The Dickinson press., 1894-01-13

She told me last week that she de-
plOred the absence. of pretty girls
than anything else. She would take her
by the hand, l am sure; ana I shall
not be surprised, with her face, II sho
marries well, and becomes n of the
queens Of the county,"
You are sanguine?" laughed the
vicar.
The child has no mother, and 1t
would be n kindly action to take her
by the hand" said Mrs. Morley. IF
you are willing, we will get up a pic
mic to Dunwoid Woods, and beautiful
Hyacinth Vane shall be its chief at
traction. l will ask Lady Rosedene,
and you will see that my words will
come true"
The vicar gave his consent, and the
picnic was soon organized. Hyacinth
smiled in incredulous wonder when the
invitation was put into her hands.
Il am really grown up. she said,
to herself, with a happy smile. who
would eve have thought that I should
go to a picnic? Papa" she cried, break
ing in upon the quietness Of that much
loved study, read this note, and then
realize IL you can, how grown up 1 am.
l shall want a pretty dress, n hat, gloves
80 many things. Do you think that
you cur afford to let me goy"
II will see," he answered, with a
smile; I've must consult, Miriam"
The result of hiY seeing was that
Hyacinth, in a pretty white and blue
costume, looked more lovely than ever,
and went, with a smile ON her face,
to meet her doom-went in tho full
beauty of a June day, with Il face fair
as a flower, a heart light as that of q
bird, her eyes full of happiness, her
golden hair like an aureole round her
head. Francis Vane watched her with
loving gaze, and to him, in that mo
ment of unconcealed pride and delight
In his child, there came no shadow of
a prison cell.
Mrs. Morley always spoke of that
picnic as one Of the successes of her
life; no party of guests could have
enjoyed themselves more. Lady Rose
dene, just as the Wears good wife had
foreseen, was delighted with the beau
tiful debutante.
us her father a gentleman!" she
whispered to Mrs. Morley. "She her
self is charming. But is she quite pre-
sentabley
Mrs. Morley, in her good nature. gave
such a fattering account Of the scholar
that Lady Rosedene became DESTROYS
to see him.
"Shall I invite the father as well?"
she asked, and vas just a little offended
when Mrs. Morley assured her that 1t
would not be of the least use.
"You have evidently new heard the
romantic story of Francis Waves court
ship and marriage" said Mrs. Morley.
"He is about the only case l know
In this world of really true love. 1t is
no fiction to say that his heart is buried
in his wife's grave. All his neighbors
have been kind to him, and invited him,
but 1t was found that invitations mere
~ troubled him; nOw every n leaves
him in peace"
"Then you think he would not come,
even If \ invited him?' said Lady
Rosedene. 81 generally manage to have
my own way with the men,"
II do not think you would succeed
In this case," answered Mrs. Morley;
nor do I think it would be kind to de-
sire II. When sc much of q mans
heart and soufis in heavens it seems al
most a pity to bring him back into close
| SOLANlSk Will lax oA4 SAi
Lady Rosedene's eyes were fixed on
the fair, bright face Of the young girl.
She turned suddenly to the Wears wife.
Il have read" she said, "of the
sweetness of flowers being wasted Oh
the desert air-of violets blooming Ill
seen, and giving their fragrance to
the wind. 1 do not believe in anything
Of the kind. Take the great Kingdom
- ao-,o,sos ox,ou Go,o or1 fhopo iS nnn
of such exquisite beauty that evey one
pauses to admire it. 1t appears to me
that one in the world Of fair women,
every now and then we lind a face SO
beautiful that the whole world ought
to see and admire it. l shall be doing
an act of charity in making this face
known"
But the wears wife shook her head.
Such a doctrine was not quite In nc
cordance with her husbands teaching.
81 do not know about that" she said.
Every face is what I may call the
veil or cover of an immortal soul; and
I should say any soul was endangered
where the owner Of it was worsltped
for her beauty. l do not quite think
myself that beauty should be SO eager
~ admired"
cit is the way of the world" laughed
Lady Rosedene. I'VE plain women
may thank heaven that great beauty
and great gifts do not often come to.
gether; il they did. we should have but
q poor chance. AS it is, some people
do value common and intellect
more than beauty. I shall make friends
with Miss Vane. We shall hear some.
thing Of her before many months ar,
over, mark my words"
And those same words indeed cam,
true.
Chapter III.
Lady Rosedene, of Dene Hall, wa
one of the celebrities of the county II
which Dene stood. She was left
widow Mt quite an early age, mistres
: of q magnificent estate, and q vast fol
tune. Being both young and clever
every n expected that she would maj
ry again; but Lady Rosedene was wise
than that. The late lord had been o
: o most tyrannical disposition and ur
aimiable temper. His young wife sui
fered terribly from 1t, being herself Q
a gay, frank, happy nature. Whe
Lord Rosedene died, she said to hersel
: that she would never again bend he
, neck under the yoke that was 80 weigh
/ ty to bear. She resolved to enjoy he
/. life; and, as a preliminary, as the mos
certain means Of .insuring that enjoy
ment, she resolved upon never havin
anything to do with love.
IF l am to enjoy my life, to ORE
serve my good looks, I must have nott
ing to do with the fret and the feve
called love-"
Having made that resolution, she BIZ
gan to enjoy life in her own way, an
succeeded perfectly In her plan. On
of the most charming and captivatin
of women, she had numerous admirers
She enjoyed the friendship of cleve
and sensible men; she enjoyed their &C
|, miration; she was pleased with her col
quests-but she steadfastly refused t
i, have anything to do with love, even i
its milder form of filtration.
For fifteen years she had been tn
queen of the county" The fetes an
festivities ut Dene Hall were famou
all over the neighborhood-no n els
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