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mates, thought he would be minister
to Hngland in a few years, and the or-
chestra an the casino porch was p1ay
Ing "The Conquering hero Coutes" In
his honor and at the behest of Tom
Meredith, he knew.
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There were other pretty taches be-
sides Mrs. Van Skuyt in the launch
load from the yacht, but as they touch-
ed the pier, pretty girls or pretty wom-
en or jovial gentlemen, all were over-
looked in the wild scramble the college
men made for their hero. They haled
him forth, set him on high, bore him on
their shoulders, shouting "Skal to the
Vlkingi" and carried him up the wood-
ed bluff to the casino. He heard Mrs.
Van Skuyt say: "Oh, we're used to it.
We've put in at several other places
where he had friends!" He remember-
ed the wild progress they made for
him up the slope that morning at Win-
ter Harbor—;tow the people looked on
�ij1e f- and laughed and clapped their hands.
But at the veranda edge he had no-
ers.- e- ticed a little form disapifearing around
a corner of the building, a young girl
A woman's voice singing Schubert's
running away as fast aselle could.
"Serenade" calve to him. See there," he said as the tribe set
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(after some indecision) a country high. i him down; "you have frightened the
populace." And Tom Meredith had
stopped shouting long enough to an-
swer: "It's my little cousin, overcome
with *motion. She's been counting
the hours till you came—been bearing
about you for a good while, She hasn't
been able to talk or think of anything
else. She's only fifteen, and the crucial
moment is too much for her. The great
Harkless has arrived, and elle has fled."
But the present hour grew on him
as ho leaned on the pasture bars. It
had been a reminiscent day with him,
but suddenly his memories sped, and
the voice that was singing Schubert's
"Serenade" across the way touched
him with the urgent personal appeal
that a present beauty had always held
for have. It was a soprano and without
Through the open windows it floated. tremolo, yet came to his ear with a
Indoors some one struck a peal of s11- certain tremulous sweetness. It was
ver chords, like a harp touched by a . soft and slender, but the listener knew
lover„ and a woman's voice was lifted. it could be lifted with fullness and
Sohn Harkless leaned on the pasture power If the singer would. It spoke
bars and listened with upraised head only of the song, yet the listener
and parted lips. thought of the singer. Under the
;way, called the pike, rather than a
proud city boulevard, a pathway led
through the fields to end at some pas-
ture bars opposite the brick house.
John llarkless was leaning on the
!pasture bars. The stars were wan and
the full moon shone over the fields.
Meadows and woodlands lay quiet and
motionless ander the ofd, sweet mar=
vel of a June night. In the wide
monotony of the Sat lands there some-
times comes a feeling that the whole
earth is stretched out before one. To-
night it seemed to lie so, in the pathos
of silent beauty, passive and still, yet
breathing an antique message, sad,
mysterious, reassuring. But there had
•come a divine melody adrift on the air.
"To thy chamber window roving, love
hath led my feet."
The Lord sent manna to the children
of Israel in the wilderness. Harkless
bad been five years in Plattville, and a
Woman's voice singing Schubert's "Ser-
enade" came to him at last as he stood
by the pasture bars of Jones' field and
listened and rested his dazzled eyes
on the big white face of the moon.
How long had it been since he bad
heard a song or any discourse of music
other than that furnished by the Platt -
villa band? Not that he had no taste
for a brass band. But music that he
Loved always gave him an ache or de-
light and the twinge of reminiscences
,Of old gay days gone forever. Tonight
his memory leaped to the last day of
a Stine gone seven years to a morn-
ing when the little estuary waves
twinkled in the bright sun about the
boat in which he sat, the trim launch
that brought acheery party ashore
from their schooner to the casino land-
ing at Winter Harbor, far up on the
Maine coast.
Tonight he saw the picture as plainly
as if it were yesterday. No reminis-
-cepces had risen so keenly before his
eyes for years. Pretty Mrs. Van Skuyt
sitting beside him—pretty Dirs, Van
Skuyt and her roses—what bad be-
come of her? He saw the crowd of
friends waiting on the pier for their ar-
trival, the dozen or so emblazoned class-
mates at was in the time of brilliant
flannels) who sent up a volley of col-
lege cheers in his honor. How plainly
the dear old, young faces•rose up before
him tonight, the men from whose lives
he had slipped! Dearest and jolliest of
the faces was that of Tom Dleredith,
clubmate, classmate, his closest friend,
the thin, redheaded third baseman. He
-could see Tom's mouth opened at least
a yard, it seemed, such was his frantic
vociferousness. Again and again the
cheers rang out, "Harkless; Hark-
less!" on the ,end, of them. ru those
moon thoughts run into dreams, and +
he dreamed that the owner of the dashed for the treacherous elder bush
voice, she who quoted "The Walrus ! as fast as his long legs could carry
and the Carpenter" on Fisbee's notes, him, but before he had taken six
was one to
with you, laugh
yether laughter would weep stridessleeve
be agirl's voice quavered fromclose be- I
tempered with sorrow and her tears I bind him: "Don't run like that, Mr.
with laughter. ( Harkless! I can't keep up." !!!(
When the song was ended he struck Ile wheeled. about and confronted a
the rail he leaned upon a sharp blow 1 vision., a dainty little figure about five
with his open hand. There swept over , feet high, a flushed and lovely face,
him a feeling that he had stood precise- i hair and draperies disarranged and
ly where he stood now on such a night flying. He stamped his foot with rage.
a thousand years ago; had heard that "Get back in the house!" he cried.
voice and that song and been moved by "You mustn't go!" she panted. "It's
the voice and the song and the night the only way to stop you."
just as he was moved now. He had "Go back to the house!" he shouted
long known himself for a sentimental- i savagely,
1st. He had almost given up trying to "Will you come?"
cure himself. And he knew himself I "Per God's sake," cried William
for a born lover. He had always been ' Todd, "come back! Keep out of the
in love with some one. In his earlier I road!" He was emptying his revolver
youth his affections bad been so con-
at the clump of bushes, the uproar of
stantly inconstant that he finally came I his firing blasting the night. Some one
to settle with his self respect by rec• screamed from the house:
ognizing in himself a fine constancy "Helen, Helen!"
that worshiped one woman always. It John seized the girl's wrists. Her
was only the shifting image of her that gray eyes flashed into his defiantly.
changed Somewhere (he dreamed ` Will you go?" he roared.
TEE WING 101 TIMES, SEPTEMBER 6 1906
laughed to Mini companionably, and
sometimes be smiled back upon her.
The Undine danced before him through
the lonely years, on Pair nights in his
walks and same to sit by his fire an
winter eveninga when be stared alone
at the embers.
And tonight, here in Plattville, he
heard a voice he had waited far long,
one that his fickle memory told bim he
had never heard before. But, listening,
he knew better—he had heard it long
ago, though when and bow he did not
know, as rich and true and ineffably
tender as now. Ile threw a sop to his
common sense, "Bliss Sherwood is a
little thing" (the image was so surely
tall), "with a bumpy forehead and spec -
Moles," lie said to himself, "or else a
provincial young lady with big eyes to
pose at you." Then he felt the ridlcu-
loneness of looking after his common
. sense on a moonlight night in June;
also, be know that he lied.
Tile song hnd sensed, but the musician
lingered, and the keys were touched to
plaintive harmonies new to hint, He
bad come to Plattville before "Caval-
leria Rusticana" won the prize at Ronne,
and now, entranced, he heard the "In-
termezzo" for the first time. Listening
to this, he feared to move lest he should
wake from a summer night's bream.
A ragged little slhntlow flitted down
the path behind bim, and from a soli-
tary apple tree standing like a lone-
ly ghost in the middle of the field
cane the "Woo!" of a screech owl twice.
It was answered—twice—from a clump
of elder bushes that grew in a fence
corner fifty yards west of the pasture
bars. Then the hernia a squirrel rifle
Issued, Iifted out of the white elder blos-
soms, and lay along the fence, The
Music in the house across the way ceas-
ed, and Harkless saw two white dresses
come tout through tire long parlor win-
dows on to the veranda. "It will be
cooler out here," came the voice of the
singer clearly through the quiet. "What
a night!"
John vaulted the bars and started to
cross the road. They saw hlni from
the veranda, and Miss Briscoe called
to him in welcome. As his tall figure
stood out plainly in the bright light
against the white dust a streak of fire
leaped from the elder blossoms, and
there rang out the sharp report of a
rifle. There were two screams from
the veranda. One white figure ran into
the house. The other, a little one with
a gauzy wrap streaming behind, came
flying out into the moonlight straight
to ITarkless. There was a second re-
port. The rifle shot was answered by
a revolver, William Todd had risen
up, apparently from nowhere, and,
kneeling by the pasture bars, fired at
the flash of the rifle.
"Jump fer the shedder, Mr. Mirk -
less!" lie shouted. "He's in them el-
ders. Per God's sake, come back!"
Empty handed as he was, the editor
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whimsically indulgent of the fancy,
yet mocking himself for it) thereswas a ! HIe dropped her wrists, caught cher up
girl whom bo bad never seen who wait- in his arms as if she had been a kit-
ed till he should come. She was every- ten and leaped into the shadow of the
thing. Until he found her he could not trees that leaned over the road from
help adoring others who possessed lit I the yard. The rifle rang out again,
tie pieces and suggestions of her—her and the little ball whistled venomous-
briiliancy, her courage, her short upper overhead.
erhe d. Harkless
at ranthlong the
lip, "like a curled rose leaf,"or her fence
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dear voice or her pure groflle. He had loose strand of the girl's hair blew hire somebody to take a shot at him
no recollection of any lady who' had across his cheek, and in the moon her every morning before breakfast -not
quite her eyes. He ;tad never passed head shone with gold. She bad light that its any joking matter, the old
a lovely stranger on the street in the gentleman finished thoughtfully.
old days without a thrill of delight and "1 should say not," said William,
With a deep frown and a jerk of TIM
warmth. If he never saw her again head toward the fear of the House.
and the vision had only lasted for the
time it takes a lady to Cross the side- "He jokes about; it snot: _ h, Wouldn't
walk from a shop door to a carriage even promise to carry n pun after this.
leo was always a little in love with her Said he wouldn't know 1 ,w to use it--
never shot one off since Le was a boy,
because she bore about her somewhere, en the Fourth of July. This is the
as did every .pretty girl he ever saw,
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fug the seat fora ber with bis black
slouch bat, Then be regretted the bat
—it was a shabby ofd hat of a Carlow
county fashion.
It was a long bench, and be seated
himself rather remotely toward the
end opposite her, suddenly realizing
that he had walked very close to her
coming down the narrow garden path.
Neither knew that neither had spoken
since they left the veranda, and it bast
taken them a long time to come
through the little orchard and the gar-
den. She rested her chin on her band,
leaning forward and looking steadily
at the creek. Her laughter had quite
- gone; her attitude seemed a little wist-
ful and a little sad. Ile noted that her
hair curled over her brow in a way he
had not pictured in the lady of his
dreams. This was so much prettier.
Ile did not care for tall girls. Ile bad
not eared for them for almost halt an
hour, It was so much more beautiful
to be dainty and email and piquant
Ile had no notion that he was sighiug
in a way that would have put a fur-
nace to shame, but he turned his eyes
from her because he feared that if he
looked longer he might blurt out some
speech about her loveliness. His
The rifle rang out again.
brown hair and gray eyes and a short
upper lip like a curled rose leaf. He
set her down on the veranda steps.
Both of them laughed wildly.
"But you came with me," she gasped
triumphantly. 0
"I always thought you were tall,"
he answered, ant: there was afterward
a time when he had to agree that this
was a somewhat vague reply.
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CHAPTER IV.
EDGE BRISCOB smiled grim-
ly and leaned on his shotgun
in the moonlight by the ve-
randa. IIe and William 'Todd
lead been kicking down the elder bushes
and, returning to the house, fount; Min-
nie alone on the porch, "Safe?" lie
said to his daughter, who turned an
anxious face upon hien. "They'll be
safe enougih now, and In our garden."
"Maybe I oughtn't to have let them
go."
"Pooh! They're all right. That scal-
awag's half way to Six Crossroads' by
this time, isn't he, William?"
"Ile tuck up the fence like a scared
rabbit," Mr. Todd responded, looking
into his hat to avoid meeting the eyes
of the lady, "and I didn't have no call
to feller. He knowed how to run, I
reckon. Time Mr. Harkless come out
the yard again we see him take across
the road to the wedge woods, near half
a mile 'up. Somebody else with him
then—looked like a kid. Aiust 'a' cut
across the field to join him They're
fur enough toward home by this."
"Did Miss Helen shake hands with
you four or five times?" asked Briscoe,
chuckling. •
"No. Wliy?" said Minnie.
'Because Harkless did. My hand
aebes, and I guess William's does too.
He nearly shook our arms off when we
told him he'd been a fool. Seemed to
do him good. I told him he ought to
third time he's be'n shot at this ear
■ ' * One does not pass lovely strangers n
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street, half outlined In the darkness - for weak heart—or so-called kidney remedies for, to stay away, I guess. no go and put
under the cathedral arch of meeting ateiy or of tin r assn n cont t eyt ave 1 oec a ! that terrible gun up."
branches, this romancer of petticoats trol over themselves—and not once in 500 times I "No," said Briscoe lighting his cigar
could sigh a true lover's sigh and, it is the Slc1inC3S the fattit of the organ. It is rho
fault of the nerves which control the oriAtri•- deliberately "It's all safe; there's no
he kept enough distance between, fly a and onlv throngh these nerves can stomach, ! question of that; but maybe William '
yearning fancy that his lady wanders Suoor 1 oC ztaciue, ()Wisoo q vel 1`earn a i and I better go out and take a bmoke i
experience that in the orchard as hong es they stay
were
through nth m down at the creek."
sihletocurette 1 In the garden shafts of 'White light I
]turn, belch- 'pierced the bordering trees and fell
tnescet cin i Where Juno roses breathed the mild '
ase mid all' bight breeze, and here, through sum-
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theseailments tiler spells, the editor of the Herald '
sicknesses and 1 and the lady who had run to him at +
e sfaent:riU1tcCSir the pasture bars strolled down a path
house and read, I expect, unless you
want to go down to the creek and join
those folks."
"Me!" she exclaiiired. ""I know when
:Neither knew that neither had spoken,
glance rested on the bank, but its
diameter included the edge of her white
skirt awl the tip of a little white, high
heeled slipper that peeped out from
beneath, and he had to loot: away from
that, too, to keep from telling her that
he meant to advocate a law compelling
all women to wear crisp white gowns
and white kid slippers on moonlight
nights.
She
picked a long spear of grass
from the turf before her, twisted it
absently in her fingers, then turned to
him slowly. Her lips parted as if to
speak. Then she turned away again.
The action was so odd, somehow, as
she did it, so adorable, and the pre-
served silence was such a bond be-
tween them, that for his life he could
not have helped moving half way up
the bench toward her.
"What is it?" he asked, and he spoke
in a whisper such as he might have
used at the bedside of n dying friend.
Ile would not have laughed if he had
known he did so. She twisted the spear
of grass into a little ball and threw it
at a stone in the water before she an-
swered:
"Do you know, Mr. Harkless, you
and I hare not `met,' have eve? Didn't
we forget to be presented to each
other?"
"I beg your pardon, Miss Sherwood.
In the perturbation of comedy I for-
got."
"It was melodrama, wasn't it?" she
said. IIs laughed, but she shook her
head.
"Purest comedy," be said 'gayly, ""ex-
cept your part of it. You shouldn't have
done it. This evening was not arranged
1 in honor of 'visiting ladies' But you
mustn't think me a comedian. Truly, 1'
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didn't plan it. My friend from Six
, Crossroads must be given the credit of
fdevising the scene, though you divined
it"
I "It was a little too picturesque, I
think. -'1 know about Six Crossroads.
Please tell me what you mean to do."
"Nothing. What should I?"
"You mean that you will keep on let-
ting them shoot at you until they—until
you"— She struck the bench angrily
• with her hand.
"There's no summer theater in fix
' Crossroads, There's not even a church.
Why shouldn't they?" he asked grave-
ly. "During the long and tedious even-
ings it cheers the poor Crossroader's
soul to drop over here and take a shot
at me. It whiles away dull care for
"AhI" she cried. indignantly. "They
told me you always answered like this."
"Well, you see, the Crossroads efforts
have proved so thoroughly hygienic for
the: As a patriot I have sometimes felt
extreme mortification that Such bad
Marksmanship should exist in the comes
ty, but I console myself with the
( thought that their best shots ere, un-
happily, in the penitentlary."
"There are many left. Can't you un-
derstand that they will organize again
and come in a body, as they did before
you broke them up? And then, if they
come on a night when they know you
ore wandering out of tetra"—
"You have not had the advantage of
an intimate study of the most exclusive
people of the Crossroads, Mies Sher -
Weed. There are about thirty gentle-
men rhe remain in that neighborhood
While their relatives sojourn under dia.
elpllne, If you had the entree over
there, you would understand that these
thirty could not gather themselves' lntb
a company end unwell the seven miles
without Ordeal debate in the ranks.
They are not precisely amiable people,
there. • early in Ids medical
Paver since his university days the theseign't' iftes
nerves -'-th:ut
image of her bad been growing more only was it pos-
end more distinct. Ile had completely ins,itlon.heart
Ing, insomnia,
settled his mind as to her appearance heart weaker
and her voice. She was tall almost too Bright's dis•
r othl;rattectlons
tall, be was sure of that; and out of nelo .r all atC
fife coflscionsness there had grown a a renottobetrcated
sweet end vivacious young face that he merely srmptotesot
knety Was hers. Iter hair was light . sgmntamsl when
rem- lir
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and. tor some reason It did not atrlko
either of them ap unnatural or extraor-
dinary. They came to a bench on thu
'bank, and he made a great fuss dust -
him, and he has the additional exercise
of running all the way home."
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