Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-02-26

"The idea Of living in huge hotel
Ind calling it hone!" he unused, with
grim humor. Room 157-great Scott!'
His hostess showed him first the
library. The magnificent room contained
more than 10000 volumes, bound in
hand fooled morocco.
1.-The funny thing, Of course" Nan
whispered. lis that Cal has never read
one of these exquisitely bound books"
why on earth did he make this
room the most stately and beautiful
one in the house?'
Maybe he didn't!'' she laughed. I'm
going to give you a l4vilege no mere
man has ever enjoyed in this house
before-1 am going to show you my
own rooms"
When the tour of inspection had been
completed she led him to her own suit.
which was located in the southwestern
| corner, overlooking the magnificent
formal gardens with their artificial
lake, fountains, statuary and wilder
ness Of flowers. and farther on over
the beautiful valleys Of the Savanna
noa and the French Broad rivers. Be-
! You'd the river valleys rose range after
range of mountains.
| The magni6cence of her bedroom
was stunning Stuart rubbed his eyes
seriously in the creation of this room,
and had spent a round million on its
ivory bedstead. it's purple and gold
velvet hangings, it's wonderful carv-
ings.
| The picture she made standing in
this wonderful room was one that
never faded from his memory. The
poise Of her superb form; the fires
that smouldered in the depths of her
eyes; the tenderness with which her
senses seemed to drink in the daring
luxury; the smile that played about
her lips joyous, sensuous. cruel:
1T seems all dream, Man." he said.
"1'll rub my eyes and wake up direct.
~. l thought your New York house a
miracle. This is fairyland.'
"Perhaps 1t would be-" she said
looking at him moment through half
closed eyes, eft only the prince
A look of pain unconsciously clouded
his face, and the sentence was not
finished.
On the fourth day Man. planned a
coaching Party to ascend Mount
Mitchell, the highest peak in the land
of the sky. the highest point of ground
that side the Rockies. She had takeI
this trip with Stuart sixteen years be-
fore. She was then but fifteen. and
he had just begun to dangle at bel
heels. She did not tell him their des
tnation.
The party consisted of half dozer
boys and girls whom Nan was chap
eroning, Stuart. the footman an(
coachman. The start was made al
sunrise. The morning was glorious
the air rich with the full breath of 9
southern spring.
At the foot of the first hill thu
coach suddenly stopped beside tn.
banks of the Swannanoa river. ..
Nan leaped to the ground, drew
Stuart with her to the rear Of thu
coach, and raised her arms. -
|
He placed his hands under her arms
and with a leap and a cry Of laughter
she was in the empty baggage rack. {
"Now up with you!" she cried !
In moment Stuart was seated snug
~ by her side and the big red coacl
was rolling along the old road.
"Now, SIR Nan whispered, do 70,
know where you are going?
Stuart nodded - 4
ITO certain peak among the clouds
where you and l once went thousant
years ago." ,: .:s~s...., ..#.
Nan nestled a little closer, or perhaps
it was the swaying Of the coach tina
made him think she did, and softly
said: sss. .@ss = ~ II: # ;s:Sss.
You remember this road?'' ..=
I've seen it g hundred times tn n!