St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1891-12-05
WOODED BY A PRINCE.
A Pretty Romance Connected
With Diamonds.
New York Recorder.

New York Recorder.
Mrs. Ewart was only just twenty-five,
but Gig htsen months ago when she had
stood with black-bordered handkerchief
and dry eyes beside her lonely hearth
stone in the big house up in Kerosene
City, she had registered a solemn VOW
that she would never again submit her.
self to the whims and caprlces of mortal
man.
Before she was seventeen, Molly
Ferra'S guardians had with all con-
Venient speed FASTENED to fall in with
the views OF Daniel Ewart. the great oil
king, who had come. seen and been con-
quered BY this pretty schoolgirl.
No one could have been tonder of his
young wife than was Daniel. it was
somewhat to his detriment, perhaps,
that he was at least forty years her
senior, aud possessed besides a siugu-
lariy choleric temperament and tend
ency to apOpleXy.
No, to little Mollie marriage was GER
tainly an unmitigated failure. Where
was the use OF being the wife of mill
Ionaire If you could not make his mill
ions dance?
MoIie was very determined to steer
clear of matrimOny for the future and
enjoy life with the fortune at her COM
mand. She was a clear-headed little
person, and not likely to fall an easy
prey to fortune hunters at least, so she
told herself.
Three weeks ago she had arrived in
London from New York. Almost the
first night of her arrival she met Prince
EScr0ckef. and he had devoted himself
to her entirely. His @ttentiOnS were
most tfattering. and visions of dazzling
courts and smiling emperors be gan to
ill Mrs. Ewart's usually clear brain.
Anyway. there was this ball to think
about. She meant to look her best.
Daniel had given her some magnificent
emeralds and diamonds. She would
wear them and make all the other
women as green as her jewels with envy.
Meanwhile the prince made his way
along the Strand, musing. Yes, he
would marry the little American widow.
1t would not be diffjcult-only he must
be careful. This ball would be a very
good opportunity. The lights, the peO-
pie, little champagne-she would lose
her head, and crack! it would be done
and the millions his.
But, madam, assure you it is not
done. Madam should have domino
and nothing more"
IAN ugly thing like that that covers
you all up? Not 1! No, tell you,
Julie, I'M going to have my dress talked
about. If there were only time we'd
run over TO Paris for it, but there isn't,
and we must do the best we can here"
The little French maid shrugged her
shoulders. But Mollie meant to have
fine dress, and fine dress she would
have. Accordingly, when the eventful
night arrived she stood before her glass
arrayed in wOndrOuS SplendOr.
Prince EscrockhOff grew positively
pale with admiration as she came to-
ward him.
AIolIie was bewildered by the light
and the noise and the coloring of the
opera hOuSe-bewildered by the re-
marks she heard passed on her appear
ance and her beauty.
This is better" she said contentedly.
as they sat in comparative peace at
their little supper table. Il never was
IL such crowd in my life before"
You have produced a sensation.
madame foretase of the success which
awaits you everywhere. Your dress is
exquisite and your Jewels priceless
worthy of a princess.
MOllie looked up quickly. The gray
eyes were full upon her. Mollie rose.
worthy of a princessr' What did he
mean? What was going to happen?
She was dimly conscious that in the
brougham Prince EScrockhOff held her
hand tightly, but the music was still in
ner ears anu the llgnlS In ner eyes ana
her head was i'll a whirl, so much so
that it scarcely occurred to her to think
it strange that her companion followed
her into her salon.
1t was all part of dream-a very
pleasant dream, in which she was
always called Your HighneSs."
But you do not answer, my darling,
my life. l adore YOU" and suddenly
Prince Eserockhotf dropped on his
knees beside her and caught her to him
with one arm.
A strange dizziness came over her.
Was this love? The earth seemed Civ
ing way under her feet. She
"Ah, madam, madam. Ny poor mis-
tress.'
Mollie opened her eyes. There
kneeled Julie, weeping and wringing
her hands.
when l came in madam was on the
sofa, a handkerchief over her face, as
still as DEATH and the iewels-alI the
beautiful jewels-gOne."
''G0ne" cried Moliie, starting up;
gone
Then sudden light burst upon her
brain and ringing laugh from her
lips.
Il am glad took my bankers advice,
Julie, and after all only wore paste.''