Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1922-09-07

capering tall, handsome young man,
CARRIED in the fashion of the day,
passed with long and careless strides
from one end of the saloon and out
toward the upper deck.
Admitting eyes were bent upon him;
and ore lady turned to her partner
and said:
"Oh, please Colonel, tell me who he
is"
The Colonel placed his right hand
on the bosom of his ruffled shirt and
bowed. miss Lucy he said, lit would
be one of the satisfactions of my life
to crafty your more than natural
curiosity, but that pleasure is denied
me. I can't tell you who he is"
And then-because the Colonel had
sighed his own sentimental distress in
the presence of Miss Lucy and because
her curiosity concerning the young
stranger stirred jealous qualm--he
added: HE looks like Yankee to
me-"
The young man was a Yankee. And
because he was journeying to the
South upon grim and terrible mis-
sion, the gayeties of the ballroom had
grated upon him and he had sought
the solitude of the upper deck. Yet
it was this moment that Fate chose
to bring him face to face with one
who was to change the whole course
of his life.
For as he turned into a long pas
sageway, afiame with light but de-
serted, there suddenly entered at the
far end girl thrilling in litheness and
almost barbaric in dress. In swift I'M
consciousness of him she approached,
q great handful of roses in red glare
hiding her features. She lowered her
hand; he caught full view of her face;
and 1t seemed to him that his heart
) ceased to beat, like pendulum caught
and halted, then thrown again into
motion. She did not look at him as
ne slowly passed her. He gazed into
her eyes as she bent them upon the
roses held out In front of her; and
then he wheeled about to follow her.
She turned into a cross-passage, was
gone; he ran to the entrance, but she
had vanished.
In the young mans heart was a
struggle to call her. but there was no
appropriate word and then sobered,
the Yankee smiled at himself But the
smile did not balm his delicious
wounds, and he continued his search
into the ballroom. There We're many
handsome women, bellies of proud viii
lagos, but to none did he give sec
ond glance. Again he passed out to-
ward the upper deck.
For a time he stood gazing down
upon the never-solved mystery of night
on the Mississippi. The fiddles were
going again, and he heard slippered
feet whispering over the floor, but ii
seemed 10 him that this scene of gay
ETY. was forced like a melancholy
laugh; it reminded him of book Of
poems in tatters, of love-letter in
faded ink.
Built about one of the smokestacls
was shanty of boards called the
Jug HOuSC- III httiS Il tOihCt VI ttliC
shanty, the young man stumbled
against some one; man growled in
resentment.
81 beg your pardonr"
81 should say you dor A young
fellow of unusual height and of hui
morous slimness came forth out of the
shadow. The boat was landing, and
superintendent on the shore re-
vealed him, pale and long of face,
with collar cut low and chin standing
high
Eyes, sir" he added, "and although
it may not be necessary on this occa-
sion, yet If you knew who am, you
would apologize some more"
"Ah, you don't sayw replied the
Yankee, smiling. "And as you seem
to be fond of the music of apology,
will you please tell me who you arc?"
Il can do that easy enough, but
don't wish to frighten you"
"You are considerable. But the fact
is / rather enjoy the sensation of
fright"
Then tremble: am Liberty Shot
tie"
''What, you don't mean that you are
really Liberty ShottleF"
81 swear II"
"well, we'll And now win you
please enlighten me as to who Liberty
Shottle is? And why do you suppose
that people who have heard of you,
tremble in your presence? What have
you doneT'
"Sir, modesty puts clamp on me.
And now would you mind tell
ing me your name?-
'Not at ALL My name is Virgil
Drace"
'You don't say7 Well, we'll But !
never heard OF you, either" Now they
laughed, the joyous and unsnspicious
mirth Of youth They stood looking