The Winslow mail., 1913-05-24

eliminating bill and permit you t,
/ depart in peace.
"But for every indiscretion on your
part, you will be. given ten days
sentence under the same condition
now governing The court has G.
deavored to impress you with the Sc
riousness of your situation and shall
feel no regret should you, in your
heedlessness, fail to grasp it's import
Given this day and date under ny
letter seal at Squirrel Inn, Dingledale
Wisconsin.
JACK VINING, judge =
Walter BedigfIt, mayor and. candi--
date for the legislature, frowned
Plainly here was a predicament Tn
humor of the situation had fed Ths
piqued. attitude of the Judge" towart
him was plain. 1t was more than this
it was "catty." She ran after him anL
he kissed her, perfectly natura
thing for handsome bachelor to dc
if the pursuer were pretty-and good
ness knows Jackie Vining was enough
of that to give almost any inquisitivt
young man palpitation of the heart
But even male judges have wa
of their own, absolute and unreent
ing. while a woman Judge, pretty, VI
vacious, enticing, captured in dog
wood swamp and kissed against he
will-Bedight shuddered at his pc.
sible fate!
The fury of a woman osculated@ il
frequently as accentuated as the ar
er Of a woman scornedl And
was the goat!
Deep in a quandary of ways an
means. the luckIess politician, -mentas-
ly berating the fatal day of woman
'uffrage, wandered into the cool, un7
brageous wood.
1t was midsummer and the fores
was sylvan retreat where monk ani
man might lose his troubles in tbs
ripping of the rilis and receive di
vine unction from the nature god ru|
ing with soothing zephyrs and elixir;
of efflorescence.
Bedight penetrated far -into the
heart of the wood, where dryads
romp along the sunbeamed way
through interstices in the trees, where
mother brown thushes peep from
sheltered nests and friskfng squirrels
chatter of the hickory nuts a-ripening
upon the scraggly trees.
And then he saw heri
Like Psyche, she stopped beside
quiet psol, above her the spreading
branches Of water elm. Beside her
on the brink the harebell grew and
to her ear there came from down" be-
low the rhythmical cadence of a
brooklets song, the same song that,
in crescendo or diminuendo, it had
sung for centuries, the ever chanted,
perpetual song OF the brook!
He stole softly forward on tiptoe.
Absorbed in her mood, she gave no
heed. The rich outline of her figure.
thrilled him and on her golden hair
the sheen of the morning radiated like
halo on the head of Titan mas
terpiece. Step by step he drew near.-
cautiously. Little by little he crept
forward until he stood with his hand
apon the trunk of a tree. And then,
quietly, fearlessly, he stepped behind
her, his shadow falling over her
shoulder upon. the placid waters of
The pool
With a cry of alarm she sprahg to
+ her feet and faced him. He stood his.
ground boldly, EIt in his eyes there
was an appeal. z :,>4
Forgive me- he saidfevenly. Il
you needed the shadow of a man tQz
complete the picture
"You fatter yourself she replied
| coldly.
He started TO speak, tmpulsfvely, to
plead for forgiveness, but she held
up her hand mandatorily.
81 hold no conversation with pris-
oners outside of court" she said, aus
terely.
Turning from the pool, she stood be-
fore him as one in authority.
Il am going Wait here. Do not
follow me-" she admOnished
He sat down besiGs. the pool. As
he did so, for feeting momezt the
form of 1.-THE and graceful woman
fell over his shoulders upon the
,irowsy waters--but the face was
turned toward the backward trail
Everything - even mythology - is J
twisted" he growled, ''in these par
lous days of wopaan suffrage"