Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1890-01-30
CHAPTER 1.-THE MAN SHE REFUSED.

Mountjov had decided on travelling to
OneybuZZard, as soon as he heard that
Miss Henley was staying with strangers
in that town. Having had no earlier OPP
portunity of preparing her to see him, he
had considerably written to her from the
inn, in preference to presenting himself
unexpectedly at the doctors house. How
would she receive the devoted friend,
whose proposal of marriage she had re-
fused for the second time, when they had
last met in London?
The doctors place of residence, situated
In solitary by-Street, commanded a view,
not perhaps encouraging to a gentleman
who followed the medical professional
was a view of the churchyard. The door
was opened by woman-servant, who
looked suspiciously at the stranger. With
out waiting to be questioned she said her
master was out
Mountjoy mentioned his name and ask
ed for Miss Henley.
The servants manner altered at once for
the better; she showed him into small
drawing room, scantily and cheaply fur
nished. Some poorly framed prints on the
walls "a little out of place, perhaps, in a
doctors house, represented portraits of
famous actresses who had been queens of
the stage in the early part of the present
century. The few books, too, collected on
little shelf above the chimney-piece,
were in every case specimens of dramatic
literature. Who reads these plays?'
Mountjoy asked himself "And how did
Iris find her way into this house?"
While he was thinking of her, Miss Hen
ley entered the room.
Her face was pale and careworn: tears
dimmed'her eyes when Mouutjoy advanced
to meet her. In her presence the horror
of his brothers death by assassination
| shook Iris as it had not shaken her yet
| Impulsively she drew his head down tt
her, with the fond familiarity of a sister
| and kissed his forehead. "Oh, Hugh,
know how you and Arthur loved each 9th
erl No words of mine can say how l fee
| for you"
NO words are wanted, my dear" he an
swered tenderly. Your sympathy speaks
| for ITSELF"
He led her to chair and seated himself
| by her side. 'Your father has shown me-
| what you have written to him." he re
sumed; "your letter from Dublin and youl
| second letter from this place. | know
| what you have SO nobly risked and suf
| fered in poor Arthur's interests. 1t vii
| be some consolation to me if can make s
returns very poor return, Iris-for al
| that Arthur's brother owes to the trues
/ friend that ever man had. No." he con
tinued. gently interrupting the expression
| OF ner gratitude. - our IaUner mas no
sent me here-but he knows that | have
| left London for the express purpose of see
| ing you, and he knows why. You have
written to him dutifully and affectionate
"; you have pleaded for pardon and re
| Cancellation, when he is to blame. Shall
l venture to tell you how he answered me
when asked if he had no faith left in hi.
own childs Hugh he said, you are
wasting words on a man whose mind i!
made up. will trust my daughter wher
that Irish lord is laid in his grave-not be
fore That is a reflection OF you, Iris
which I cannot permit, even when YOU
father casts it. He is hard, he is unfor
giving: but he must, and shall, be con
quered yet. | mean to make him do yoI
justice: have come here with that pur
| pose. and that purpose onlv- in view. Ma'