The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1895-04-06

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are 50 mistaken, and there found the
squire, eating his breakfast at ten
O'Clock"
Winton muttered something inarticu-
lately.
Then he told me that Mrs. Ruthyen,
Lord and Lady Dorringtor and lot Of
people were coming to stay, that he was
going to give a grand ball TO town and
country folk, and to have great dongs.
50. mind, Mr.. Winton. you are not 10 run
| away shabby, but stay, like selt-sacrl-
ticins Christian, and dance with me
Winton glanced at her, a slow smile
Frightening his face.
And when have sacrificed myself
ne said, you will show me your card
filled up with the names of the golden
youths who hover about YOU
That is base libel. At all events,
shall have no court Of Eton boys and
inrligiblrs surrounding me here
"Marsden is an extraordinary fellow
resumed Winton, thoughtlcssy. The
| last time | saw him, early in July, he of
| fercd me the shooting here. while | was
staying with my aunt and the canon, and
sWore he hated the place and would never
see Ev"slrigh again if he could help it.
How unaccountahle" cried Mrs. l. Is
TRANCE. 1T is such a sweet old place,
and looks So lovely i'll autumn
Yes, Do You remember our nutting
expeditions when | was home thirteen
| years ago.
Il do, indeed" said Mrs L'Estrange,
with quick sigh
Have you been thirteen years in In
dia without once coming hompT cXrlaim-
ed Miss l. EStrange. Il wonder you have
any skin left
Il had nothing To come home for! When
MarsIen was in India tiger hunting |
saw good deal of him. He was Il prime
tayorItr, in great request. They said
that the rich Miss Guthrie was Desperate
" annoyed not to have met him before
She had pledged herself to her cousin.
lut as NarSdcn was only presented To her
| 4 couple of days before the wedding. even
the charming Celia could not affect an
exchange"
Don't YOU like Mrs Ruthven. that You
speak 50 il-uaturedly:" said Miss l. Es-
TRANCE, looking up from the complicated
sttchery with which she was covering
the pattern of a handkerchief. Il thought
her nice and sympathetic, she was very
kind to me"
she is undoubtedly charming WON
an may have the bad taste not to like
| her. that is nothing To the point"
1T is odd. am afraid YOU have grown
cynical" returned Mrs. L'Estrangc, gent
y.
Il don't think l have"
Celia" repeated Nora. what an IN
usual name
Yes; | wonder where old Guthrie
/ found it. 1t could not have been her
mothers. for she was a Portuguese half
caste"
Yet Mrs. Ruthyen is fair" urged Mrs.
| L'EstrHuge.
y caprice Of nature. she will darken
| rs She grows older.
How long has she been a widow 2"
asked Mrs. L'EstranGc
About two years. She left India after
poor Ruthvcu's death and wandered on
the Continent till She could doff her weeds
! Marsdrn ought to marry her; she has
money enough To put him straight. if, as
some say, he is a little dipped"
lie must know that, for he las some
thing 10 do with her property. has he not =
said Mrs. LEstrau-e.
He is one of her trustees" returned
| Wiulon. The other an old friend of hcr
! fathers, died last year. This projected
! visit and the bail looks as if Marsdpn was
not going To- let So rich prize slip through
his fingers
Il don't think the squire is mcrccnary."
said Nora, thoughtfuIly, letting her work
drop into her lap.
Perhaps not replied Winton. care
lesSIy. Are YOU going to spend this fine
day in the house Miss L'EstraugcT"
No, | am going To the village. | al
ways give poor old Mrs. Sykes an hour
or two in the week She is the black
smiths mother, and is quite blind"
"lou have soon fallen into English
country ways said Wuton, looking
steadily ut her. Arc you undertaking,
the part of Lady BountifulE"
That l cannot for excellent reasons =
she returned, laughing, "and | am sorry
to say | do not like visiting among the
poor l always feel | am intruding. and
many of them 80 soon begin 10 take what
You do as a right, or criuEc and whine.
Oh, it is 50 hard to know how best to
help them; their LOT is hard. | wonder
they do not hate the rich more bitterly
than they do; | should, | am sure. Liz
altogether is terrible puzzle"
Then don't 20 and read to this old
woman in her stuffy room; come. both of
you. and escort nae back through Ewes.
leigh Woods. They are looking their
best"
Nora co!oyed slightly, but shook her
head.
Il must not disappoiut poor old BETSY.
really believe my reading is a pleasure
To her. and l like it. too: she is a woman
of Srror..- character and great inf Ir;,-.,,,