Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1895-08-01

The old hall soon became qulte a
HANGED place under the rule OF us
vonng mistress. Elegant modern lur-
niture replaced the stitf oaken cha,is
md ,ables Ia which our ancestors ae-
,;.,hted a glow Of bright, cheerl y
- ,,'s,ant. was soon diffused over the III
-. narterres of brightly blooming
aoyyprs charmed the eye where oie1
mn stood stiff and solemn 'ooh'Hs
shrubs. 49, o,,i.a
so.ned 10 grow young, ana eptereu
Win keen zest into all the gaSe'les
ANA charmed his young niece ~
,,a,.e numerous balls, when the maghi.
doent etate rooms, so long closed anu
silcnf we're thrown open, and croWueu
.,th v,,ng ana beautiful faces. w
hnd plays and charadcs, IN when w. w
hc.ress OF Arne. dressed VA the s'it
,,.scades ~ thc last generation, iooKea
,nore toyely and fascinating than ever
r,o had picnics and riding parties
doneas IN the evening in the long pc-
ture gallery everything ID Snort SUI
nnlatad 10 amuse the young ana pleas
,,,.at,,,,no- and In all Hugh Stuart
took his part. ar,,
faok mine also, but it was d very
minor one. Beatrice was queen -
overy reyel-I was her humble slave
! searrhed old books for costumes TOT
-, an1 drew and invented many a
nuaiut design ut her bidding, AMPLY
rewarded if she smiled ana sa'''
"Thank you, Paul
Old Squire Stuart was Warmly ~
tached TO me, and was his constant
coupanion: he would not inspect MS
accounts. visit HIS tenants, look over
thc estates, write his letters, on DO any
thing. indeed, unless ! were ey MS
side.
n wish you were my SON. Paul. ne
often said; and once, as he uttered me
words, MY eyes unconsci9usly wal
tered % tie beautiful, queenly heiress
OF Arnc.
His glance followed mine.
mo. not that" he said, graveiE--
.,anything but that. If Beatrice were
not my heiress nothing would please
mo better, but On her falls the re-
sponsibility Of upholding the family
rane aud honor She must marry one
who can add lustre to a ltistr0is nane,
who can add wealth and fame to
wealthy and famous race. Bcatrlce
will have to marry as queen-rcsmnts
do. from policy and not for the weak
chilas-play called love. But surely
Paul" he continued, locking az my
grave. quiet face 'su ely YOU de not
love herr
We were walking up and down a
broad path in the garden. For all an
swer | pluckcd a deep crimson rose
and said:
Il love her rs this flower loves the
sun"
"Ah, dare say" he replied, happily
unconscious Of the inner and deeper
meaning Of my words. THAT is ali
right. Paul | should have not liked
my old friends son TO carry an aching
heart through dfe.
And then he began to tell me all his
plans for the heircss of Arne. The
To be the richest and finest iii the eouu-
try. was that of Harlley. At the time
| write Of, Young Lord IIardley had
just succeeded to 1t; The had not yet ar
rived TO take possession, hut the whole
negaborhood was in a state of intense
excitement over \ Is expected coming.
"Harlley joins Arne." said the
squire, land tell YOU, Paul, the dear
eat wish of my heart ii that the young
lord who inheritts ii may love and wed
my niece There would be no sncn
fine property III England as the two
together would make. What do you
think Of the plan?"
lit would be grand one" | re-
piled. III Miss Stuart should like her
suitoe"
She t,ust like him" was the vehe-
ment reply And mind you, Paul,
she will Eeamice Is IL to he 4 queen.
ENflf Atfutt lihlhf iiO IL Willy W. - INFt
man; ard do not think she would
tolerate one who depended upon her.
She must like him. shall invite him
pyer here rs soon as he comes down,
and She win be Lady IIardley in less
than six months.
What lid IT matter TO me- Why dld
my lip CULVER and my helrt heat fast:
Why need lie awake through the
long. silent hours Of the night, recall-
Ing every expression Of that perfect
face, every infection Of that musical
voice, thinking over every careless
word she lad ever spoken, the frank
SiSterly kindness she had ever shown
me thinking until my heart burned
ANA my eyes grow dimf Sooner 81
later the blow must fall. Who was |
that ! should dare to love her? |, a
poor paid dependent she, the bcauti.
full BRILLIANT helress Of Arne!
Wild dreams came % me. would
~ ont into the world and make foi