Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1884-04-11
It was the triumph of the evenino,

his Queen with victory. He was the
slave OF her love, kissing the hem of her
pure white robe.
am proud of you," she whispered
and her voice was a Just little broken
AS she rose. declining at his bidding
4nanded.
Inc song rang in her ears all that
night and held her sleepless. Of course,
ne had sung it at her; of her; for her.
She was his Queen! The melodious.
passionate worship filled her with de-
light, and then she cried in sheer vexa.
ton to think that a man who coulasinc
Win such exquisite taste should have
10 D. told not to eat with his knife. 1t
was unscrupulouse of fortune to give
MN the voice of a troubadour and the
eNternals OF o shop-boy. 1t was all very
we'll for him to sing:
Whether her birth be noble or lowly.
acar9 no more than the spirit above,
ana III give my heartto my lnAy's keeping |
ana eyer her strengthen mine shall lean,
AND the stars shall fall and the angels be
Ere cease to love her, my Queen. nv
Queen!"
But. for her, Cora Plover? What
would Fifth avenue say if this human
paradox were to be photographed and
exhibited as one for whom She had lain
awake q whole summer night?
At Queenstown she received several
letters, and among them the following:
DEAREST Cora: All our deeply-laid travelling
plans are scattered to the winds, and brand.
new ones must be made. 1t is all my fault,
ana you shall scold mo as much a. you can
ma II IN your heart to do when you see my
nyTllQp Aa Il Loud 4N.11n n. u
Earl OF Ticehurst, and u darling. We are to be
married on the 18th, 80 you must hurry up.
Papa has taken this house for the occasion,
some mysterious business Of his own at Liver.
pool. so a. ordered him to meet you, and
pass YOU DaggaEe. and all that sort of thing:
ana De your escort up to town. As we shall
ne It 50 soon, and l am half crazy with trous-
seau nends, no more at present, from your
P. Slack is Lord Marden. "
Inquiry was made for o Mr.. Turner
when the tug came alongside for the
mails.
Cora read her letters and consulted
her .peerage (no properly-minded
American woman will travel without a
peerage), and looked out Ticehurst-
thus:
Tfcehurst, sth Earl. John Stephen Mayne,
onlf son o Oft of tn 'd Ear1 il born ct C%hilliIngton Royal,
Admiral Sir Claudius Turnour, X. G. b.: has
issue. !. John Ashton, Lord Marden, born
1853; 2. Jamsss::Cla9dius, BORN 1854; late Scots
Grosvonor Place Club b-esS toPT Travellers nIe 81
So "Jack' had a brother, who would
be-speaking formally-the Honorable
James Wayne. Mayne? The name
seemed familiar to her somehow
Where had she heard it, or who had
written about it? Could he be that I'm.
principled but delightful "Jim' Maynt
about whom a gushing friend Of he1
girlhood, married in London, had writ
ten such shocking stories some four O,
five years ago?
There was a fog in the Mersey, o
course, when the big ship tloated W
with the tide, and the tender with Gus
tom-house people, clerks from the com
pany's Office and favored friends of til,
passengers came fussing up. Cora go
up in her s~hore-going clothes, with jus
an extra frill on for Jack or Jessie
benefit, stood at the head of the com
panion stairs looking in vain for tn
cowboy. 1t would never do for hin
and ''Jack" to meet; so the plan was t.
wish him goodbye in the most decisive
manner before the other came OF
board, and thus be rid of him. How
riresome he was! Why did he not ap
pear and take his dismissal in this con
venient way?
Looming dimly on the tenders bridg
, appeared . handsome man of abou
: thirty, fresh-faced, close-cropped, dap
per, speckless! dressed from his point
ed shoes to his curly hat as though b
had just been picked up in St. James
, street and dropped where he stood. HI
was the first on board, and ''to him.
as the old dramatists say-went rush
ing another handsome man Of abou
the same age, fresh-faced, close-crop
ped, dapper, speckless! costumed q!
; though he also had been spirited direc
from the same celebrated eminence'
only he had no flower on his coat
They grasped each other by the hand
> set the. r teeth, breathed hard and Tough
. down their feelings as only Britlshcrs
: can. They couldn>t speak just then te
]. save that ship from going straight to tn
l bottom. The just articulate words thai
e came were something about "the moth
err and Queenie.
In q few minutes the one without 4
I flower took the other up to where Cora
;. stood, and said:
T? "Mrs. Plover, this is Lord Marden,
whom I think you expect" .,
Q The usual questioning followed, With
most contradictory answerllgs.
Q Yes, she had had q most delightful
voyage, and been very sick. and the
weather had been dreadful, and she
j, had enjoyed herself SO much! She ala
y not know what she was saying. She
never had suffered from s~ea-slckness,
: something very like the first admonition
! of it came over her. Things heaved and
. swan around her and the bones OF her
9 knees melted. In the midst OF quite an
! other subject she broke in with:
"But who -whO-was the gentleman
, that introduced you9"
"Why, my brother. of course! he
( came over with you. Surel ~
ooh, impossible!" gasped Cora and
t if she had not chung to the rail- she
might have made smother header down
the companion. The tlowerless one
, came up at this moment, and, not'elnS
i her tribulation and the appealing look
, ..f az mo take YOU out of this crowd.