Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1892-11-09

Nonbre de Dleden! what ftl
{ There stands the lady, within the per-
feet dressl beautiful to three points
Of admiration. Sweet eighteen can bear
low neck by broad daylight.
The struggle In her heart with all her
wild emotions Of terror and hope was
/ as great beautifier as the presence OF
critical wedding guests, the rustic OF a
surplice, the electric touch OF q gay
gold ring and the first clasp OF the hand
Of a husband.
And you, oh, Peter Skerrettl you have
shaved of your mustache and donned a
coat much too small-you have made
guy Of yourself for your first interview
with this ANGEL
Shall the personal Impression she may
already have made be here revised and
corrected? No; for this is not real sun
shine upon her. II she is ever photo
graphed, 1t shall be in her bright, not
in her dark day. Let her wait till full
er maturity for describingl 1t is easy
to see the Brothertoft in her. She
blends the tender grace OF the lady In
Vandyck's picture with the quiet dig
nifty of the gentleman. But is there
not kindllng 70 her face the Yigor OF
another race, her mothers? Perhaps
a portrait now would belle her final
look.
"You are like an angel, Miss Lucy, :"
said Mrs Dewitt
She was. She stood there In bridal
robe, veil aad wreath. Her hands were
clasped firm 20 control her insurgent
heart. Her lips were parted and she
was whispering 20 herself, "Be brave!
Be prudentl" Her eyes overlooked the
present snd saw hope 10 the blue SKY
above the golden Highlands through
her wiud0w.
Yes; Ike an angel.
There vas hush for . moment. The
three bad wOmen-the pert hoyden, the
false wife and the proud mistress OF the
manor-were slleEced ADD abashed.
Again the old pang stirred 10 the
mothers bosom. Again she longed 70
throw herself az her daughters feet and
pray forgiveness. But again che gained
that defeat Of q victory over her woman
illness. She trampled down the weak
ness OF repentance. The bedlam look
eicksred over Der features, and she
hardly restrained her furious Impulse TO
lean forward aud rend the innocent face
aud the maiden bosom THAI so shamed
her.
s,You do look Just like an angel, Miss
Lucy," Abby Dewitt asseversted, with
the air Of q connaisSeure in the article.
Don't she, Sally?"
The two thereupon gave tongue to
voluble batteries.
..Your work does you great credit,
Dewitt" Lucy said. Mamma, cannot
we snare Abby aud Sally to go home TO
the farm to-nightP They deserve q
holiday after this long confinement.
And tomorrow will be busy day
again?"
"OI course, my dear, II they wish It,"
Mrs. Brothertoit was glad to put her
daughter under obligation
The women again gave tongue with
thanks. They were always, as Noltalre
had said, ready TO get away for frolic.
T,ncv smiled TO herself at the easy sue
cess of her stratagem. She had packed
of baggage and baggage without sus-
ssWhat a conspirator am becoming"
aha thought. "Ahl silly Lucy, the child.
the the thing to be flung away! She,
too can help bafle the evil schemes
sgainst herself. When these coarse
women are gone there will be not q soul
hrt friends within mile OF the house. !"
Dlnner was tardy to-day after the late
breakfast following the reYeL
Nine-oxygen azote By the lungfui nad
,,~en tone to Nlaior Kefr's system. his