The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1888-12-15
A Tale Of Two Continents.
BY MRS. NINA LAWSON.
CHAPTER Xxx.

Lenora went tripping to her cham
Der after her cologne bottle, looking
like fairy sailing on the perfumed
zephyrs.
She bathed her face in the cologne
and soon returned to her friend, look
ing like a lovely flower on bright
spring morning
Il am ready now to go downstairs,
Mrs. Bristol" and the two started off,
arm In arm.
Let us go to the library first, Lima;
you told me you were fond of reading,
and now, while you are here, select
book that you will like, and then when
you return to your room the hours
won't seem so long"
Jeanette was sitting in the library
reading, but as they entered she looked
up from her book, while a low. in
distinct murmur of How beautiful
escaped her lips.
She was looking at the girl that she
inwardly hated She knew that if her
little tramp remained at the mansion
she would no longer reign supreme;
yet in her envy and jealousy she could
not help but admire Lenora. She had
been very busy getting ready for the
ball, and had paid no attention what
ever to the newcomer; and, in fact,
the naughty girl did not think her
little tramp worthy her notice.
So she had not seen Lenora since
the first morning, as she lay on the bed,
more dead than alive until now, when
she stood before her looking like a
fairy queen.
She scarcely noticed the little
tramp" but turned to her book, as I'M
concerned as if one of the servants had
entered the room on some Grand; but
as Mrs. Bristol and her pet went on
round the room. looking at the great
shelves of books, lenora was perfectly
happy, while Jeanette was growing
more miserable every moment.
She could not read, for at the end of
every line there was beautiful face,
with such large, dreamy, dark eyes,
her of false accusation.
Jeanette tried, time and again. to
become interested in her book, but all
over the pages that sweet, haunting
face would appear, and finally she flung
the book down upon the table with a
bang, and left the library to return to
her own apartments, but as she reached
the top of the stairs she stopped and
listened, caught her breath, and listen
cd again.
Some one was playing on the piano
and the music was the sweetest she had
ever heard
"Pshaw! Who is that playing? It
can't he that little tramp, for | don't
believe she knows anything. She de-
ponds on her face and form to carry her
through the world.
Just to satisfy my curiosity, I will
slip down and see who it is.
1T Is very strange if any Of the
guests have come and Aunt Marguerite
has not said anything to me about it.
She, too, was IN the habit OF talking
to herself, and kept up low murmur
all the way down the stairs: but as she
stepped to the family sitting-room door.
and saw who was playing, the murmur-
ing ceased, and her face was white, even
to the lips. 1t was almost impossible
for her to believe her own eyes. but it
was actually her little tramp" that
was playing, and her aunt wa- sitting
10y her side, lost to everything else ex-
cept the music that her little patient
was getting out of that piano.
While Jeanette stood there, seeing,
yet unseen, Lenora began to sing one
of her favorites, and the song happened
to be a very difficult piece. in French,
that the proud girl had spent many
hours trying to learn, but as Vet she
had not succeeded; and here was that
miserable litth 6st2way, that she
hated already, playing and singing that
very song, and without the music. too.
No wonder that she trembled from
head to foot with fear that she was
losing ground, while this little tramp
was gaining.
No wonder that Mrs Bristors heart
swelled with pride as she sat there.
listening to the music and looking at
the grace and beauty of her little
protege.
"Ahl What will my boy think of
her when he comes? Thank God lie
will soon he here, and then | shall
know. l am quite positive that she
remains, and l hardly dare think of
the consequences, for [ love her SO
nowi"
And Jeanette, just outside of the
room, was also thinking what would
happen when Raynard came home.
What shall L do? Judging from
appearances, Auntie Marguerite has
taken her in. 1t can't be possible.
though, that she would be so blind and
foolish as to have such a character
under her roof any longer than was
necessary. They will come into the
conservatory by and by, and l will 90
there and wait until they come, for
am now anxious 10 see moro of this
newcomer, and | shall find out from
Auntie Marguerite what she intends to
do with her. Ii she positively insists
on keeping her here, OF course cannot
help it !"
Jeanette stroIled on to the con-
servatorv, and IN short time Mrs.
Bristol and Lenora entered and started
down the long, beautiful wall 5.
As Jeanette sat IN a recess to the
right Of the entrance, waiting for her
poor little victim, her thoughts were
very bitter. She could not realize that
she was acting or even thinking wrong,
for ever since Lenora entered the man
sion she secretly believed that she was
losing ground and not gaining her one
object IN life-simply to be mistress of
the Bristol mansion.
If Auntie Marguerite viii not send
her away before Ray comes there are
few things that l viii Go. Ray, my
Ray, shall never be alone with her. for
| an sure that she would exert such an