Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1892-12-01
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patient. Here [ am, a nobody, a girl
| from nowhere. I seem to have been
placed at the seminary here at 10 years
Of age, without memory Of early
childhood. Miss Chandler says mys-
FERROUS gentleman brought me here,
paid ten years tuition and board in adj
vance for me, and-that's ALL"
Not a letter Since-not visit SINGER"
| Not even hint. Here [ was left.
Was l an orphan, was I abandoned here,
or was the mysterious gentleman my
| father, who, for lack of dead mother s
care, placed me here for safe keeping,
and going out into the world to forget
his sorrows or win q fortune, died with
the secret of my identity locked in his
own EO3om?"
And now" murmured Raymond, his
| loval heart beating with renewed sympa-
thy for the friendless girl who seemed
| to deserve all the love and care he had
! vowed to her
Now, Miss Chandler says we must
wait. l am virtually her ward. She dare
not sanction our union. Any day my
father, or whoever my mysterious rela-
tive may be, might appear to claim me.
What would he say If he found me mar
ried to painter who won't paint, an
artist who talks more love than art?"
wait" calculated Raymond, i'm
patiently. For how long? The ten
years have two to run yet.
Yes, but I am eighteen to-day-of
! legal age. Miss Chandler says she
verify believes that some word or direc-
! ton will come soon.
1T was an old story gone over now for
the hundredth time, but there was new
! irtn I'M III
OF their plans, Of their hopes, of the
| golden future life seemed to presage
Il must go now, spoke Edna at last.
why have been here nearly half an
hour. l wanted to tell you about the
reception tomorrow evening. Mr..
! Brinsley is to take me. He is Miss
| Chambers cousin, and want to please
her"
! Raymonds eyes showed rising token
! Of jealousy, but he was prudently silent.
| IF he does not go 1 shall write you,
! and you must be my knight Grant. [
hope he does not. Goodby. No! Be-
atrice is looking this way. Be patient,
Raymond, and above all, do make some
progress On that tiresome, never to- be
flushed picture.
| She was gone as she had come, like
flashing, dainty sprite Raymond
Marshall followed her with his eyes,
until the bushes shut out the remotest
view of her pretty, nodding cap.
"Picture!" he murmured, with q sigh,
as he packed up stool and easel. who
could paint with such q face haunting
every glance and thought? And she
bids me wait Wait, to be tortured
every time | see her in the company of
that fellow Brinsley, or making a con-
) g -; VI r
trust her!"
Yes, Miss Beatrice Mercer was
thorn in the artists side. Why, he
could scarcely explain. She was pretty,
young, apparently devoted to. his tiancee,
but more than once he had caught her
eyes fixed OH Edna with q latent, bale
full light, upon himself with a passion
ate, pleading expression that mystiied,
repused him. he knew not why.
But all this would soon end; ah, yesl
it must soon end. The mystery Of his
fiancee must some time cease to be a
mystery. It was >ot an unusual case.
1t would probably have a very prosaic
conclusion, with the lonG-loet father
returning, and explaining that he had
placed his daughter in Miss. Chandler S
charge because she wisss motheriess.
Them they would marry, and life
would be worth living, and ;ell the dis
tressing tritles of the present would
vanish. 1t must be 50. Edna had pre-
dicteft that word must stson come from
her mysterious relative.
Her Faith as hopeful as his own, Edna
locked her arm through trat of her conn
panion, and did most Of the cbattesing
the way back to- the seminary.
Miss Msrcsr went straight to her own
Il i l>n, No
threw herself ON her bed and lay ceal-
vulsed in a paroNysm OF tears, rage; aud!
emotion for over am hour, she mi @ht not
vainly have guessed AT the cause Of the
varying moous of this strange creature:
AS to- Edna, she studied Tor an hour
and startet to find her friend again.,
thinking OF Ra, mond's handsome face
despite herself. and RaymoEtl's ANXIOUS
wish that Vie obstacles to their union
were remoNed--that word wQuld came,
and the suspense Of waiting be allevi-
ated.
"Oh, Edna. Miss Chandler wishes tcs
see YOU at once, spoke fallovsE stu
dent, as Edlaa crossed the hail.
articularlv?" murmured Edna, with
smile.
"Verv much so. She sent me fon YOU,
and seemed greatly excited. Something
has happensd; l don't know whats, but
she acted vesy much agi>atedi"
Yes, Something" had happened adaa
Edna Deane knew what, sew minutes
later.
Something had happened i'm a, Way di-
rectly in accordance with her thoughts
and Raymssad Marshalps imnati sat de-
sires.
Word had come!
CHAPTER IL.
FROM THE PAST