The Dickinson press., 1892-01-23
LOVE FOR A DAY.
CHAPTER Iv-CoSr1Surn.

CHAPTER IV-CoSr1NuEp.
II hope that you will like your
soons," said Lady Yorke. II told
the two most cheerful. They are in what
We @ call tho Queens Wing l hope YOU
xlll be very comfortable, Miss Chester. /
atives?"
No. replied; II am quite alone in the
"Ah. then" said Lady Yorke with a
pleasant smile, you will be the better able
% devote all your time, thought and at
CHAPTER v.
In few days was quite at home A.
Mestwood and understood nv duties.
They were certainly heavy. Fortunately
Tor me, with my great love of early rising
and fresh air, they did not commence une
I'll ten in the morning. Lady Yorke did
not care to be disturbed before that
sun rise or the dew lying like diamonds on
the grass. So the fresh sweet hours were
all my own. l rose almost with the SIN
thinking often that if people knew how
lovely the early morning was they would
never waste much time i'll sleep, and went
1t seemed to me always that spent those
early morning hours with Mark; the only
difference lay in this, that he was on one
side of the blue sky and on the other.
And was possessed with the idea that he
gould hear and see me. Ah, love, my love,
how loved you!
When 1 went back to the house after
those hours of peace and rest, my mind was
praced for the day. If had not seen Mark.
! had looked long and lovingly at the blue
heaven where he was. | had not spoken to
him; but the whisper of the wind, the rip
pie OF the leaves, the song of the birds, all
seemed so many messages from him. Alter
ten o'clock had never another moment to
call my own. Then Lady Yorke was in her
boudolr,, and every morning she had a
thousand new wants. 1t was puzzle to
me how she invented them. There were
letters let ,s, to answer, invitations to send out.
She liked to hear me read. Every day
brought its papers, periodicals, magazines,
new novels, all of which must be read to
her. Then we walked or drove. At lunch
con Lord Yorke joined us, and then her
ladyship rested: We had another drive in
The afternoon, dinner at seven, and i'll the
evening Lady Yorke requested me to sing.
liked that time best, for sung every
sweet love-song knew, and sung always
to Mark. Oh, my love, how loved you!
Lord Yorke was kindly, generous man,
quite fifteen years older than his beautiful
AahSuiu younB Wlie. ne worShlpped her,
and she in her helpless way was fond Of
him. They were very rich. They owned
this fine estate at Westwood. and they had
| Q magnificent house in London and villa
in Florence. That was Lady Yorkes whim.
When the winter was too cold and the
spring too wet, she went to Mentone, where
she could bask in the sunshine the whole
day long. They had numerous visitors
and friends. 1t was to fill the interval be-
tween the departure of one set of visitors
and the coming of the next that was want
cd. Lady Yorke could not endure to be
alone, she must bs constantly amused.
They, had no children; and that was the one
drawback: liked Lord Yorke; he was al
ways kind and courteous to me. He was
not much interested in politics. the care
and we'll being Of his estate occupied his
whole time. He would not have land
agent or stewart; he did everything him
self-kept his accounts, received his rents,
estate. Hardly weed was pulled up with
out his orders. He was just as industri-
Gus as his young wife was the reverse
We were always excellent friends. AT
times he asked me to help him, and his
thanks always pleased me.
Poor Lady Yorke! Young, beautiful,
wealthy, she was yet one of the most dis.
contented and miserable OF women. She
had not useful interest in the world. She
had servants who waited upon her hand
and foot; she had husband who INDUCED
her and granted every wish that she ex-
any exertion either of body or mind. She
was never compelled to think; Lord Yorke
and Mrs Masham thought for her. II
twenty visitors We're coming, it made no
difference to her. Before had been many
days there. 1 had read her character ac-
Watching her for whole day, seeing her
study nothing but herself, her wants, her
wishes, her whims, and her caprices, ordering
things because she fancied and not because
she wanted them, spending money proiuse-
ly without ever looking, at what was pur-
delicate of fruits, the most recherche OF
dishes, the most costly of wines, under
some pretext or other too absurd to men.
toni thought of the many poor women
dying from want of food, of the many
children perishing from hunger. and have
thing of the hard side oflife She ate from
silver plate; she drank from the rarest O
Bohemian glass; tea was served to her ir
the finest OF Dresden china. She wore tn,
finest of linen, oflace, silk, velvet, and sat
in; she had jewels of priceless value; in al
her life she had never wished for one thing
that had not been granted to her. She per:
haps had read the words "hunger," +" "cold
starvation" but she did not understand
their meaning. How could she when she
had never felt either cold or hunger in he
life2 Her life had been Sybarite's life o
beyond herself she. had not q
care or thought in the world
It seemed to me that if I could
awaken this sleeping soul should moi
have lived in vain.
remember the first time she seemed tc
had never been i'll herself. and she had new
or seen any one in pain: We were crossins
the park, when suddenly above our head.
We heard discordant cry of birds. Sud
denly little bird fell tluttering and dying
at our feet. 1t had been attacked ane
wounded by some bird larger than itself.
shall never forget the look in the dark eyes
the faint futterlng of the little wings ere i
died. had raised it in my hand, and il
died there.
"Poor little thing!" I said. "It has had
: short life, but merry one hope, il
those gFeas easT fyedn deaa3"g sS"ghsa York.
drawing near with pale face II do moi
think ! have ever seen anything dead"
looking at her in wonder.
"Yes, quite true"
"Haye you ever wondered what death i.
like?" l inquired.
II do not thinkso. have never though
Of death at all"
"Have you ever lost any friends?" 1 ask
cd again. HAS no one whom you loved
"No-no one whom l loved. People ]
have known have died; but then they al
ways seemed to me quite apart from tht
rest of u.s."
Hooked in wonder at the beautiful face
"Have you ever thought that you your
II suppose shall die some time" she re
piled; "but am young now-I need no
begin to think about it yet"
:haye you eyer heard Of young peopl.
Eyes; but that does not often happen, ]
should think. Age and death naturally gc
together"
"My Mark was young" I said, "anc
strong, he never had days illness, and h,
"Where did he die?" asked Lad Y Yorke
i'd suddenly l remembered that did no
now. That which seemed so certain te
Ae might be very much uncertain tc
<hers. II trv never to think of such dis
agreeable things" continued Lady Yorke
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