The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1920-02-05
IN A MAZE
By JESSIE E. SHERWIN

| NpbhN AhC VI NliS LNNo''hN
Clarion. as he handed sheet Of man
uscript to his fellow composltor.
Loves Anguish read Hank
Evans, from the neat legible page. "Our
sorrowful contributor IS getting desper-
ate. And look here's new dedication.
First it was to E. Then after cou-
pie Of the illusions 1t was 'Eunicia.
Now It's 10 Eunicia L. OF course that
means the pretty daughter of Judge
Lancaster Then again this persist
ent poet first signed his effuslons j,
then Jerome Now its Jerome t.
"Yes, and the boss editor says his
full name is Jerome Thurston. A pro-
fessor over at the academy at our
neighboring town of Glenwo0d."
He'd be passabe if he harped on
something else besides longing, lasting
love-" commented Hank.
For over two weeks each recurring
edition of the local paper had contain
ed verses from the pen of this very
regular contributor and this was how
1t had come about:
Professor Jerome Thurston, thirty,
sedate, but at heart full of tender SEN
timent had passed the Lancaster place
one day when he was halted by the
sight of young girl whose face was
to him the most enhancing he had ever
seen. Its owner was joined by young
lady about her own age.
"Who is that lovely being?" he asked
amid his rapture of another passerby.
"Oh, that is Miss Eunicla Lancas-
ter" came the wondering reply, and
the professor pursued his way in a
daze. Love feryent and instantaneous
had banished all other emotions.
Shy, reticent and rendered doubly
so by inexperience and retiring ways,
the professor nursed his love in secret
but it finally found expression in poesy.
He was a fair rhymester and a ready
writer.
Upon the day when the last poem
appeared in the paper two men met
in the village hotel.
well, have you found out who this
audacous poet isl" inquired the elder
Of the twain.
"Yes, the editor told me. 1t Is, as
we suspected, the college professor
down at Glenwood."
"Well, he is getting to the limit" re-
piled the other 81 can't have Eunicia
subjected to comment and ridicule.
The man must understand the circum-
stances and is clear out of his mind,
or seeks to annoy US"
Eyes, he must be stopped" was the
response. 81 have plan to frighten
him into ceasing his strange poetic
bombardment."
At about dusk that same evening
these two individuals fingered near a
little thiCket at the outskirts of Glen
wood, at a spot Professor Thurston
passed every day in his regular stroll.
The latter finally appeared, his thought
full face bCtraying abstraction, his
hands linked Oehlnd MN.
"What is this, fOotpads" he ex-
claimed, as he was seized by the two
loiterers. He struggled, but they bore
away from the path and to a clear
space in the thicket
"My friend" spoke the elder Of the
two men throwing a narrow case upon
horn 70
demand satisfaction. ! am the brother
of Miss Eunicia Lancaster and this
gentleman is her aflianced husband"
Her atIianced husband" repeated
the professor in a hollow grOan. 81
did not know. ! fancied her heart
whole. Woe is mel"
And" spoke the other man, you
must at once recant your assumed de-
vOtiOn for Miss Lancaster and cease
to prosecute us with your ridiculous
poetical nOtOriety, or defend yourself
with one Of the two loaded weapons
in that case in a duel to the death"
"Recant the honest sentiments
of my sOul?" cried the professor. "Nev.
err! You insist upon battle. Be
It So But If I kill you-or If you kill
me? But what lists It. If Eunicia is
to become the bride of another. ! do
not care to live"
The professor shook with emotion
and his observers knew not whether
to regard him as a lunatic, or pity him
NJ an honest and hopeless lover,
zone last glace at the fairest face In
the universe, photograph Of my
EuniCia which | received from the VII
lage photographer, and | am ready for
the sacrifice" spoke professor, draw
ing the object in question from peck
ct near to his heart.
81 say" bolted out Bob Lancaster
observing the picture.
mot Eunicla at ALL" shouted hei
fance. "Why, my man, this is no
Miss Lancaster, but she is a cousin
Miss Myrtle Colby"
The professor looked bewildered. Ht
blurted out his story Of his first Sigh
Of the idol of his dreams. Slowly II
dawned upon him that his Informant
had mistaken the lady he had pointed
out.
Good naturedly the brother and love-
Of the real Miss Lancaster helped
stralghten out the tangle. Later suci
feryent devotion appealed to sweet
sympathetic Eunicia Lancaster. Sh'
Insisted such fidelity should not b.
lost to the world and saw to 1t tina
the professor was introduced to Myrtle
The natural result brought happiness
TO the professor. for he was a man O
attachments and probity and Myrtle