Lower coast gazette., 1913-02-22

depart in peace.
but for every indiscretion ON your
part, you will be given D ten days.
sentence under the same conditions
now governing. The court has en-
deavored to impress you with the So
r%iousness Of your situation and shall
feel no regret should you, Ia your
heedlessness, fall to grasp ITS import.
Given this day and date under my
letter seal at Squirrel Inn, Dingledale,
Wisconsin.
"tJACK' VINlNG. Judge"
Walter Bedlght, mayor and candi-
date for the legislature, frowned.
Plainly. here vas q ~predicament. Tho
humor OF the situation had lod. The
ptqued attitude Of the Judge" toward
him was plain. II was more than this,
1t was "catty." She ran after him and
he kissed her, Il perfectly natural
thing for q handsome bachelor to do
II the pursuer were pretty-and gotd.,
ness knows jackie Viuing was enough
(os that to give almost any inquisitive
young man p~alpitation of the heart!
But eyen male judges have q way
Of their own. absolute and unrehnt.
Ing. while q woman Judge. pretty, vi.
vacious, enticing. captured in q dog
wood swamp and kissed against her
wili-Bedight ~shuddersd at his pos
sible fate!
The fury Of q woman osculated IL
frequently as accumulated as the an.
ger OF g woman scorned! And he
was the goat!
Deep in o Quandary Of ways and
means. the luckiess politician. mental.
ly berating the fatal day OF woman
suffrage. wandered into the cool, um.
brageous wood.
It was midsummer and the forest
was a sylvan retreat where monk and
man might lose his troubles In the
ripping Of the rills and receive d.
vine JUNCTION from the nature sod rul.
Ing With soothing zephyrc and elixirs
OF eflosescenca
Bedight penetrated far into the
heart Of the wood. where dryads
romp along the sunbeamed way
through interstices In the trees, where
mother brown thrushes peep from
sheltered nests and frisking squirrels
chatter OF the hickory nuts a.riening
upon the scraggly trees.
And then he saw her!
Like Psyche. she stopped beside q
quiet pool. above her the spreading
branches Of Q water elm. BESIDE her
on the brink the harebell grew and
to her ear there came from down be-
low the rhythmlcal cadence OF q
cong. the same song that,
In crescendo o. d~,minuendo. 1t had
sung for centu:lea. the ever chanted,
perpetual song Of the brook!
He stole softly forward on tip-toe.
Absorbed IN her mood, she gave no
heed. The rich outline Of her figure
him and on her golden hair
he sheen OF the morning radlated like
! halo on the head Of a Titan, mas
.erpiece. Step by step he drew near.
cautiously. Little by little he crept
until he stood with his hand
Upon the trunk Of q tree. And then,
f~earlessly. he stepped behind
Ter. hfs shadow falling over her
shoulder upon tho placid waters OF
he pool.
With a cry OF alarm she sprang To
Ter feet and faced him. He stood his
boldly, but In his eyes there
Ras an appeal.
Forgive me-" he said evenly. Il
'ou needed the shadow OF q man TO
complete the picture
you natter yourself" sho replied
oddly.
He started TO speak. impulsively, to
Head for forgiveness. but she held
~ her hand m~andatorily.
II hold no conversation with pris.
'ners outside Of court" she said. aus
srely.
Turning from the pool. she stood Co
ore him as one in authority.
7 an going. Walt here. Do not
ollow me-" she admonished.
He sat down beside the pool. AZ {,
did SO. for u 1eetiSg moment the +,
OF a 1.-the and graceful woman
ell over his shoulders upon the
rowsy waters.-but the face was
urnel toward the backward trail.
Everything even mythology - 10
wlsted.' he growled, "in iueseHpar. /.
ous days Of woman suffrage"