The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1896-04-18

would seldom see beauty so faultless
as hers. Every day developed some
new charm. Her golden hair grew
more golden. her eyes bluer and deeper,
and her smile rsrer and sweeter DC
casionally she would break out into
snatches OF song old melodies --
strange to all who listened. something
she must have learned In other lands,
and beneath SUMMER skies.
The waif had found "A good home, all
| the neighbOrhood said. SO she had.
High Rock was the manor house OF the
vicinity, the Trenholmes the wealthiest
old family in that part OF the state
The lands belonging 10 the estate were
wide and fertile. the old house was a
romance in itself, albeit a most stately
one. IL was built far out on great
peak closely overhanging the sea-
massive structure of gray stone. with
towers and gable windows. and wide
piazzas.
Mr. Trenholme had held many offices
OF public trust. and as a man and
scholar had stood very high. He had
died suddenly, two years before the
opening OF our story Mrs. Trenholme
had truly and tenderly loved her hus-
band and natures like hers never for
get. Her best consolation she found in
the affection she bore her children; and
Ralph and Agnes were worthy OF all
the love she gave them. With very
little OF their mothers naughty pride.
they had inherited all her beauty and
gentleness, while 10 Ralph. along with
his fathers fine intellect, had descended
his earnest heart, his strong affections,
and his almost chivalrous sense of hon
or. Ralph was eight years older than
Agnes. At fourteen he was a tall. hand
some boy, with a dark, clear COM
plexion, brown eyes, and curling chest
nut hair. Agnes was of the less intense
type, with delicately cut features, dark
hazel eyes. a pale complexion. and
flush OF scarlet on her sweet lips.
These were the children with whom
little Marina was thrown. They grew
up together. The girls loved each other
like sisters, indeed. there was little
chance for them TO know the difference
The children had but few playmates
The neighborhoOd was not very select
ana Mrs. Trenholne was very particular
Lynde Graham, tEe only child OF a poor
fisherman that dwelt at the foot of the
Rock, was with them most frequently
The proudest mother in the land would
have no objection TO Lynde Graham as
a playmate for her children. He was
about Ralph's age, a darling noble
souled boy.
And sometimes from Ireton Lodge
the stately residence of Judge Ireton-
came Imogene. his daughter, to pay
little visits 10 the Trenholmes Some
day Imogene Ireton would make hearts
ache; some day she would be absolutely
magnificent in her beauty Even now
she was queenly Her complexion was
like the creamy petals of a lily: her
hair and eyes were black as night, and
IT times her cheeks flushed like car
nations. and her voice rang out like
the music OF silver bells Her whole
bearing was like that OF one who knows
she was born for conquest She was
naughty. arrogant and selfish.
At sixteen, Ralph Trenholme left
home for college. He remained there
four years, returning home only for
week or two at vacation time, and then
not always seeing Marina and Agnes,
who were at boarding school for
young misses After his graduation, he
made the European tour. and four years
elapsed before. bronzed and bearded he
again set foot upon his native land.
Meanwhile, Lynde Graham had
fought a hard battle and come off
conqueror. Men with eyes like his
seldom fail TO accomplish what they
undertake with their whole souls. He
had fitted himself for college. taught
to gain the money requisite TO defray
his expenses. and just as Ralph arrived
home. LyDde Graham had come back
TO the fishers cottage, with the diploma
from Harvard In his pocket. lie had
graduated with the very highest hon
ors. and at once began studying medi-
cine with DR.. Hudson, OF Portlea.