Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1899-06-26

were awake, and read for hours after
they were asleep. The masters who
ATTENDED her, not knowing her motive,
wondered at her marvellous industry.
They wondered, too, at the great gifts
nature had bestowed upon her-at the
grand voice, capable of such magnifi-
cent cultivation; at the superb dra-
matte instinct which raised her so
completely above the commonplace; at
the natural grace, the beauty of face
and attitude, the love of the beautiful
and picturesque. They wondered why
so many great gifts, such remarkable
beauty and talent should have been
lavished on one creature. They
strove with her-the more she learned
the more they tried to teach her; the
harder she worked, the harder they
worked with her.
AS the weeks passed on her progress
was wonderful. She was often
amazed at herself. 1t was SO sweet to
study for his sake, to rise in the early
morning and work for him.
She watched with the keenness Of
love the last leaves fall from the trees
she watched with the keen avidity
of love for the white snow and the
wall of the wintry winds, for the long,
dark nights and the gray, cold dawn.
Each one brought her nearer and near
er; every day was a pain past and
nearer joy. Welcome to the nipping
frost and the northern winds; well
come the hail, the rain, the sleet-
they brought him nearer. How she
prayed for him with the loving sim
pIicity of child. If Heaven would
but spare him, would save him from
all dangers, would send him sunny
skies and favorable winds, would work
miracles in his behalf, would avert all
accident by rail and road, would
bring him back to her longing, loving
arms-ah, if the kind dear heaven
would do this! When she went out
for her daily walks she met the poor,
the wretched-she would give liberal
aims and when they said:
God bless your bonny face, my la
dy,' she would say:
''No, not mine; ask Him to bless
some one else; some one whom I love
and who is far away"
1t seemed to her like the turning
point of lifetime when Christmas
day was passed Now for the glad
New Year which was to bring him back
to her.
The first days of the year were
months to her. This year was to
bring her love, her hsband, her mar
rage ll-blessed new year! When
the bells ochimed on the first day she
went to church, and kneeling with
those true of heart and simple of faith
as herself she prayed the new year
might bring him home.
1t was pitiful to see how the one
precious hour of the day was the hour
in which she wrote to him those long,
loving letters that were poems in
often; and she saw from the news
paper reports of all that he did and
where he wnt
She will never forget the day on
which she saw the first snowdrop. It
was like a message from a lovely mod
est flower, raising it's white head as
though it would say to her, mo more
tears; he is coming"
She went into a very ecstacy of de-
light then. Golden primroses and pale
cowslips came; the sweet violets
bloomed, the green leaves budded, the
birds began to sing; it was spring.. DEL
icate, beautiful spring, and in June he
would come.
She was almost ready for him. 1t
was April now, and she had worked
without intermission. She loved to
think of his pleasure When he found
her SO improved. She delighted in
picturing what he would say and how
he wouIu reward her with kisses and
caresses; how he would praise her for
her efforts; how proud even he would
be of her.
II want you to tell me the exact
TRUTH she said to one of the masters.
"I will tell you any truth you wish
to hear" he said.
'I want you to tell me this: If you
met me anywhere, and did not know
that in my youth had received no
training, should you, from anything in
my manner, find it out?"
mo-" he replied, frankly. 81 would
defy anyone to know that you have
not been born the daughter of duke.
Permit me to say, and believe me am
sincere, your manner and, conversation
are perfection.
She was haDDy alter that: people
would not be able % laugh at him and
say that he had married a low-born
wife. She would be equal to any lady
in the land when she was Lady Chan
dos.
The spring was giving place to the
laughing, golden-hued summer. He
had gone to Italy. His parents were
there; they had been spending the
spring in Rome and he had Joined
them.
Nothing, Leone thought, could be
more natural His letters from Rome