Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1891-03-19
u. loving father, fond and true
Each silent book can speak for you.

DAohOh Toys anu UOrn DOCKS SIlu UOlQ OF
ch1ldren's wayward ways. But now, alas,
how changed, as Longfellow so beautifully
pictures life in the lines:
.'All things must change
10 something new, to something strange:
Nothing that is can pause or stay,
Too soon to-day be yesterday
Behind US in our path we cast
Inc broken pot shredS of the past.
And all are ground to dust at last,
And trOdden into clay"
1t was day of mingled JOY and sadness
for Stella. To her, this new revelation of
her fathers early life was source of inf
Mite pleasure, but it was mingled with re-
greet because of her 0T",,.tt loss in his death.
With - "'s~ue - past was full of pre-
ciou5 memories and with thoughtful kind
ness he anticipated Stella's slightest wish
After lunch and a ramble over the vel
vety lawn and through the fragrant park,
we returned to the city. In the evening
papers we read the announcement of our
arrival and they also gave a lengthy de-
scription of double wedding soon to take
place.
When we parted that evening I babe
Stella goodnight, saying.
Goodbye, my darling, when we meet
again l shall claim you as my own. No
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short time, still it looks long and tedious.
You will write to me often, Stella dear?"
L asked, as L held her to my heart in a
close embrace.
eyes, Lloyd, will write often, for letters
help to make time pass more quickly But
[ hate to let you go" she said clinging to
my arm.
'You know 1 must go to make Waiver
land ready for its illustrious little mis-
tressr'
Dear old Wayerland, shall soon see it
once more! Kiss Myrtle for me. Bring
her with you when" then she paused
as though afraid to say more
Eyes, dearest, l will bring her with me
when [ come to claim my bright, my bon
ny bride" l said, giving her parting en-
brace.
1t was a beautiful morning when I
reached Waverland. | Immediately set
men to work repairing the place. The
lodge at the gate had taken down and set
workmen to rebuilding it after the plan of
one [ had seen in Colorado. [ had the
lawn moved, the walks re-graveled, the
trees and shrubs trimmed and the old
fountain once more gurgled forth it's glee
in silvery sprays The sound of saw and
hammer made music to my heart from
every quarter, for l was preparing to re-
ceiye my fairy star-my Stella!
The next day after my return [ rode over
to Sir Wren's to get Myrtle. When [ came
up the avenue | saw her in the poultry
yard feeding the chickens, ducks and pig
cons. The pigeons were flying about her,
some OF them even alighting on her head
and shoulders.
What a picture of innocence and trust
the group formed. Myrtle, with her sun
ny curls floating about her neck and
shoulders, her rosy cheeks and laughing
eyes and surrounded by the contented
flock feeding from her gentle hands. But
when she heard the horses hoofs on the
hard walk she turned, and seeing me.
down went the little apron full of seeds
and she came running toward me. The
pigeons flew away in alarm, the ducks
waddled off with a quack, quack, and the
turkeys gobbled their disgust at being dis
turbed at meal time.
80 Loydr cried Myrtle, putting her
arms about my neck as soon as | had dis
"have you come for me?"
"You are very happy here 1 see,' I said,
taking her in my arms.
you want me to go homer" she asked, as
though afraid of offending me.
"Yes want you-home il yon are ready
TO go. Where is Annie?''
'She is in the house." said Myrtle, run
ming on to tell the news. AS she opened
the drawing room door she exclaimed, 80
Annie, Lloyd has comer'
had followed her into the room where
Annie lay upon sofa. She seemed but a
shadow of her own happy self.
why, Annie" said, going to her, "are
YOU ill?''
NO." She said with a languid SIGH
"But am not very strong this summer.
Papa says he is going to take me to Italy
to bring back my roses"
"Why, why Lloyd, old boy, are you
homer" said Sir Wren, coming into the
room. II had just heard that you were in
London; and that Waverland is to have
new mistress"
eyes, found my lost friend in the new
world among the mountains of Colorado
with Lady Irving. They had been travel
ing together for some months"
"What is it, papa?" asked Annie look
ing first at her father and then at me.
~, L IClIiCllOSl LOW, LILY pCG, SlIu all
Wren tenderly. "You have not heard the
news yet"
"What news?" she asked bewildered.
'Why Lady Irving is to be married
again; this time to her old friend, the Duke
of Melvorne, and Sir Lloyd Waverland to
Miss Stella Everett, granddaughter of
some English EARL" he said. But I
thought this Miss Everett was your
mothers governess," asked Sir Wren,
turning to me with an inquiring look.
$50 she was, Sir Wren," I answered,
"but her grandfather was the late Earl of
York"
"Then how came she to be in such a po-
sition in Gfe?'
'Her father, Charles Edward Everett,
married against his fathers wishes and he
disowned him for that cause" Iexplained.
"How does she become to be known and
recognized now?"
1.-The Duke of Melvorne in some way dis
covered that she was his cousin. Then
Stella's father left her as a part of his will
a cryptogram, which when deciphered, ex-
planned who he was and where he came
from. Melvorne has reinstated her to her
rightful share as if her father had not been
disnwned."
strange, SAID Or wren, SOuloqu1ZlnS,
"that l never thought of that. l knew
Melvorne's mother was an Everett. And
now l come to think of it, Stella looks
very much as Melvornes mother did at
her age You know we were great friends
at that time and remember very well the
time Charlie left home," said Sir Wren,
becoming excited with the news.
''Have you found Stellar" asked Myrtle,
who had been standing at my side listen
ing very attentively.
II have found her pet and she will soon
be with us at Waverland again." 1 said.
'sThen | want to go home" said she.