The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-23


Clorinda did not put off her wedding on
account of Bernard's 1ntimely death.
1t was very quiet affair although the
bride had clad herself in costly splendor of
sheeny satin and priceless lace.
Sir oscar was intensely proud Of his newly
made wife, who looked like a queen in her
dazzling attire, the tawny brilliancy Of her
eyes enhanced by the luster of rare gems.
But there was something feverishly odd
about her expression after the ceremony.
BY some wretched caprice of chance she
Kept recalling the face of the man who had
Wynter with Sir Oscar, until revolt and
scorn swelled in her relentless heart and,
when she left Bell Bay for the honeymoon,
she was in the most trying of moods.
My dearest!" Sir Oscar reproved mildly
when, in a sudden spasm of irritation, she
cast out of the carriage window fragrant
sprig of jasmine he had gathered for her on
leaving Ashcroft, and she broke into mirth-
less laugh.
ct is so sickly," she complained. st can
not endure the scent"
The fault-fnding and discomfort did not
end there; in Switzerland, Paris Scotland,
it was the same.
They returned to Ashcroft and Colinda still
continued to lead her husband the life of
despised slave.
Butt he strongest love will not survive this
kind of treatment, and, after tempestuous
scene with his wife one day, Sir Oscar turned
to her with stern face, and grim resolve in
his steady eyes.
Listen, Clorinda," he said, and she wait
ed. mutinously, for him to continue. 81 have
given you every chance, have INDUCED you
in your whimS and Jolly, even when you have
tried me to evaporation, finding excuse for
your youth and high spirit; but now I have
come to the conclusion that we had better
part
She had not expected this; her eyes grew
fierce and stormy, her face whitened
1t would be a great downfall to her pride
fn To ACh1
what he meant.
Il will allow you ali that you require to
live away from me- he went on, Jelly. cit
crates to be perpetually Earring terms
with ones wife, and I shall be happier when
relieved of your presence
She laughed in contempt; but it was a
flashing punishment
"Just you please she retorted with
curvng lips.
Had she uttered single word of contri-
ton he would have relented; but she quilted
the room with naughty disdain, most gall
ing to the man whose name she bore.
He kept strictly to his decree, and Clorinda
passed from his ken.
few months later, in her dying hour of
remorse, she sent for him.
Il am sorry that we couldn't agree, Os-
car she told him, her white face drawn and
| changed, for she had been badly injured BY a
boiling horse. You did right to send me
away; your severity was a lesson which
taught me that I was not all-powefful-a
might rail and wound. I have tried to be a
better woman since them
THANK Heaven he sad deeply moved.
"C1orinda, I would not have been hard with
you had you seemed to care in the least for
me, but
| "It was shock" she whispered, though 1
| fully deserved It. 1 am glad that you came,
Oscar"
| Words failed her; she looked at him with
her dark eyes softened by the mist of ap-
| preaching death.
| He lifted her head, letting it rest on his
arm, while he held her left hand, on which
| the ring he had placed there on their mar
riage cleaned brightly.
| She passed away peacefully.
He had her removed, with all reverence, to
Ashcroft bitterly regretting that he had not
been the first to seek reconciliation, and
she was buried from the home to which she
had taken nothing but discord and trouble.
laughing eyes, that she was terribly afraid
that the elite of Bell Bay might consider her
a "shockingly ignorant creature with a
'frightful twang,'' and a piercing laugh
and he, looking with delight at his nut-brown
wife, retorted, quickly
They'll die with jealousy, because you're
so pretty Bess."
A little later they entered the Priory and
Bruno came scampering towards them fol-
lowed by lovely vision in white who lifted
her sweet face to kiss Betsy and, as Os-
monde clasped hands with JIM Elva linked
her arm in that of Mrs. Dage, and they all
went into the cool grounds, sitting within
sight of the sea, that made soft rippes of
music round the mouth of ST. kevin's Cave.
Orchid Tea.