Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1896-12-18

sponded. you will think no more about it.
l shall never resent Angela's dislike, hut
snail. on the contrary, do my very best
t" overcome 1t. Let us speak now of our
wedding day, Laura, darling" he said.
Gan 1 persuade YOU to let it te the
tenth of July? Why should we wait? l
love o with all my heart, and shall
never be happy again for one out
of your presence. Why need we wait
until August:"
ut seems so very soon," she objected,
shyly.
There is no such thing as time in
love- declared the Captain; and, after
u few more persuasive words, Lady Roo
den consented.
We need not have any delay over mar
rage settlements" he remarked, careless
ly; hut there was IL keen, shrcwd look in
his eye which beliel the lightness of his
words. "Ah. Laura, dearest, how l wish
now that | had been more careful! How
regret that l have lavishrd my wealth
in idle ~follirs! l wish had it all to law
at YOU feet"
And in the blindness OF her love she
responded:
There never ran be any question OF
money. Vance, between You and me. 1t
matters little which has it. AS it hap
pens. nave enough for both"
M wedding that took place i'll London
during that season created such n Juror
as that of Lady Rooden, to he known in
the future as Lady Laura Wynyurd. The
beauty of the bride. the fair lovclincss of
her young daughter, her ladysl!p's great
wealth. the popularity of the bridegroom,
all combined tn make the marriage one of
the events of the season. The ceremony
took plac" on a bright July morning. and
was witnessed by IL large and fasiion-
able gathering. The toilets We're most
elegant. and the wedding was pronounced
II great success.
nnoticrd iii the gallery of the church
stood Il tail. graceful woman dressed in
dark c"lors. with closely vciied face, No
one dreamed of the hot, bitter tears shed
beneath the safe shelter of that veil, no
one Knew of the agony endured of the
heart that WAS being rent, and the life
that seemed 10 be cbbing away. On that
snnshiny morning all that was good and
brightest and best died out of one wom-
ans heart. never to live there again; and
that woman was Gladys Rnne.
iii" ncwly-lnarricd pair had decided TO
Z" To Switzerland for their honeymoon.
Lady Laura had made every arrange
mcnt for her daughters comfort and con-
%venirncr. She had invited Miss Jameson.
Il second cousin of hers. to stay with her
daughter while she was abroad. They
were to remain i'll London two or. three
days longer while the household was ar
ranged and set iii order: then they were
to Z" to the Abbey. Angela lonyed with
her whole heart for the old home and the
sweet. green country.
When the confusion of the wedding
vas over. and Rood House had returned
tn It's normal quiet, the two Indies went
to the Abbey. 1t seemed to Angela that
thr picturesque old building had never
looked so bright and cheerful. Tho mr.
dent rays of sun brought into prominent
relief the battlementel overs and bold
outline of the building. Never to her
had the green. ripping foliage looked SO
fresh: never had the grass such an ON.
er;iid hue. The gardens were in their full
beauty; the roses hung in richest pro-
fusion; the mir was sweet with the breath
of 1~owers-tall. white lilies, Glove cnrnn-
tions. purple heliotrope, sweet miy,on-
cite.
But Il shadow fell over the life of An
CELIA Rooden. This grand old home-her
fathers home-would never be hers in the
same way again. The brightness would
br rlouded. its beauty married by the con-
slant presence of the man she disliked.
1t would he Il constant source of agony to
her to SEQ him there. to hear his voice. to
endure the restraint of his presence.
CLONE will he home no morc,' she said
I" herself: and the words proved to be
only too trnp.