Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1892-11-16
CHAPTER rI1-cosr,v,,rn

A~~-I>~-~~ Dt ire SurtoKS ALLIANCE
CHAPTER 1II-CoNrlSUEp
Till her daughter was ten years old
she continued to live in London. Those
were ten pathetic years of struggle.
whose real chronicle will never be
written Lord Rothsay and Auburndale
did not seek in marriage the hand over
which, when unattainable, they had so
gallantly bowed. Other offers were
made. but none of them lust pleased
their recipient She uttered no public
plants, however. and hobnobbed with
duchesses as blandly as ii her in
como were many generous thousands of
pounds and not few pinShing hum
dreds. Her position was distinctive.
but not enviable. At first she ACQUIRED
the title of the pushing American"
but after awhile her popularity and
the thorough suitableness of her pres
ence crushed this impudent nickname.
People with positive appetite for
select associations rarely fail in secur-
ing them, except il be that their natural
equipments are nj fault. Hers were so
FAR from such drawback that they OBJ
tanned for her warm welcomes every
where. And yet she secretly shivercd
with disgust ut the bonds of her pow
erty and the lesscning lures of her per
son. One day she resolved 90 return to
New York and see for herself if life
there might not be lived with smaller
domestic strain and fret. She re-
manned in her native town until Kath-
leen was nearly old enough TO be
brought out" In New York, as in
London, she held herself with the
highest. missing no entertainments that
was modish and openly referring to her
Straitened affairs as if they had been
those of an eNiled queen. She was
privately good deal more laughed Mt
here than in England, and with great
inward bitterness she realized that the
shattered Van Lcrius fortunes were an
object either of forgetfulness or disre-
spect. Daily existence, too. was here
much more difficult. A house of her
own, however limited of space. was not
to be dreamed Of She could only
aspire to apartments" and these.
necessarily somewhat shabby, were in
New York brevet of inferioritv. The
plutocrats, moreover, were rushing to
the front. Even her resolute aversion
TO being pushed against the wall suf-
Tered transient collapse. She might
have given up the fight altogether but
Tor the increasing beauty and fascina-
ton of Kathleen. She had by this
time surrendered all hope of a lofty
marriage, but why. she now reflected,
could she not revive these blighted
warnings in the future triumphs of her
beautiful child? There. across the
water, was her London status. They
had not forgotten her yet; they were very
good over there about not forgetting
You when they had once accepted you.
why not present Kathleen at the next
driving room? The commonest Ameri-
cans were thrusting themselves nova
days into Buckingham palace. Surely
the nieceof Sir Franklin Kennaird (who
had now not only concluded to remain
alive, by the way, but had become the
father of two more lusty little bovs)
would present a decisive claim of en-
trance After that the sorcerv of
kathlecn's beauty and those qualities
of intellect which a careful education
had fostered would doubtless reap due
results. Thus meditating. Mrs. Ken
naird packed her trunks and once again
sailed Tor foreign shores.
hathlcen's success in London was
prompt and complete. Her connection
with Warwickshirc baronet did not
specially serve her. Old acquaintances
Hooked about her mother, and these.
with their influence, crowned the
maternal desires. But though she soon
became celebrity and had scores of
admirers, Kathleen was still looked on
as n girl who would be dowerless
bride. This is nearly always fatal To
the making Of great marriage in Eng
land. and Mrs. Kcnnaird knew il. Two
years passed and although the girl had
10 lack of devoted male attendants,
that dreamed of sutton with the shining
name and princely rent roll had not yet
knclt ut her feet. Mrs. Keunaird grew
restless, even petulant.
"You repele your best opportunities.
she raid to hen child. Look the
statue if You please. men like IL But
In certain cases don't forget that your
marble is feminine flesh
Rnthleen color O litflc at this. She
detested hey mothers worldly epirit.
she had ideas of her own as regarded
life and how best 10 live It: she had
thought with depth and breadth for
one of her age and sex; she had read
some of the wisest modern books. many
OF which are wiser. by the way. when
truly deserving 20 he called So. than
the whole libraries Of more antiouated
views and teachings And vet her
mothers personal spell was one which
constantly cast over her "a kind Of in
visible net from whose flaments
thorough escape seemed vain
She had mind Of both finer and
stronger fiber than that OF her mother.
and nature in all ways profoundcr.
And yet there were times when the
mere sound Of her mothers voice caused
her covert tremors and thrills. II was
like mesmeric force. and It. often took
the form OF a fear Reasoning coolly
about II, the girl would tell herself that
she understood perfectly its cause. Her
mothers personality vas an intense
one; II had spiritually onshrlthoI her.
40 - speak through ail her younger
years. Now. when shr haI brorcn
loose from It's ligaturcs. its fett-rs. The
discovery came - her that habit could
not - easily be- disrepufcI Ard vet
there were times when even thi. tx.
plantation did not suffice for RntrIecn.
ana whom therg seemed .uhlct and
myGtio yea lus why it -L.IH ras But
now ord theu Size would ls-rr g.rv-
ou7Iy 20 her own fa1.irs. and l.r.
to hcr o-n heart 'ha. e.rg 1l.
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