Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1899-11-02
CHAPTER ~.

of the summer deepened, the com was
growing ripe in the fields, the crimson
roses eontrasted with the cool, white
lilies, the fruit hung rich and mellow
on the trees, while Ismay Waldron
still looked with longing eyes towards
the world which she wished to enter.
She still gave every thought to the
master passion of her nature. In vain
the ringdoyes cooed, and the lark
scared high with it's triumphant song;
in vain the flowers bloomed, and her
pretty child Stretched out his little
hands to her. She was always think
ing, always dreaming of that possible
future wherein Paul might grow rich,
and every desire of her heart be graft
fed =
She had ceased to wonder about
her mother; all her romantic visions
that she had once woven faded into
obscurity; her life seemed planned
and arranged; nothing could alter it.
She was Paul Waldron's wife, and she
loved him. She wished for no greater
love than his; but if Paul could give
her wealth, if he could surround her
with the luxury she loved-ah, then
all would be well!
Once-and Ismay never forgot it
she went to the Manor House; there
was a grand fete to be given to the
tenantry, and Paul for the occasion
had put it on, with flower in her
hair, she looked so lovely that he was
startled at her beauty. She read his
admiration in his eyes.
''You will own" she said, that
dress makes some little difference. All,
Paul, If had but jewels and rich
dresses, such as ladies wear!"
You would not look more beauls-
full, Ismay Now you gladden. my
heart, then you would gladden. other
eyes, and | should not be so happy,
love-"
Ismay never forgot that day. She
looked round the magnificent rooms
--on the pictures. the statues, the
superb hangings, the furniture, the
rare 1owers-and her whole heart
ached with longing. She looked on
the faces of the ladies-some of them
country leaders of fashion-and she
saw none that could be compared with
her own. She watched the hundred
evidences of wealth and her very
soul seemed on fire with the eagerness
of her wishes.
"Why is there naught for me?" she
said to herself "Why should others
have money, luxury and splendor
while l. who am farer than they
must pass my life in a lonely cottage,
counting each shilling as spend it?"
She saw the glances of admiration
cast upon her: she heard one ask
another, who is that beautiful girl?"
and her vanity was 1attered. If. so
plainly attired, she could produce this
marked sensation, what would she not
do when magnifcently dressed?
In the midst of her excitement and
pleasure she could not refrain from
noticing one thing-amongst all the
crowd of men there was not one who
surpassed in appearance her husband,
Paul. II was the first time she had
mixed in society, or had seen what is
commonly called the world. She had
imagined all those who bore noble
names would carry the impress of
those names on face and figure. Here
were lords, baronets and squires, but
she saw amongst them no face more
noble than Paurs, no figure more man
ly: she heard no voice with so true a
ring, she saw no smile so luminous
and frank.
''He is one of Natures noblemen,"
said the young wife to herself, and her
heart grew warm as she looked at him
She had thought that amongst people
so greatly above him in position he
would perhaps show some mauvaise
honte-some shy embarrassment or
confusion; but on his frank, noble
face there was no trace of either.
There's somewhat in this world amiss
Shall be unriddled by-and-by,"
said lsmay to herself, as she watched |
him. IF it were not so, Paul would |
occupy one of the grand places these |
men cannot I'll so worthily rs he" |
She saw gentlemen of position talking |
TO him seemingly deeply interested in
his conversation. She noticed an
other thing-his love was like a watch
full presence round her; he never for
got her: he seemed to be always think
ing OF her comfort. of what she would
like and again the young wife said to
herself
mo one could ever love me as Paul
does.
There came over her vague kind of |
wonder as to what she would |
do without his love. She might as
Well be without food to eat, fresh air !
to breathe. Life without Paul's love! |
She smiled to herself at the idea, and |
he, watching her from distance, !
came to ask her why she smiled. She |
looked with frank, sweet owes into his
face.
Il was thinking what the world |
would be like to me without you" she |
replied, "and | cannot realize IT,"
Heaven grant that YOU never may. |
sweet shall never know what the F,
world is without you, for could not
'irve II lost you"
The time came when they both re-
membered those words.