Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1899-06-29

helpless cripple, and to hear the sad
sentence pronounced by the doctor
that she should not be able to move
without assistance.
When the first shock was over.
Madame Monteleone pondered seri-
ously as TO what step she would take
with regard 10 her young grandchild
Common sense and reason told her she
ought 10 write to Lord Lynne and ask
him to take his daughter; but the
treasured idea of her life chung to her
still, and she could not renounce It
Something will happen" she said to
herself Il may recover. Doctors are
not infallible. In any case, will keep
Inez with me. II she goes to Eng
land, she will marry an EnglIshman,
as her mother did; and then, fare
well forever to the race Of Montele-
one!" So nothing was written to Lord
Lynne, and he never heard either OF
the accident or the illness II lis
daughters guardian
Inez found greater liberty and free
dom than she had ever enjoyed before.
Madame Monteleone never left her
room. She was far too nervous to
bear any noise or much conversation.
For one hour every morning Inez
read to her, and received her in
structions as to how the day was to
be employed. SO many hours We're to
be given to music, so many to reading,
and so many to household employ
ments The music Inez never missed;
twas the. one solitary pleasure Of her
life. When that was over, the rest of
the day was all her own. She did not
spend 1t now as she had been obliged
to do when Madame Monteleone's
quick eyes were upon her, in studying
In one OF those dull little rooms that
looked upon the courtyard. Caterina
always sat in madame's room, and
Juanlta, who was cook and house
keeper, felt too sorry for the young
girl ever to control or betray her
movements. So, when the music was
ended, and old Caterina safe up stairs.
Inez wandered in the grounds of
Serranto The boundary OF them
was the high road that led to Seville,
and the poor child gratified some of
her longings by watching the people
who passed Sometimes it would be
one of the heroes of her dreams,-a
cavalier riding at full speed Car
riages, ladies', country people, all and
everything had an interest for her.
They belonged to, nay more, they
were part and parcel of that gay world |
of which she had read and dreamed, |
but which she had never seen.
Some who passed by noticed the |
beautiful, wistful face, half hidden by |
the leaves of the myrtle trees, and |
wondered who the lovely, high-bred |
girl could be,-what she was doing
why she gazed, day after day, with |
such longing eyes, upon the road that |
led away to Seville. 1t was some lit |
tie break. some change in the almost |
monotony. When the
evening shadows began to fall, Inez
FASTENED home No one but Juanita
ever saw her enter the house, or
knew OF the long hours she spent in
the grounds.
They We're not very extensive, those
grounds Of Serranto. Time had been
when hill valley, and stream all be-
Ionged to the Monteleones. The broad,
fertile lands had been sold or for
Teited and little remained Of the once
large estates; but that little was
picturesque and pleasant The gar
lens We're gorgeous with flowers and
'ruit. Long groves of orange trees
IAN by the little stream that found its
way into the river near Seville. Large
nyrtles lent their shade trees. whose
Itch and luxurious perfume loaded the
,ir grew as they would. rhe grounds
we're not cultivated; they were beauti-
'ul in their rich and luXuriant Wild
iess The boundary that separated
he high road from the grounds was a
cry frail one,a line OF small flower
ng shrubs BY the shrubs, day
Lfter day. there might have been seen
graceful girlish figure, walking slow
y, with dreamy wistful eyes gazing
m the high road.
One evening-ah to the last day OF
Ter life every detail OF II was vivid
nd clear to 1nez Lynpt-she was
Walking as usual in the grounds. For
ears afterwards she remembered how
he sun shone and the flowers
doomed how the birds sang and the
eep blue sky seemed to smile upon
Ter Her beautiful, restless face was
urned TO the long road that led to the
ity when she heard the sound OF
orse gallopng quickly. Looking ,
ack she saw a horseman yainly try
ng to restrain his steed II had taken
right, and seemed anxious only to
brow les rider and make its escape.
FOR many minutes the young girl
PATCHED that encounter Her face |
rev white with fear; for the horse
ppeared quite unmanageable; but she
ould not help admiring the ease and
ravery Of its rider. Trough all that
errible contest he never once lost his
.erve or his possession. His
r3,f,