Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-09-17
CHAPTER Nv.

CHAPTER Nv.
II WAS Il brilliant morning. A rich am
Der light lay on the loch. a soft. golden
haze iiad oycrsprcad the HIS; the long
line of distant scl Slone white in the sun;
the hes were humming over the purple
heather and the golden gorsc; the lovely
water l:!;rs sl;s.cnei white in the sun; all
Che ambient air was filled with perfume,
the frs; soft freshness of morning smiled
over he l<nd. A little boat was fastened
to the trunk of IL tree that grew close to
the waters edge.
In ciic fragrant silence of the summer
morning There came II faint sound of mel
Oily. 1T was Il wOman'S voice, clear, full
OF m!slc. with an undertOne of passion,
as though an imprisoned soul found its
vent in song. From the dark glade be-
tween the hills the voice came sweet and
thrilling.
The singer emerged from the darkness
of thu. mountain gorge into the full light
of the sun. She looked like the queen of
mounsain and lake. 1t was prince Char
lies" danghter-tle child who had been
nsme! after the Bcatrix Lennox who had
Won Il kings hcart-B@,trix Lcnnox, u
child II" longer. hut Il girl III the full su-
peru %Drosm5>eo of magnificent w%omanhood-
a girl OF rarr and dazzling loveliness.
me girl walked to the boat, and, I'M
Fastening 1T. Jumped into it. then taking
Nh sc'iiiS in her hands. she rowcd rapidly
across Nh" blue waters of the loch. She
i~wed swiftly across the lake, watching
anc .;shi. 'e'tiiercd spray as it fell from
shs sru'ls; then, when the other SIDE of
sthe locn was gained, She secured the boat.
took rom 1T IL volume that She had
brought with her and sat down on the
slope of the liratilcry hill.
i1nh'l" she threw aside her book; with
the sun Shining 81 the waters of the lake.
on Tho broad stretch of purple heather,
on the golden gorsc. on the distant hills.
how could sh. read? "Prince Ciarlie's''
daughter had II poets soul. Keenly alive
to all branty. loving it with passionate
love. she inherited the bright, quick fam
cy, t1i> brilliant. vivid, poetic imagina-
ta"l; Other dead father. She looked around
her, and then with n sigh of perfect con-
tent sank back upon, the heather.
My mUtltcr talks Uf drawing rooms and
ib"'ldoirs: ! ;,1n sure that 10 room made by
man could be one-half so beautiful as this
spot made by heaven. Who would OK
change the purple heather for a carpet.
or this grand clsain of hills for the wallis
of a room THAT shuts out the blue sky and
N~ '''E' AfpttbS-lt.iltS i WISH IlclT
these 7iiMs would close up together. SD
that we could never cross them, nor leave
their uEdSt."
She turned Tier fnce to where the long
tine OF distant SEA lay white in the sun.
Ialsn t!', sound of Il bell tinklins across
che lake aroused her. She sprang I'D With
a smil" from the heather.
The hell rang again. Beatrix sc,llled
S1prStslf .1prSbSSy thn inl.O nn,,, all, l..,A
end FASTENED quickly through tho dark
0rIl- gorge. Before her lay the Grange.
The very sight of The ruined house seem
ed To warm the girls heart as she looked.
The leaves of the scarlet creeper fell on
her in II shower as She passed through the
ruined gateway. In the courtyard lay a
broken %sundial, and a fountain, long dry,
sto"i IN rhe center. The ruin ard DESC
lation did not affect her: she mu1murei
some words as SHE passed by the broken
's1ntial, and turI,sl TO look at it, and
chen II low voice chilled "Beatrix."
A w:,rm Extraordinarily one of Plea
e-came over the girls face.
"I"s. mamma" she replied; but in the
tesse could be easily detected love. respect.
.obaiiss,,s. devotion. sympathy. She pass
ed quickly through THE dark entrance, hall
and ent..rr+l the only habitable room on
thai side OF The house.
There. sat Lady %I,ennox. who looked I'M
us She %,ultrresl.
~ grew lonely without yo,, Beatrix.
ii is n"t dinner tame yet. hut l rang the
ball. The whole house seems to grow so
dark wl,i.c you are away"
II wish you would come out with me.
maiiu,l: you would forget all about Your
sorrows htfurc you had been one hour
,,n,v rrh, 3,nui1,nr nNrN,I1>, e,1. =.
The hight !,f the sun"
cocks" sighed Lady Lennox; "and my
.snrrows are sn durable that they might
hav. ss~m carved in granite. Bcatrix.
wish. my darling. that l could be a
brighter companion for you"
The .,irl looked up with bright, flashing
eyes.
when have o heard ME complain,
n%taurnh?" She asked. ~ am happy
enough"
sit is such IL dreary life for yOu,'' the
mother said. looking Mt the magnificent
face aud figure.
IL newer wish to leave here" was the
reply. ut seems to lie. mamma, that |
'irave 'ound the true Philosophers STONE.
am content.
Indy t,cnioX sighed as she looked
round hes and Thought of the recherche
repaSts. the grand %banquets. the costly
wines and rare fruits that she had been
accustomed to. She was growing. tired
of salmon and wild duck. But Beatrix
made ITO demur; the simple homely meal.
cooked in llomely fashion, was a banquet
to her. She waited upon her mother. de.
voting herself to her and cheering her
with ller chatter. Lady I4eilrox forgot
sler troubles. aild said to herself that after
all in the love of her beautiful daughter
SHE was happier than most people.
d. CHAPTER v.
A newspaper at the Grange was a nov
city, q rarity, a treasure of great worth.
Lady LaInox nevef purchased one: but,