Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1892-02-18

though circumstances may never call 1t forth.
AS you grow older and see more of the
world, you will know that | am right"
L believe your she cried, eagerly. Il
always believe every word you sayI''
Her face flushed at the warmth of her
words.
You do me justice" he said. Il have
faults by the million, but want OF sincerity is
not among them"
So, little by little, love redeemed Pauline,
took away her faults, and placed virtues in
their stead. 1t was almost marvellous to note
how all sweet, wOmanly graces came to her,
how the proud face cleared and grew tender,
how pride died from the dark eyes, and a
glorious love-light came in its stead, how she
became patient and gentle, considerate and
thoughtful, always anxious to avoid giving
pain to others. 1t would have been difficult
for any one to recognize the brilliant wilIful
Pauline Darrell in the loving. quiet, thought
full girl whom love had transformed into
something unlike herself.
There came a new world to her, new
life. Instead of problems difficult to solve,
life became full of sweet and gracious har-
monies, full of the very warmth and light of
Heaven, full Of unutterable beauty and hap
piness: her soul reveled in it, her heart was
filed with it.
All the poetry, the romance, had come true
nay, more than true. Her girlish dreams
had not shown her such happiness as that
which dawned upon her now. She had done
what she had always said she should do
recognized her superior, and yielded full rev.
erence to him. If anything had happened
to disenchant her. if it had been possible for
her to find herself mistaken in him, the sun
of the girls life would have set forever,
would have gone down in utter darkness,
leaving her without hope.
This beautiful IOye-idyl did not remain a
secret long; perhaps those most interested
were the last to see it. Miss Hastings. how
ever had watched its progress, thankful that
her prophecy about her favorite was to come
true. Later on Lady st. Lawrence saw it,
and, though she could not help mourning
over Lillith DAyrnant ; fortune size owned
that Pauline Darrell was the mDSt beautiful,
the most noble the most accomplished girl
she had ever met. She had a moderate fort
une, too; not much, it was true; yet it was
better than nothing.
And, if dear Vane has madeUp his mind, >
said the lady. mecl)y, sit will. Of course, be
| quit Useless for me to Interfere
Sir Vana and Pauline We're always togeth-
| er: but hitherto no word of love had been
| spoken between them. Sir Vane always
| went to Marine Terrace the first thing in the
| morning; he liked to see the beautiful face
| that had all the bloom and freshness of a
| flower. He always cOntrived to make such
arrangements rs would insure that Pauline
and he spent the morning together. The att
| eTnO0n was priyileged TINE; it was devoted
| by the elder ladies, who were both iuEaiidS,
| to rest During that interval Sir Vane read
| to Pauline, OF they sat under the shadow OF
| the great cliffs, talking until the two souls
were so firmly knit that they could never be
severed again. In the evening they walked
| on the sands and the waves sang 10 them Of
| love that was ilNmortAI Of hope that would
never die-samg OF :he sweet story that would
| never gCOW Old