Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1888-04-26

| also you saw the folly of a marriage be-
| tween you and him. Then you gave Aston
LawfOrd encOUragement-and | certainly
hoped to see you become his wife. Cir
cumSt8Lces changed, and l made it no
secret from you that your rejection, when
it came, OF Lawford was not unweIcome to
me. But my hopes have not been realized.
Let Colonel BeaureGard think what he
VIII Of yCu, it was in your power to bring
him to your feet; the more that l believe
he IS far from Indifferent TO yea. What
your feelings for him are I viii not ask.
but certainly he is man for whom many
women would be willing to face even pow
erty; nay, Mrs. Dudley is not the only
woman who loved him enough to count it
happiness to have become his wife when
he had nothing but his pay and younger
brothers portion. Yet, so far as I can see,
there is no nearer prospect of my hopes
and plans for you being crowned than
when we first came here! and it is your
fault that this is so! l am bitterly Gisap-
pointed in you, Valerie-more than disap-
pointed! have done everything for YOU.
and You have repaid me by caprices; you
have earned the name of jiIt; and for
what? When you leave here it Will be said
I y y
for Max BeaUFegard. and that Max Beau
regards pride was proof against even your
charms. VIII you care toface society with
such repUte as that? You. who carried
all before You, faiIure after all! And
here pointing TO the torn fragments of
the letter on the floor, where there is tri-
umph-a lover scorned kneeling again ct
your fect-yOu trample on it-spurn him a
second time. You are making shipwreck
of your life, Valerie; warn You before It
Is too late to retrieve the past Think also
OF mel have right to ask this-a right
to ask why l should be so disappointed in
one for whom have tried to do my best
OF whom was justified in hoping somuch."
After the first words of this singular
manifesto, if SO it might be called, Valerie
had turned her eyes from her aunt's face.
and sat gazing steadily into space; but her
face never altered once-not even when
Mrs. Langley spoke of Max Beauregard
personally; no color even for a second
changed the liyid palIor that spread even
to her lips; her teeth were set, her brow,
every feature, might have been hewn in
marble, she. never moved, only her bosom
rose and fell with the slow, 1abored pulsa-
ton of her breathing, and her eyes glowed
with adeep inward tire-the fire that burns
like living agony in heart and soul.
Sc she sat for full a minute after hel
aunt had ceased speaking; and Mrs. Lang
ley, perpleXed, almost frightened by the
girls aspect, yet knew not what to say or
do. How could her nature compass Va
lerie's?
Then, without turning round or moving
so much as her hand, Valerie said, slowly,
quietly:
Il understand You cIearly-quite clear
~ will answer you on Friday morn
ing"
''Valerier' exclaimed Mrs Langley, 'if
l have"
Valerie lifted her hand
Il said l would answer you on Friday
morning aunt Constance. Leave me alone
now, please"
Mrs. Langley turned mechanically to-
ward the door. Had her threat-it amount
ed to mistaken effect? Was Valerie
about to reconsider her position9 What
ever was in the girls mind her aunt felt
that a word more now might be danger
Gus. She simply bowed her head in &C
quiescence and left the room.
Then, with still that set, rigid look on
her face, Valerie rose, went to her daven-
port, and sitting down, wrote, with I'M
shaking hand, a letter. It's last words
were, ''Please do not write to aunt Con-
stance. l ask you this as a special favor"
The envelope was addressed to civilian
Herbert, Esq, The Cottage, Wexford,
shire "