Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1914-10-14

are attempt1ng-the restoring CT tnlS
old estate And know you have even
bigger plans. too"
He nodded, suddenly serious and
thoughtful. There's a lot I'd like to
do. It's not only the house and
grounds. There are other
things. For instance, back on the
mountain-on my own lands set
Element they call Hell's-Half-Acre.
Probably it has well earned the
! name. It's a wretched collection Of
novels and surly men and drabs OF
women and unkempt children, the
poorest of poor-whites. Not one Of
them can read or write, and they live
like animals. If I'm ever able, mean
to put a Misunderstanding school up
there. And then"
He ended with half laugh, sudden
ly conscious that he was talking in
language she would scarcely under
stand-in fact, in tongue new to him
self But there was no smile on her
lips and her extraordinary eyes-cool
gray, shot through with emerald
were looking into his with frankness
and sympathy he would not have
guessed lay beneath her glacial pla-
cidity.
To Katharine, indeed, 1t made little
difference what philanthropic fads the
man she had chosen might affect as
regarded his tenantry. Ambitions like
these had a immortal flavor that did
not displease her. And the Fargo mil
lions would bear much harmless ham
mering. A change, subtle and incom-
municable, passed over her.
II shall think of you," she sighed,
"as working on in this splendid pro-
gram. For it Is splendid. But New
York will miss you, John"
"Ah, no. I've no delusions on that
score. I dare say I'm almost forgotten
there already. Here I have place"
Her head. leaned back against the
cushion, turned toward him. the pale
orchids trembling on her bosom-she
was SO near that he could feel her
breath on his cheek. A new waltz
had begun to sigh its languorous meas
ures.
Placer" she queried. do you think
you had no place there? Is 1t possible
that you do not understand that your
going has left-a void?'
He looked at her suddenly. and her
eyes fell. Before he answered, how
ever, the big form Of Major Bristow
appeared, looking about him.
TT has-left void" she said, her
eyes still downcast, her voice just low
enough, for me"
The major bounced upon them at
this juncture, feelingly accusing John
| of the nefarious design Of robbing the
assemblage of it's bright and partic-
ular star. When Katharine put her
hand in her cavaliers arm, her eyes
were dewy under their long shading
lashes and her fine lips ever 80 little
tremu1ous. 1t had been her best avail
able moment, and she had used it.
! AS she moved away, her faint color
slightly heightened, she was glad Of
the interruption. It was better as 1t
! was. when John Valiant came to her
again.
But to him, as he stood watching
her move lightly from him, there was
| vouchsafed illumination. 1t came to
him suddenly that that placidity and
hauteur which he had so admired in
| the old days were no mask for fires
within. The exquisite husk was the
real Katharine. Hers was the lowell
ness of some tall white lily cut in
marble, splendid but chill. And with
the thought, between him and her
there swept through the shimmering
| candle-lighted air breath of wet rose
| fragrance like an impalpable cloud,
| and set in the midst of it misty star
tinted gown sprayed with lilies-of-the-
valley, and above it girls face clear
and vivid, her deep shadow-blue eyes
| fixed on his
The music of two-step was Ian
gushing when, little later. Valiant
and Shirley strolled down between
the garden box-hedges, cypress-shaped
and lifting spire-like toward a sky
which bent, silent canopy Of mauve
and purplish blue. Behind them
| Damory court lay nest Of woven
| muslined porch shimmered goldenly,
| and beside it under the lanterns dal
lied a flirtatious couple or two, ghost
| like in the shadows.
Come" he said. Let me take you
| to see the sun-dial now"
The tangle had been cut away and
narrow gravel-path led through the
pruned creepers. She made an excla-
nation of delight. The onyx-pillar
stood In an oasis of white-moonfow-
ers, white dahlias, mignonette and mar
| cissus; bars Of late lilies-of-the-val-
ley beyond these, bordered with Arum-
lilies, white clematis, iris and bridal
wreath, Shading out into tender paler
| hues that ringed the spotless purity
| like dawning passion.
White for happiness" he quoted.
You said that when you brought me
here-the day we planted the ram
blers. Do you remember what
said? That some day. perhaps. should
love this spot the best of all at Damory
! court" He was silent a moment, trac-