Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-10-24

your own bed-chamber, where we shall be
most secure from all interruption. I will
tell you of fatal episode in my own
youth, when was younger even than you
are now. oh, that I should have to tell
such tale to my daughter! But,
Odalite, when you have heard it you will
learn just what you have to do in order to
save us all, and especially to save your no.
BILE, generous, honorable father from ruin
and disgrace. And then, Odalite, when
You have learned all, You shall do exactly
as you please. Not one word of coercion.
not another word Of persuasion, will ut
ter. will leave our fate in your hands.
and you shall be absolutely free to act.
Come with me now"
She took her daughters arm. and they
arose from the sofa.
For moment they stood, quite acct
dentally, facing tall mirror between two
windows on the opposite side Of the room.
and that mirror for the moment reflected
two beautiful forms, of which it would be
difficult to decide which should bear OF
the palm for beauty.
The elder lady, Elfrida Force-wife of
Abel Force, the owner of Mondreer, one of
the finest old places on the western shore
of Maryland-was tall, stately blonde,
with superbly rounded form, a rich COM
plexion, and an afausnce of golden brown
hair, ripping all over her fine head, and
gathered into mass at the nape of her
graceful neck. She wore an inexpensive,
closely fitting dress of dark blue serge,
whose very plainness set off the perfection
of her figure and enhanced the brilliancy
of her complexion, showing to the best
advantage that splendid beauty, which at
the age of thirty-fve had reached its
zenith. just now, however the vivid
brightness of her bloom had faded to q
pale rose tint, and her lovely blue eyes
seemed heavy with unshed tears.
Her young daughter, Odalite, equally
beautiful in her way, was yet of an entire
ly opposite type. She was of medium
height, and her form, though we'll rounded,
was slender almost to fragility. Her head
was small, and covered with fine suit of
ripping jet black hair, which she wore
| carelessly, partly in black net, partly es-
Gaping down the shoulders. Her eyes and
eyebrows were black as jet; her features
| were delicate and regular; and her COM
plexion was of clear Ivory white. She
wore crimson merino dress, plainly made,
closely fitting, and relieved only by mar
row white ruf1es at the throat and
wrists.
Only for a moment they paused, and
then they walked out of the room, and the
prerty picture disappeared.
They went to Oddities chamber, where,
in privacy, the proud lady could tell the
daughter HER MOTHERS SECRET-a secret
so terrible that she believed it would COM
pei the poor girl to give up her young
dream of happiness with her chosen lover,
Leonidas Force, whom she idolized, and
accept life of misery as the wife of Col
onel Angus Anglesea, heartless adven-
turer, whom she loathed. The above we
publish as specimen chapter; but the
continuation of this story will be found
only in the N. Y. Ledger. Ask for the
number dated November 4, which can now
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