Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1895-09-26
steadily. with a tender solemnity.

SICdUllys WIN u IctiucE SOleIuQltys
So when Mrs. L'Estrange was called
back it was all settled; very happy party
met at dinner that evening-at which re-
past Miss Beatrice, to her great delight.
was allowed to be present, and did good
service by promoting general and very
discursive conversation.
The society papers soon added to their
usual paragraphs mysterious hints as to
broken engagements, and the false in
formation disseminated by their contem-
poraries respecting the approaching nup-
tails of certain popular member of So
ciety, whose domains lay not hundred
miles from a well-known cathedral town
in the Midlands, etc.
Nora L'Estrange and Winton were too
much strangers and pilgrims in the world
of London to share the attention be-
slowed on Mrs. Ruthven and Marsden.
The noise made by the extraordinary theft
of her jewels had given the pretty widow
certain standing in the estimation of So
ciety, and her marriage with so well"
known a man as Marsden made her posi-
ton secure.
Little remains to tell of this ill-bal.
anced tale, where, though virtue is fairly
rewarded, vice is by no means chastised
tice, is, however, rarely visible to the
naked eye; let us believe there is a secret
award which brings unerring punishment
to the evil-doer, even though he flourish
es as green bay tree" in the eyes of his
neighbors.
A couple of years after what Nora con-
sidered her great deliverance, Mrs. LES
TRANCE, in her tranquil home at Brookdale,
which it was arranged was to be her resi-
dence so long as Mr.. and Mrs. Winton re-
manned in India, wrote as follows, in one
of her monthly letters to her step-daugh-
ter:
"You will, I am sure, be sorry to hear
that Clifford Marsden had bad fall, out
hunting, last week. They tell me he rides
most recklessly; indeed, he is much
changed since his marriage. Mrs. Mars
den, I must say, makes a capital lady OF
the manor, and is decidedly popular,
though somewhat exacting; but Mr.. Mars
den is either silent and moody, or in
fierce high spirits. He is very thin, and
not nearly so handsome as he was. There
is curious, glazed, staring look in his
eyes, that distresses me, for | always
liked him; and he always shows the ut
most friendliness to Bea and to myself
1 never heard that he drinks too much
but it is whispered that he eats opium
He is often away, and when at home
seems to take no interest in anything
Madame is master and mistress, and peo-
pie appear to consider her rather neglect
ed by her husband. Mrs. Marsden shows
me all proper civility, but feel she does
not like me; and I dare not encourage
Clifford to come here as often as he
would like. 1t is reported that Mrs. Mars
den is trying to bride Colonel Marsden,
the next heir who is bachelor, and
rather out at elbows, to join her husband
in breaking the entail, and then the estate
is to be settled on her. This may be mere
gossip; cannot help feeling grieved for
Clifford; he seems so broken and hopeless
'The mail has not come in yet, so
shall send this off. I cannot tell you what
pleasure your descriptions of your delight
full life up-country give me, and Bea too,
looks eagerly for your letters My kind
love to Mark, who, I am sure, is a pat
tern husband. What narrow escape
you had of losing each other"
The end.)