Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-12-16
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MARIE CoRELLi.
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MARIE CORELLI

son would not hold such position
and for such men, what would be the
use Of Cicero"
Philip leaned back against the trunk
OF the tree under which they were
sitting, and laughed.
You may be right, Thelma,-l dare
say you are. There's certainly TOO
much beer represented in the House
/ admit that. But, after all, trade is
the great moving-sprfng OF national
prosperity, and 1t would hardly be
fair TO refuse seats to the very men
who help to keep the country going"
II do not see that" said Thelma
grayely,--"if those men are ignorant,
why should they have share In SO
f; important thing as Government?
They may know all about beer and
wool, and iron, but perhaps they can
only Judge what is good for them
selves. not what Is best for the whole
country, with all its rich and poor. /
do think that only the wisest scholar
and most intelligent persons should be
allowed to help in the ruling OF great
nation"
But the people choose their own
rulers" remarked Erfington reflect
"Ah, the poor people!" sighed
Thelma. "They know so very little
ana they are taught 30 badly! ]
think they never do quite understand
what they do want,-they are the
same In all histories, like children,
they get beWildered and frightened in
any trouble, and the wlsest heads are
needed to think for them. 1t Is, in
deed, most cruel to make them puzzle
out all difficulty for themselves"
What a little sage you are. my
pet!" laughed Philip, taking her hand
Oh which the marriage-ring and its
accompanying DIAMOND circlet
glistened brilliantly In the warm sun
light. do you mean to 60 In for
pOlitlcs?
She shook her head. mo, indeed!
That IL not woman's work ut all. The
|only way in when | think about such
things, is that feel the people cannot
oil be wise, that 1t seems a pity
the wisest and greatest In the land
should not be chosen to lead them
rightly"
And 80, under the circumstances
you think it's no use my trying t.
pose as q Cicero?' asked her husband
amusedly. She larghed-with u very
tender cadence In her laughter
1T would nol be worth your while
my boy" she said. You know l have
often told you that l do not see any
great distinction In being member OF
Parliament at all. What will you do?
You will talk to the fat brewer per-
haps, and he will contradict you--then
other people will got up and talk and
contradict each other,--and 30 1t will
80 on for days and days-meanwhile
the country remains exactly as 1t was,
reither better nor worse,--and all the
talking does no good 1t Is better to
be out of there together, AS we are
today"
And she raised her dreamy blue eyes
W. AhS ShSltViih6 ShhoPy Va biOSh
leaves that overhung theni-leayes
thick-elustered and dewy, through
which the dazzling sky peeped in radi-
ant patches. Philip looked ut her,
the rapt expression of her upward
gaze, --the calm, untroubled sweetness
Of her fair face,-were such as might
we'll have suited one of Raifaelle s
divinest angels. His heart beat
quickly~-he drew closer to her, and
put his arm round her.
Your eyes are looking at the sky
lhelma," he whispered. do you know
what that Is? Heaven looking into
heaven! And do you know which of
tho two heavens prefer?" She smiled,
and, turning, met his ardent gaze with
one of equal passion and tenderness.
All, you do know!" he went on,
softly kissing the side Of her slim
white throat, Il thought you couldn't
pt ssibly make a mistake!" He rested
his head against her shoulder, and after
Il minute or two of lazy comfort, he re-
sUmed. You are not ambitious. my
Thelma You don't seem to care
whether your husband distinguishes
himself in the 'Ouse,' as our friend the
brewer calls ii, or not. In fact,
don't believe you caro- for anything
save--love! Am not right, my wife?'
A wave OF rosy color flushed hei
transparent skin, and her eyes illlet
with an earnest, almost pathetic Ian.
guor.
Surely of all things In tho world,
J she said in u low tone. Love /.
hest?"
TO this he made prompt answer
: though not In words--his lips con
? versed with hers, In that strange
} sweet language which. though unwrit
t ten. Is everywhere comprehensive
, snd then they left their shady resting
| place and sauntered homeward han
/? in hand through the warm fields fra
Y grant with wild thyme and clover
8 Many happy hays passed thus wit
q these loyers-for lovers they still
d We're. Marriage had for once fulfille