The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1874-01-30

ton more than repaid me for the toll of
the last few weeks.
'I think it is due to you, Mr.. Stanley
he said, ''that you should know some
thing of the history the lady whose por-
trait you have 80 admirably painted and
| under circumstances so peculiar. F" 1t
cost him an evident effort to say this
and I begged him to spare himself a re-
cital that [ felt must be painful, but he
| persisted in giving me the following rap
| id life sketch:
Emmie was our only child, and the
fondest love of our hearts twined about
her. During an autumn's wandering on
| the Continent we met Baron Wolfstein
gay young, handsome, and knowing
well how best to vile a woman's heart, he
| won our Emmies love. And we, who
| loved her better than we loved ourselves,
gave her up although we knew that in
| the very act we tore down our hfe's Joy
| with our hands. Well her lover was of
good birth, rich, of excellant reputa-
ton, and as devoted to Emmie as she
was to him. And for her sake we pluck
ed our one sweet English rose from the
parent stem and Wofstein bore her on
in triumph to his chateau in the Black
Forest. The world called hers a brilliant
part but there was no brilliancy left for
the mother and me. Without her, house
oh
events of our days were her letters-at
first they were all sunshine, and full OF
her husbands praises. After while, we
fancied they dropped a little In their
CHEEKY tone, her hunband's name was
more rarely mentioned, and at last he
was quite ignored. Time after time it
was arranged that she should come to us,
and time after time her visit was delayed
on some paltry excuse. We had not seen
the face of our darling for a year. We
could bear the separation no longer.
We should go to her. When so far as
Berlin, my wife was seized violently Ill.
T wrote to Wolfstein and EmIlie our OF
distress-no response came to my cry
for succor.
On the morning of the Dist of January
I bent overs.my wife to moisten her fe-
vered lips with little wine. Edward,
she said taking my hand in hers, En-
ME was with me Ill the night, Oar
ling you are dreaming, ;" [ said soothing
". cot was no dream husband. She
stood where you stand now. Her dress
was of black velvet, with lace about the
throat and wrists. She looked sad, and
oh, so cold, and down one cheek
there was horrid mark. ''Mother, she
said, you have no portrait, not even a
photograph, to remind you of poor EN-
ME- I shall send you one. And before
could speak, OF lay my hand on hers,
she was gone, From her rapid pulse
knew fever was working in her veins, and
fearing this was the raving of delirium,
| I soothed her as best I could. just then
a servant entered the room. she held
in her hand that which we had cause to
read-a telegram I tore it open; and,
as my eyes learned it's contents, a groan
burst from my lips. ''Enmie is dead,
said my wife, quietly. 81 knew it dear. ="
It was even SO.
This blow rapidly extinguisheu the
Pickering life of the mother, and she too,
quickly followed Emmie. After this sad
event I arranged to go to Wofstein's
chateau. He had taken no notice of my
various letters but I concluded that,
stunned by grief, the poor fellow was
unable to attend to his ordinary duties
of life. In this fellowship Of soITow,
together we could mingle ouI tearF.
On my way to the railway station I
encountered Susan, Emnlie's faithful
maid, who had been with her young mis-
tress before and since her marriage.
The girl was weary and worn with f.
tigue and her once bright English face
was white and SCARED. She stretched
her hands towards me- "Mr. st. John
Mr.. ST. John p then she fell down III g
swoon. I had her conveyed to my room,
and after administering restoratives she
recovered, and III a few terrible words
she told me OF my child.
For two or three months after marriage
ali WIS sunshine then the tickle nature
CT the Baron began to assert herself, land
he became very devil of causeless jeal-
ousy and malice. Every letter Enlnaie
wrote was read before it left the chateau.
She was debarred from going into So
) ciety-she was permitted to see no one
save in the presence OF her husband, who
watched her as tiger watches hisprey.
? Then he took to drinking, and phying
heavily; but she, hoping to VIZ him
, back TO her, still comprised him abound
with sweet observances, and by hei gen
) tie goodness strove hard to exercise the
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