Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1892-01-08

llgnt OF uaN Sne iOoh0u AoiNich i''uSO' -
slight, delicate girl, shivering with the cold
of our raw climate. | asked her how her
| mistress did She made no answer, but
stared vacantlv at me; and then discovered
that she knew no language but the one in
which she had spoken to Madeline L look
| ed at my aunt and she underStood-Shew went
| herself into the bedroom 10 see how her
| guest was getting on.
she was away only few minutes, yet it
seemed to me an hour When she came oack,
she smiled at my anxious look.
ut be all right, lad, it be all right" she
/ said. ''The lady be nawn the worse o her
| waiting; but she be tired, and will stawp In
| bed to-day. She be pratty creature, Hugh,
| and rich, ,larsay; for her fingers be cover
ed wi dawmond rings"
| All that day, overcome by the fatigue
| through which she had passed, Madeline 10
| manned in her chamber, while l, utterly UNI
! able TO work, hung like restless splr5 ab0us
! the house. The next morning she awoke re-
| freshed; and when we three sat at breakfast
she aStonished us all by appearing amongst
us, fully dressed and looking bright and
well.
Her advent caused a general exclamation;
| my aunt ran forward TO her assistance, my
uncle placed our most comfortable chair De-
side the fire; while /, dumb and powerlesS
stood in the background doing nothing.
Madelinel Could this be Madeline:-the ilS
| tie girl | had dreamed of all these "earS
whose hands had been covered with passion
ate kisses and marked with my tears, and
| who had even wept little herself ut parting
with me; could this be the same?-thls glori-
Gus creature, with dreamy black eyes, warm
brown skin, and glorious black hairl Her
form was tall and straight as willow; she
moved like queen!
! As all her own clothes had been lost in the
wreck, she wore dress of my aunt; over It
she had thrown the cloak which she had
worn on the wreck, and which was now
thoroughly dried. She came forward Ian
| guidly, leaning on the shoulder of her black
attendant, and sank down into the chair
which my uncle had placed for her, while
the native began crying and kissing her
hands. They spoke together In the foreign
tongue; then Madeline raised her eyes and
looked quietly around. All this while had
been standing in the background, longing,
| yet dreading to speak to her; for | saw clear
| ly enough that to her all the past was forgot
| ten; but now as her eyes swept the room
and finally rested with look of recognition
on my face, felt the hot blood mount to my
! temples.
"Am mistaken?'' she asked, softly; Ibid
you not take me from the wreck
/ bowed my head. In moment all her
languor disappeared, the old fire darted from
her eyes, the old flush sutfused her checks
she was the Madeline of my childhood once
more. She looked at her hands, with one
quick movement pulled off the most valuable
of her rings and held it toward me.
"Will you not take it? she said, with q
bright smile. you saved my life"
Her whole manner was that of a lady
speaking to an inferior. Under my excite
ment | hardly noticed it, Scarcely knowing
what | did, | sprung forward and took the
ring; then, eagerly kissing her hand, placed
1t again upon her finger
Madeline" said, don't you know meY
Madeline-Mss Grahamp'
She looked at me more critically, and
shook her head
"Have you forgotten Munster's?" | said.
land Hugh Trelawney?'
If | expected wild outburst of pleasure at
the mention of my own name, l was quickly
disappointed She only smiled; and, with
her eyes fixed upon vacancy as If she was
reviewing the past sad:
''NIunster's? Hugh Trelawneyp Oh, yes;
of course, / remember fOlU! Hugh Ire
lawney was the incest of those Munster boys,
and we were friends; but" she added, fixing
her eyes anXiOusy upon me, 'surely pOu are
not that boy?'
Yes" | replied 81 am Hugh Treawneyw
Her eyes opened wider, she glanced from
me to my uncle and aunt, then round the
kitchen, then she was silent.
| felt that some explanation was due to
| her, and | gave it. | told her of my fathers
death-Of the kindness of myuncle and aunt,
and of my subsequent life at st. GurIott's.
st Gurlott's|' she said. lis this st. Cur
lofts in COrnwal?'
] answered in the affirmative.
''Then l have an aunt living in a place OF
| that name" she continued. Perhaps YOU
may know her; her name is Mrs. Redruth"
"Lawd a muSsey? wha, that be our mas
! ter's mOthcrw broke in my aunt. But add
| ed:
Are you sure it's the same Miss GrahamP
| This Mrs. Redruth has son who owns the
| mine"
Yes, | knOw-my cousin GeOrgep' she
| answered; while my heart misgave me at
the familiar manner In which she mention
| ed the name "Oh, it must be the same" she
| continued, enthusiastically: "and to think [
should be- shipwrecked here, of all places in
the world! Mr. Trelawney. are thcv far
away? Would it be possible to let them
| know that | am hereP'
| ut will be quite possible. Shall l talIea
mesSage?'
"Will you be so kind? Perhaps if you tell
her the story and show her this" she con
tinued, drawing quaint signet ring from
her finger, my aunt will come to me. This
was my dear fathers ring, and she knew it
well, for he always wore it-and he had it
on even when he diedv'
| / took the ring from her hand and started
| Off on my mission.
The events of the last few hours had made
me changed being. / began to wonder il
| it was all real; whether ! had really seen
| Madeline, and whether the one real romance
| Of my life had been ruthlessly swept away.
| 1t was clear to me now that she thought lit
tie Of the past, and cared for it even less.
While | had been living upon the memory Of
| those dear days, she had let other events OBJ
| literate it entirely from her mind. Well, it
| was clear must do the same / must de-
| liver her up to the custody of her Aclations
| AS coldly as If she were a stranger who had
| casually been cast in my path for day.
Having made my decision became calm
! er, and walked with steady step up to Red
ruth House. inquired for the young mas
| ter; learned that he had left for London two
days before. | asked for the mistress, and
she saw me. She listened to my story quiet
| Iy enough; when | showed her the ring her
| white face flushed, her hand trembled, and
her eyes filled with tears.
| at is my brothers, my poor brother
| she said, more TO herself than to me; then
she added my niece is at your cottage, you
! say?"
| eyes madam"