Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1881-10-20

night now before it is quite too late.
and you might learn how it is that
other women conduct women that
know how to play their part in the
world, which ycr certainly have not
yet learned, and which it seems as if
you never would Do you think
shall have any pleasure in marrying
and taking among my Washington
friends "a"
She had been growing whittier and
whittier listening to him. She saw that
the end had come. Put, for his part,
he was as much astonished, in his su-
preme INSTRUMENTATION, as if it had
lightened out of the blue sky, when her
voice rang out: "Stop! I do not think
you will take any pleasure in marrying
me. | understand that we are totally
untitled to each other l hope you will
find a better-bred woman for your wife,
Goodbye"
And then she was gone, and she had
called the children round her; and
whatever it cost her to do it, she was
frolicking with them as before, let her
heart break or not.
Mr.. Vincent Maurice was SPECIFICS
with indignation and amazement. But
he had no idea that his engagement was
broken-how could it be, when he had
not broken ltg He turned and walked
up to the house, but when, after an
hour, she did not follow him, he went
ITO the inn and thence to Mrs. Stanton's
for the evening; and receiving word
hot I'm
up card in the morning, ae returned
to town.
1t was not till letter, made up of
equal parts of reproach. anger and
love, was remailed to him unopened.
that he began to think toe matter seri-
GUS, and to ask himselfi f he had not
made a mistake. When Saturday
came, although badly injured, he could
not help gong down again; he felt, af-
ter all as if he must see the lovely face
again, again touch the sweet lips; he
hardly knew how to wait longer for
the pressure of the dear arms. But
the house was closed The two old
servants left in charge said they had
no instructions except to " stay on"
And nobody could say whittier Miss
Rivers was gone. Nobody knew, in
fact, that she had anywhere to go to-
it being generally supposed she was
that fortunate being born to a good es-
tate without relatives, her cousin Fran
CHS Rivers and his wife being quite over
looked.
! IA But it was TO the shelter of her cou-
sin Francis Rivers Newport villa that
she had betaken herself, welcome
guest, during the two months that they
fingered there after the full swing of
fashion was over; and when they re-
turned to their home in Philadelphia
after round of rather quiet if elegant
gayeties there, she departed with him
and his wife for European Journey,
and all that Mr.. Vincent Maurice
heard of her for the next two years was
a notice in some newspaper that Mrs.
Francis Rivers and Miss Kate Rivers
had been presented to the queen by the
merican minister, and the beauty and
the exquisite dress of the younger LADY
had created sensation at the drawing
room.
Doubtless Mr. Maurice would have
been quite pleased with Kate could he
have seen her at that time. The sorrow
of an almost broken heart, the loneli-
ness following the lost love, the regret
of not pleasing, the despair of being
able to do so, every thought and word
of all which she Kept to herself, had
taken away the overlooking spirits
which had been so offensive, and she
had unconsciously contracted some
thing of the more gentle ways of those
about her, growing, indeed, so llstless
and apathetic that at last her cousin
Francis lightly reproached her indolent
want of sympathy with everything
she who had sympathized with the
very flies upon the pane. But the re-
proach, good-natured as it was, brought
such flood of tears, and the tears such
a nervous reaction, that a physician
was summoned, who ordered her to
her bed; and once there she did not
leave it for many weeks. When at
last she came out into the open air
again. that fire had utterly burned out,
and It's ashes were cast to the winds
7. seemed to be new world about
her, and she took as vivid an interest
in it as if size was herself new born
to it.
1t was a new world--the world of
art; for they were in France, and tina.
was followed oy Rome and Naples, by
Venice and Dresden and Munich, by
some stay in Paris, by a London sea-
son. If at the end of it all the child OF
nature had not been transformed into
the brilliantly artificial woman of the
salon, it was because of the gentle wis
dom of her cousins, who knew just
where to stimulate and where to re-
press, until the graciously developed
brain and soul were evident perhaps a
trifle sooner than they would have been
otherwise; for Mr., Vincent Maurice
need not have troubled himself with
any fear that, when the bud was alrea-
dy so lovely, the full blossom would be
less than perfect, if he had but given it
time to bloom, instead of rudely tear
ing it open.
He was not very happy man in
those days he remembered with in
creasing bitterness the brief happiness
of other days. He longed now with all