River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1878-08-01
THEMYsTERIOUs PORTRAIT.

In small but handsomely furnished
sitting room in London hotel young
lady was sitting in an easy chair, before a
blazing fire, one dreary November after
noon. Her hat and cloak lay upon the
table beside her. and from the eager, i'm
patient glance she turned toward the
door at every sound of footstep on the
staircase outside, It was evident that she
expected visitor.
At last the door opened and tall, aris-
tocratlc- looking young man entered the
room.
;sHarry, what long time you have
been y she exclaimed, springing up from
her seat. What news have you brought9
What does your father say about our
our marriage?" hesitating with the shy
ness of bride at the last word.
aRea1 for yourself, Helen," replied her
husband, handing her an open letter, and
standing opposite her, leaning against the
marble mantle2iece, watching intently
the expression of her fair face as she
read
In marrying as you have done, you have
acted ii direct opposition to my wishes.
From this day you are no longer my son,
and wash my hands Of you forever
s.Harry, why did you not tell me OF
this before?' exclaimed Helen, as she
read the hard. cruel words, looking up
/ through the tears into her husbands take,
My darling, what was there to tell
/ How could | know that my father would
act in this hard hearted manperY !
knew that he wis. ed me to marry the
| daughter 0f nobleman living near Mar
| ston Hall. and so unite the two estates
/ b.lt had no idea he would cast me of
/ Tor disobeying his wish. And even II
had known it, he added, fondiy clasping
his Young Bride to his heart, and klssins,
| a yay the tears from her eyes, Il should
not have acted differently. My Helen Is
worth filty estates, and as long as she
loves me shall never regret the loss OF
Marston Hall ard its fair acres. But
nv love- he continued more seriously
..there is au end to your promised shop
ming expedition into Bond street. 1or
/ viii have To do without diamonds, now
that your husband is a penniless outcast
instead of the heir to el5,00o year
"Hush, Harry! Please don't talk lik'
that" she said. hurt at his bitter tone
.Yon know that it was not of diamond
and uTeSS 4 was IuiuhluH Dut Nhol a.
you going TO do, Harry she continued
LAYING her hand upon his arm, and look
ne up sadly into his pale, set face
You cannot work for a living
sAnd why not work for livingln b
reclaimed. in determined voice. "Be
ause happen to be the son of baro
net, brought up and educated withou
any ideas or knowledge of businessa Blu
/ i will work for my living, and how m
little wife that / am not quite unworth
, of the trust and confidence she repose
, in me when she placed this little Rand j
mine,r he added, STOPPING to kiss tn
small white hand that rested conf iingl,
upon his arm.
Itwas while pursuing his favorite stud
of oil paintings among the famous gale
i ries of Rome that Harry Marston wooe
and won Helen Tracy, governess IN a
English family residing in Italy, and tn
orphan daughterof an officer in the ARM
( Before be had known her month, Harr,
. who had been in love-or iahcled hImsel
I in love-with at least half q dozen differ