Custer chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, Black Hills, D.T. [S.D.]) 1880-1890, 1889-05-11

Another mont passed, the beauty Of
the summer deepened, the corn was grow
ing ripe in the fields, the crimson roses
%contrasted with the cool white lilies, the
fruit hing rich and mellow on the trees,
while Ismay Waldron still looked with
| longing eyes toward the world that she
wished to enter. She still gave eve ry
thought to the one master passion of her
nature. Ia vain the ~ring+1Oves cooed, and
the lark scared high with its triumphant
song; in vain the flowers bloomed. and her
pretty child stretched out his little hands
to her. She was always thinking, always
dreaming of that possible future wherein
Paul might grow rich, and every desire Of
her heart be gratiiied.
She had ceased to wonder about her
mother: all the romantic visions that she
had once woven faded into ~obscHrlty; her
life seemed planned and arranged; moth
ing could alter it. She was Paul Wal
dron's wife, and she loved him. She
wished for no greater love than his; but.
If Paul could give her wealth, if he could
surround her with the luxury she loved
all, then all would be WELT
Once-and lsmay never forgot it--she
went to the Manor House; there was a
grand fete TO be given to the tenantry, and
Paul for the occasion had bought hHs
beautiful young wife a dress of white
muslin. with bright ribbons. When she
bad put it on, with n flo yer in her hair,
she looked SO lovely that he was startled
at her beauty. Sine read his admiration in
his eyes.
you will own" she said. "that dress
moEnc Soma ltttt Ia dtfrorapro An D,nJ "a
| had but jewels and rich dresses, such as
ladies wear"
You would not look more beautiful, Is
may. Now you gladden. my heart, then
, you would gladden. other hearts, and
should not be SO happy, love-"
Ismay never forgot that day. She looked
round the magnificent rooms-on the pic
lures, the statues, the superb hangings,
the furniture, the rare fiowcrs-and her
whole heart ached with longing. She
looked on the faces of the ladies-some OF
them county leaders of fashion-and she
saw none that could be compared with her
own. She watched the hundred evidences
of wealth, and her very SOU seemed on
fire with the eagerness of her wishes.
why is there naught for mc;" she said
to herself. "NNhy should others have
money, luxury. and splendor, while l
who am fairer than they, must pass my
life in a lonely cottage, counting each
shilling as ! spend it,"
She saw the glances Of admiration cast
upon her: she heard one ask another:
who is that beautiful girl;" and her
vanity was fiattered. II. so plainly attired,
she could produce this marked sensation,
what would she not do when magnificent
ly dressed
In the midst Of her excitement and
pleasure ste could not refrain from noti-
cling one thing-among all the crowd OF
men there was not one who surpassed In
appearance her husband Paul. 1t was thu
first time she had mixed in society, or hat
seen what is commonly called the world
She had imagined that all those who Dor,
noble names would carry the impress o
those names or face and figure. Her,
were lords, baronets, and esquires, but sh,
saw among them no face more noble thar
PauTs, no figure more manly: she heart
no voice with so true a ring, she saw II,
smile 80 luminous and frank.