Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-11-04

uNA- laughing voice inquired
Philip, do please you?'
lac sprang up and faced her,--but
for moment could not speak, The
perfection OF her beauty had never
ceased to arouse his wonder and pas
slonate admiration,-bu ON this night,
as she stood before him, arrayed IN \
simple training robe OF Nory-tiuted
we've. with his family diamonds Nash
irs, IN \ tiara of light on nor &h,
Sh"tUnins against the whiteusAss Of her
throat and lovely arms, she looked au-
Selically lovely--So radiant SO royal,
and withal So innocently happy, lAa,,
wlsttully gazing at her, and thinking
of the social clique into when sue WAS
about to make her entry. he woudeted
vaguely whether he was not wrong TO
take So pure and fair creature
among the false glitter and reckless
hypocracy of modern fashion and fol
l! And SO he stood silent till Thel-
ma grew anxious.
M You are not satisfied shy sal!
pAmI lively, Il am not rs you W!sl
istr IL something wrong"
He drew her closely into his arms.
kissing her with an almost pathet,c
tenderness.
! helma, my love, my sweet llr!'
and his strong voice trembled, You
do not kuow-how should You? what
mink OF you satisfied! Pleased? Good
heavens-what little words those are
to express my feelings! | can tell YOU
low you look, for nothing can ever
make you vain. You are beautiful.
you are the most beautiful
woman have ever seen, and you look
Your best to-tight. But you are more
tlan beautiiul-you are good and pure
and true, while society is-But why
should l destroy your illusions? Only,
my wife,-we have been all in all to
each other,--and now | have foolish
feeling as If things were going to be
o'tterent--as il we should not be so
much together-and | wishI wish to
God l could keep you all to myself
without anybody's interference"
She looked at him in wonder though
! she smiled.
But you have changed, my boy,
s'rce morning." she said. Then you
! did wish me to be particular in dress
and to wear your jewels, for this
Lady Winsleigh. Now your eyes are
SAD, and you seem as If you would
! rather not go at all. Well, is II not
+ easy to remain at home? | will take
off these fine things, and we will sit
together and read Shall it be so?"
He laughed Il believe you would
do it If asked you tot" he said.
but of course ! am quite happy
alone with you. | care nothing for
this party,-what is it to me II you do
not wish to go?"
! He kissed her again. "Thelma,
! don't spoil ne too much! If you let me
have my own way to such an extent,
! who knows what an awful domestic
tyrant | shall become! No, dear--we
must go to-night-there's no help for
/ It, You see we've accepted the invi-
tation and its no use being churlish
Besides, after all, he gazed at her
edmiringly-- II want them to see my
Norwegian rose! Come along! The car
rage is waiting"
They passed out into the hall, where
Britta was in attendance with long
cloak of pale-blue plush lined with
white fur, in which she tenderly en-
veloped her beloved "Froken," her rosy
face beaming with affectionate adora-
ton as she glanced from the fair dia-
mond-crowned head down to the point
of small pearl mbroidered shoe that
peeped beneath the edge of the rich.
white robe and saw that nothing was
lacking to the most perfect toilette
That ever woman wore.
Good night. Britta!" said Thelma
kindly. "You must not sit up for me.
You will be tired"
Britta smiled-it was evident that
she meant to outwatch the stars, II
necessary rather than let her mistress
be unattended on her return. But
she said nothing-she waited at the
door while Philip assisted his wife In
to the carriage-and still stood mu-
singly under the wide portico, after
they had driven away.
Hadn't you better come In, Miss
Britta?" said the butler respectfully,
he had great regard for her lady
ships little maid
! Britta, recalled 10 herself, started,
turned and re-entered the hall.
4 There will be many fine folks there
tonight, suppose?" she asked.
The butler rubbed his nose perplex-
edly. Fine folks? At Winsleigh
house? Well, as far as clothes go,
dare say there will. But there'll be no
one like her ladyship-no one!" And
he shook his gray head emphatically.
"Of course mott" said Britta, with a
sort OF triumphant defiance. I'VE
know that very well, Morris! There's
no one like her ladyshlp anywhere In
the world But tell you what think
great many people will be Jealous Of
her"
Morris smiled. You may take your
oeth on that, Miss Britta." he said