Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1895-04-11

"a CHAP 1--SOuJlnueO.
NJ walked up to the Hall this morning."
..,rnpd Miss L'Estrange, when they had
q 'orpd to the drawing room, Ito look for
1bot massage of Pope, about which you
s.a 50 mistaken, and there found the
san;re. eating his breakfast at ten
So o'clock.
Wirton muttered something inarticu-
3 lately.
lord and Lady Darlington and lot of
,ooDe were coming to stay, that he was
snng to give a grand ball to town and
oonntry folk, and to have great doings.
s. g. mind, Mr.. Winton, you are not to run
owav shabbily, but stay, like self-sacri-
fcpg Christian, and dance with me-"
8 Vinton glanced at her, slow smile
frightening his face.
"And when [ have sacrificed myself"
b ne said, you will show me your card
q filed up with the names of the golden
8 Youths who hover about you?"
5 That is base libel! At all events, I
shall have no court of Elton boys and
s iDeligibes surrounding me here"
8 "Marsden is an extraordinary fellow"
resumed Winton, thoughtlessly. "The
q last time l saw him, early in July, he Of
. fered me the shooting here, while l was
staying with my aunt and the canon and
swore he hated the place, and would never
see Eyesleigh again if he could help it,"
How unaccountable!" cried Mrs. LES
range. at is such q sweet old place,
/ and looks so lovely in autumn
Yes. Do you remember our nutting
expeditions when I 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 home?" exclaim-
ed Miss L'Estrange. Il wonder you have
any skin left"
Il had nothing to come home for! When
Narsden was in India tiger hunting l
saw good deal of him. He was prime
favorte, in great request. They said
that the rich Miss Guthrie was Desperate
ly annoyed not to have met him before
she had pledged herself to her cousin.
But as Marsden was only presented to her
a couple of days before the wedding, even
the charming Celia could not affect an
exchange"
Don't you like Mrs. Ruthven, that you
speak so ill-naturedly?" said Miss LES
TRANCE, looking up from the complicated
stitchery with which she was covering
the pattern of handkerchief. II thought
her nice and sympathetic, she was very
kind to me-"
''She is undoubtedly a charming wom-
on. J 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'Estrange, gent
~.
Il don't think l have"
Celia" repeated Nora, what an I'M
usual name"
Yes; | wonder where old Guthrie
found it! 1t could not have been her
mother's, for she was Portuguese half
caste"
yet Mrs Ruthven is fair" urged Mrs.
L'Estrange.
a caprice of nature, she will darken
as she grows older"
How long has she been widow?'
asked Mrs. L'Estrange.
about two years. She left India after
poor Ruthvens death, and wandered on
the Continent till she could doff her weeds.
Marsden ought to marry her; she has
money enough to put him straight, if, as
some say, he is little dipped"
He must know that, for he has some
thing to do with her property, has he not?'
said Mrs. LEstrange.
He is one of her trustees" returned
Winton. "The other, an old friend of her
fathers, died last year. This projected
visit and the ball looks as if Marsden was
not going to let SO rich prize slip through
his fingers"
II don't think the squire is mercenary,"
said Nora, thoughtfully, letting her work
drop into her lap.
Perhaps not" replied Winton, care
lessly. "Are you going to spend this fine
day in the house, Miss L'Estrange"
No. l am going to the village. I al
ways give poor old Mrs. Sykes an hour
or two in the week. She is the black
smiths mother, and is quite blind"
You have soon fallen into English
country ways" said Winton, looking
steadily at her. ''Are you undertaking
the part of Lady Bountiful?
That l cannot, for excellent reasons"
she returned, laughing, "and l am sorry
to say l do not like visiting among the
poor. | always feel I am intruding, and
many of them so soon begin to take what
you do as right, or cringe and whine
Oh. it is so hard to know how best to
help them; their lot is hard. wonder
they do not hate the rich more bitterly
than they do; 1 should, l am sure. Lie
altogether is terrible puzzle.
Then don't so and read to this old
woman in her stuffy room; come, both OF
YOU, and escort me back through Ewes
leigh Woods. They are looking their
best"
Nora colored slightly, but shook her
head.
Il must not disappoint poor old Betsy.
| really believe my reading is pleasure
to her. and l like it, too; she is woman
Of strong character and great intelligence.
She and her son are Northumbrians, and
he is a very stern, masterful sort of man.;
/ should not like to be his wife.
DO you intend to rule your future nus
band, Miss L'Estrange?'
4 have 10 distant intentions respecting
that great unknown; but | am quite sure
that equality is the soul of love and friend
ship. Now rising, Il must start. Where
is yesterdays Times Helen? My BIND