Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-12-13
Continued.

eryLnluB must Indtcn the mouse. lou /,
want old tapestry, old carvings, old |
pictures, old china old furniture, an |
tiquities of all kinds; you want Orien-
tai bronzes, grand enamel olu buhl-
work; you want ancient plate, quaint
old German glass, and ancient armor."
"All of which, replied Richard Car
stone, solemnly, Il will have But
where and how shall | get them?"
81 will get some on commission the
rest you can purchase" il
And it was when making inquiries
as to them that Richard Carstone
heard about the old fashioned town of
st. Phifipo, that treasury of hidden art.
"You can buy anything there" said
his informant vases and jaspar and
malachite, china that once belonged to
the famous Du Barry, pictures by the
old masters" In fact there was no
end to the art-treasures of st. Philipo.
Richard Carstone never dreamed
that 1t was written in the scroll OF fate
that here his life and the fortunes of
noble English family should meet
and cross.
He went to st. Philipo, taking with
him his comedy, good-humored wife,
and his son Oscar, of whose opinion he
stood in no little awe. few thou
sands, more or less, were nothing to
him, and he meant to make Ing1eshaw
famous.
"They shall see what a self-made
man can do with his money Oscar" he
said. II will put some of their old
houses to shame"
He was looked upon as perfect god
send by the shopkeepers of st. Phil
ipo. OF course they called him mi
lord" and II was strange, for self
made man, how the title delighted
hin'-indeed, when addressed as mi
lord he never disputed the price of an
article, nor found II too high, fact
which was soon discovered.
He had made magnificent colIec-
ton, and had spent a small fortune.
He had not cared much for St Phil
ipo; IL was not the style of place for
him at all; and when Lord RIVERS
came TO the hotel he was delighted.
There would be some one to join him
self and Oscar at the solitary billiard
table But the artist" did not seem
scension.
Holds himself pretty high" he said
to his son; "but then, no doubt, he IS
genius. Many of these painters are,
suppose
And his son told him the story of
the French king who had picked up
the brush great painter had let fall,
and the retired contractor looked
somewhat doubtful. A king Is a king.
Still, in spite of many rebuffs, he per-
sisted In counting the society of the
supposed young artist.
"He might be such a help 30 us. Os- /!
car" he said. 'if he would but speak
out. l like him in spite of his high /
and mighty fashion"
But Lord RIVERS never would speak: !
when his opinion was asked on works
OF art or pictures, he either avoided
the subject or gave careless answer.
fhe contractor would glance ruefully
from him to his son.
"If he would but speak Quit" he
sighed.
There was no particular good feel.
Ing beween the young men. Lord Rvv-
ers did not like Oscar. and the dislike
was returned with interest. The par
ty would not have held together long
but for the two ladies' and they were
excellent friends. Violet really liked
Mrs. Carstone. and was amused and
interested when with her; and Mrs.
Carstone had real affection for the
young girl, whom her son called ga
beauty wasted
The Carstone family caused many
disagreements between husband and
wife. One afternoon when they were
all together, Oscar said to Violet:
How much YOU like orange bios
SONS see Won always wear them"
"Thev are NV favorite flowers" she
saio Orange blossoms and Lenten
lilies."rs
The next day Oscar, when returning
from sene neighooring city, brought
"eNA AA%A q hINQMGt Vi OI-
ange blossoms, the largest. finest and
mos. fragrant 1t was possible to find.
Violet was charmed with it. She
fastened with it to her husband.
'oh, Randolph. see, Look up. dear!
See what beautiful flowers that good
Mr. Oscar Carstone has brought for
me-"
Perhaps for a very loving. slightly
Jealous young husband Il was not the
most pleasant thing in the world to see
= the world. frowned angrily.
his wife's race Frightening over the
gift OF another man. Lord RIVERS,
usually one of the sweetest tempered
did that snob bring you those fiow-
ers, Violet? How dared he take such
liberty?
what did Won call him. Randolph ."
asked his wife
Never mind what I called him: I
say II is liberty, and you ought not
TO have taken them 4"