoms and grass stems and
talking OF many things quite beside the
real question, but AT last there came
an interruption ! heard the sound Of
low, rumbling below approaching
through the trees. and as | looked up
| saw. coming forward with certain
confidence. Sir Jonas. the red Sheraton
bun. with ring In his nose. and In his
carriage an intense haughtlness for one
so young. knew all about Sir Jonas
for we had bred him on our farm.
Miss Grace gathered her skirts for
down. / knew the nature OF Sir Jonas
very well and saw that fight would
mean disaster long before she could
reach any place OF safety.
Keep quiet" said TO her In low
voice Don't make any quick no
tons or he'll charge Come with me
slowly now
Very pale. and with eyes staring ~
the intruder she arose AS | bade her
and slowly moved toward the tree
which | had In mind Now. quick
! said. and. catching her beneath the
arms, | swung her up into the low
branches. Sir Jonas came on with
head down. and his horn missed my
trouser leg by no more than an inch
as / lodged around the tree. At this
/ laughed. but Miss Grace screamed
until between my nasty actions | cali
ed To her to keep quiet
Sir Jonas tossed up his head then
and bottled for the tree where Miss
Grace had her refuge Then ! saw II
was the red lining OF her Partisan par
asol which had enraged him. Throw
II down" called out to her. She
could not find II in her heart to toss It
straight down 10 Sir Jonas. who would